The Scheming Billionaire's Heartfelt Devotion
Chapter 68: Just one glance, Han Xi was trapped in the deep vortex of this man.

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Just one glance, Han Xi was trapped in the deep vortex of this man.

Han Xi glanced sideways at Lu Jinghan, inadvertently catching sight of his eager anticipation, feeling utterly mortified.

At the traffic lights, Lu Jinghan held the steering wheel with one hand, while his right hand tightly interlocked with Han Xi’s left hand, gazing at her affectionately.

Just one look, and Han Xi was ensnared in the deep whirlpool of this man.

Driving back to Lu Jinghan’s villa, as soon as they entered, they kissed passionately, Han Xi leaning against his chest like a docile kitten, yielding to his every move.

In the heat of the moment, Lu Jinghan bent over and lifted Han Xi in his arms, striding toward the upstairs.

Han Xi’s small hands tightly wrapped around Lu Jinghan’s neck, her hot breath seeping through the thin shirt onto the firm chest of the man, Lu Jinghan’s eyes darkened as he hastened his steps.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Han Xi was placed lying on the soft large bed, Lu Jinghan’s arms supported on either side of her, his fingertips, like a wildfire, roaming over every inch of Han Xi’s skin.

Also like a feather sliding across the heart, it was an alluring tickle.

When Han Xi came to her senses, her clothes had all been stripped away, scattered on the ground.

......

After more than an hour of passionate lovemaking, Han Xi felt utterly drained, her clean little face adorned with strands of hair moist with sweat, resting weakly against Lu Jinghan’s chest, craving not to leave.

Then, her eyes slowly closed......and she fell asleep.

Listening to the steady breathing of the young woman beside him, Lu Jinghan leaned down to lightly kiss Han Xi’s forehead, covered her with a blanket, and then left the bedroom.

He went to the guest room’s bathroom to take a shower, changed into cotton pajamas, and went to the living room.

Lu Jinghan picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table in the living room, extracted one, held it between his fingers, tilted his head to light it, and took a deep drag, white smoke spilling from the thin corners of his lips.

He walked to the expansive floor-to-ceiling window with his phone in hand, droplets of water still falling from his freshly washed dense short hair, Lu Jinghan exhaled a puff of smoke then dialed Feng Yi’s number.

On the other end of the phone, Feng Yi’s complaining voice came through: "When are you returning to the office? So many things are waiting for you to handle."

"Terminate all the contracts between the Lu Family and the Lin Family." Lu Jinghan’s voice was calm, as if he were instructing something ordinary.

Feng Yi was so shocked he almost jumped off his desk because, due to Lin Weiyang’s mother’s connection, since Lu Jinghan took over at the Lu Group, he had been extremely considerate towards the Lin Family. Now, how could he just terminate without warning?

"Did something happen? Did the Lin Family...make a mistake?" Feng Yi felt it was impossible once he spoke, as if the Lin Family had made a mistake on the project.

He couldn’t possibly be unaware, then reconsidering, it might be Lin Weiyang who caused trouble.

"Did Lin Weiyang do something that pushed you to the brink?"

Lu Jinghan’s arm propped on the glass window, the cigarette-holding fingers tapping inadvertently, without answering Feng Yi: "I’m hanging up."

Feng Yi: "......"

Lu Jinghan was still somewhat lenient, as he hadn’t called Fu Bin to have the Fu Family also terminate all cooperative projects with the Lin Family.

After hanging up, Lu Jinghan prepared to go to the kitchen to cook. Just a few steps in, Han Xi’s phone on the living room coffee table rang, he walked over, glanced at the screen’s note, and pressed the answer button with his finger.

"Xiao Xi, why aren’t you at home, where did you go?" The voice on the other end was Li Manman’s.

"She’s asleep."