Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 383 - 286. Season of White Album_2

Chapter 383: 286. Season of White Album_2

"I’m happy, of course I’m happy."

Lu Jincheng lay back down at the head of the bed and beckoned the girl over with a wave of his hand.

"That’s more like it."

Zhou Sinin unzipped her jacket, assuming the role of the lady of the house, and hung her clothes alongside the man’s.

Stepping out for a short trip, she had, uncharacteristically, donned a sporty attire from head to toe.

With her clothes hung up, only the off-white sweatshirt remained, its front emblazoned with a string of gray-black English characters.

Two drawstrings of the round neckline rested on a small expanse of her cold, pale skin, enhancing the charm of her delicate collarbones with a mix of sex appeal and playfulness.

Tight jeans clung to her round, firm buttocks, making her thighs look taut and sleek.

The blue and white collage of mid-top casual basketball shoes added a vibrant, youthful vibe to her look.

Normally, such an outfit might give the impression of a broader top and narrower bottom, but Zhou Sinin had the natural advantage of slender yet shapely legs that made her look exceptionally tall.

In the early winter, she was the most beautiful sight on the streets of Hang City.

Following the motion of hanging her clothes, Zhou Sinin’s sharp gaze had already taken in the entire suite’s arrangement.

Compared to last night...

There seemed to be no difference.

The computer he used for video calls remained off, the screen gray, resting in the same spot on the table.

Beside the large bed lay a small suitcase containing the man’s change of clothes and luggage.

Everything else appeared unchanged.

"Come here and let me hug you~"

Looking around any further would seem too deliberate.

So, when the man opened his arms, Zhou Sinin returned to his embrace.

The two had not seen each other for several days, and their physical contact bloomed instantly with a stickiness so thick it couldn’t be dissolved.

Fingers interlocked, they hugged forcefully and kissed recklessly.

The passion seemed to erase all doubts.

...

"You took them to Yang Qianhua’s concert?"

Fingertips trembling, lips softly entwined.

After disrupting the calm breathing, Zhou Sinin turned her head away, a blush painting her lovely face as she asked.

This was, of course, the question she cared about the most.

"Yeah."

Lu Jincheng nodded straightforwardly.

"The landlord’s cat got VIP tickets, and since everyone was coming to Hang City for business, they showed interest when I asked, and I didn’t want to spoil the mood."

As he spoke, the man casually pointed to the head of the bed.

"Did you check Weibo these past days? Your bestie got picked by Yang Qianhua and even went up to sing with her!"

"I took several photos of her; the wasted shots are over there, take a look!"

"Is that so..."

Zhou Sinin sat up and followed the direction of the man’s pointing finger.

A stack of papers of various sizes lay by the head of the bed, much like the remnants of work.

The understandable Polaroid photos captured a short-haired girl alongside a pop idol from Hong Kong.

Guan Yongyi, dazzling to the point of being blinding.

The unintelligible legal documents, filled with all sorts of legalese.

This was, after all, the ultimate purpose of his trip to Hang City.

The somewhat perplexing six concert tickets.

So...

It seemed he genuinely went to the concert with everyone.

Team building.

Had she overthought the situation?

Really overthought it?

Her mind whirring with a thousand thoughts, they transformed into the shallow dimples of her smiling lips.

"You, you really took some... indescribable photos of her."

"Of course, I can only photograph you well; I’m no good with others."

Lu Jincheng spread his hands in an innocent gesture, smiling.

"Why’s that?"

"Because our baby looks beautiful from every angle, no matter how you capture her."

"Flatterer."

Zhou Sinin pursed her lips, her large peach blossom eyes brimming with laughter.

From the moment she walked into the hotel, to the encounter with He Ying, and up to now.

It seemed like every detail was telling her that she had indeed overthought things.

Thinking about it, that did seem to be the case.

As the boss of the group, how could he possibly abandon everyone and take just Guan Yongyi to Shanghai City to attend a concert?

No matter what, He Ying, Luo Lang, and everyone knew that Lu Jincheng had a girlfriend.

If he were to do such a thing...

Would he not care about losing face?

In that case, it might have been like Guan Guan said, that there was no signal in the stadium that day.

The concert must have been so tiring, with all the singing and dancing, that they were exhausted and went straight to sleep upon returning to the hotel.

Overwhelmed by joy and happiness, he forgot to share it with her.

That seemed barely reasonable.

An eighteen-year-old girl’s understanding of the world is ultimately limited.

Her imagination has its boundaries.

So, Zhou Sinin gradually regained her spirits.

She spoke cheerfully, her dimples becoming more pronounced.

For a girl in love, a day apart felt like an eternity, let alone being in different cities.

Zhou Sinin’s trip to Hang City was certainly not just to find the answer to her question.

More than that, it was to alleviate her own overwhelming longing.

"I’m so hungry; let’s go out and grab something to eat?"

"Go freshen up quickly!"

Zhou Sinin twisted her body, hopped off the bed, and pushed the man into the bathroom.

Alone in the room, she rubbed her stomach and bit her lip.

Half a minute later, she turned around and pushed open the glass door to the bathroom.

"Get out, get out, I need to..."

...

The sound of the automatic toilet flushing.

Zhou Sinin tiptoed closer to the bathroom vanity mirror, raised her wrist, and tied her brown hair together.

The faucet was running loudly.

The girl rolled up her sweatshirt sleeves, her fair hands passing through the water currents, cold layers overlapping and streaming straight down the hot insides of her palms.