Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 258 Economic Issues Involving Hundreds of Millions in Import and Export Trade!

His reasoning sounded impeccable, even carrying a hint of "thinking of you."

Miao Zi felt flustered under his gaze. She subconsciously raised her hand and gently touched her cheek with the back of her hand. She did feel a sticky sensation from being slightly sweaty.

My ankles, sore from wearing high heels all day, were starting to ache. The warm water was indeed very tempting.

"Okay... alright." She stood up hesitantly, as if she had finally found a way to convince herself.

He immediately fell silent.

Many of the items in this house, from bathrobes to toiletries, and even the spare pajamas in the walk-in closet, were carefully selected and purchased by her. She is far more familiar with this place than Ye Fan is.

She practically fled into the dressing room, took out a brand new, matching white bathrobe, hugged it to her chest like a shield, and hurriedly slipped into the bathroom with her head down, as if something was chasing her.

The door closed gently, cutting off Ye Fan's smiling gaze.

......

Ye Fan walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the window was the flowing night view of Nanjing, with the lights on both banks reflected on the river like scattered diamonds.

He brewed himself another cup of Tieguanyin tea and sat down in the comfortable single sofa.

The delicate aroma of tea filled the air, mingling with the bath fragrance that had just wafted from the bathroom.

He wasn't in a hurry. The girl's legs were longer than usual. He tapped his fingertips lightly on the sofa armrest, gazing at the river view with a distant look in his eyes, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

He knew that waiting could sometimes be part of the fun.

Time slips away quietly.

More than half an hour passed before the bathroom door was gently pushed open again.

Miao Zi emerged from the misty steam.

She was wrapped in that pure white bathrobe, the belt tied meticulously, yet it still outlined her exquisite curves.

Her slightly damp, jet-black hair was casually tied back, with a few unruly strands falling down and clinging to her slender, snow-white neck. The ends of her hair were still covered with glistening water droplets, which were slowly sliding down her smooth skin and into her slightly open neckline.

Under the steaming hot water, her skin glowed with an alluring, healthy pink, like a freshly peeled lychee.

Her cheeks were still flushed, as if they had been painted with the finest rouge. It was hard to tell whether it was due to the moisture or the unspeakable shyness in her heart.

She hesitantly tugged at the collar of her bathrobe to make sure it was "safe" enough before stepping into her soft slippers and walking up to Ye Fan, meeting his gaze across the coffee table.

Those clear eyes, bathed in soft light, held a water-washed clarity, yet also concealed a hint of barely perceptible tension.

"Ye Fan," she cleared her throat, trying to make her voice sound steady and professional, "can we talk about the financial issue now?"

She slightly wrinkled her delicate nose, adding with a touch of embarrassment and seriousness, "However... I must first clarify that although I work at a bank, I'm not an expert. If your question is too tricky, I might have to wait until tomorrow for me to check the information, or I might ask my colleagues, or you could ask President Wen directly."

She tried to use professional language to dilute the overly thick ambiguity in the air.

Ye Fan slowly sipped his warm tea and glanced at her.

Under the lights, her face was flushed with a spring-like glow, and her figure was faintly visible beneath her bathrobe, exuding a fresh and alluring charm unique to those who have just bathed, yet she still managed to maintain this serious and businesslike demeanor.

This woman is truly a master at playing dumb!

He didn't say it outright; some games are more interesting when understood without being spoken of.

Ye Fan stood up, his tall figure exuding an invisible sense of oppression that instantly enveloped Miao Zi.

Before she could react, he stretched out his long arm and wrapped it around her slender, supple waist.

"Ah!" Miao Zi only had time to let out a short exclamation before her body instantly lost its weight.

Ye Fan's arms were strong and powerful, and with a slight exertion of his abdomen, he easily lifted Miao Zi into a princess carry.

Miao Zi was then easily picked up in a princess carry by him.

Her weight was negligible to Ye Fan. Holding her in his arms, he felt her soft, warm body and the fragrance of her hair and the warmth after her bath gently wafted into his nostrils.

Miao Zi instinctively curled up in his arms, her hands nervously clutching the front of his bathrobe. She buried her face in the warm crook of his neck, her voice barely audible, filled with obvious panic and a hint of coquettishness: "Ye Fan...you...you still have questions to ask, why are we going to the bedroom?"

Her breath brushed against Ye Fan's neck, bringing a tingling sensation.

Ye Fan looked down at the blushing cheeks and trembling eyelashes of the woman in his arms. His deep, magnetic voice flowed slowly through the quiet room, full of seductive meaning: "Because... this problem is very complicated. This problem can only be solved in the bedroom. After all, it involves economic issues of billions of dollars in import and export trade, which are quite complicated. We may need to talk all night to resolve the doubts in my heart."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already carried her into the spacious and private master bedroom in a few steps.

"despair."

He flicked his finger and gently tapped the smart switch by the door.

Silently, the huge electric curtains, like a stage curtain, slowly and gracefully closed in the middle, completely shutting out the dazzling lights of thousands of homes outside the window.

The soft main light automatically turned off, leaving only two warm yellow wall lamps by the bedside, casting a hazy and warm glow on the wall, enveloping this little world in a tranquil and enchanting privacy.

......

The next day, the sun was high in the sky!

The air was filled with a lazy warmth and the lingering, ambiguous atmosphere of last night.

Miao Zi's eyelashes fluttered as she woke up first.

Still somewhat dazed, she instinctively reached for her phone beside her pillow, squinting as she turned on the screen—

"11:07?"

The moment she saw the time, she sat up abruptly as if she had been electrocuted!

The silky thin blanket slipped off her shoulders, revealing large expanses of delicate skin and exquisite collarbones.

The hangover-like drowsiness and the subtle soreness deep within her body made her pause, followed by an even greater panic.

"Oh no! I'm late!" she exclaimed, ignoring the strange feeling in her body. She hurriedly threw off the covers and tried to get out of bed to find her clothes. Her bare feet stepped on the soft carpet as she looked around at the scattered clothes.

"What are you doing?" Ye Fan's deep voice, slightly hoarse from just waking up, rang out.

He lay on his side, supporting his head with one hand, revealing his well-defined chest and taut abs.

He watched with amusement as Miao Zi paced around the bed like a startled fawn, the morning light outlining his handsome features, a lazy yet playful smile playing on his lips.