Chapter 333 Jiyeon is sick...

Jiang Jing could no longer suppress the raging flames within him.

He swept the beauty in his arms up into a horizontal carry, giving her no time to hesitate.

With long strides, he walked straight towards Lee Ji-yeon's guest room on the first floor.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut, cutting off everything from the outside world.

In the quiet room, there was only the rustling sound of clothing rubbing against clothing.

Immediately after...

"...It hurts..."

A pained groan rang out, as if some barrier had been completely broken.

"...Relax... It won't hurt soon..." Jiang Jing's voice was patient.

...

Moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains, spilling onto the messy bed.

Lee Ji-yeon lay limp in Jiang Jing's arms, dazed like a broken doll.

Her eyes gazed hollowly at the ceiling, her mind blank, as if her soul had left her body.

A trickle of saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corner of her flushed mouth.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Jing found it somewhat amusing, yet also felt a sense of pride.

At this moment, Lee Ji-yeon had long since cast aside all her disguises, all her missions, and all her positions.

Her entire body and mind seemed to be branded with Jiang Jing's mark, molded into Jiang Jing's shape...

Watching the beauty in his arms tremble from time to time, occasionally rolling her eyes in a cute manner, Jiang Jing curled his lips in satisfaction.

At the same time, the system notification rang clearly in his mind:

[Ding! Lee Ji-yeon's Favorability +110] (Currently 80)

Jiang Jing was slightly startled.

This girl's favorability was still negative before!

This deep interaction had actually turned the tables, bringing it up to a positive 80!

This reversal was simply outrageous!

As expected, the old saying holds true; the fastest way to a woman's heart is often...

Lee Ji-yeon, in his arms, had long since fallen into a deep sleep from extreme exhaustion, her breathing becoming steady.

Jiang Jing held Lee Ji-yeon and closed his eyes as well.

With a meaningful smile on his lips, he drifted off to sleep.

The next morning.

Li Xue was the first to wake up slowly. She habitually reached out to her side, but felt nothing.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and propped up her sore body, discovering that Jiang Jing was not by her side.

"This guy... up so early today?" she muttered to herself.

Her movements disturbed Zhou Wenying and Qin Shuang, who woke up one after another.

The three of them looked at each other—naked, hair disheveled, and with the lingering traces of last night's madness in their eyes—and couldn't help but blush.

"It's all that bastard Brother Jing's fault!" Zhou Wenying spat, pulling the quilt over her chest, though there wasn't much real anger in her eyes, only a hint of lazy allure.

Qin Shuang also nodded, blushing, and agreed: "Exactly... he went too far..."

Shy as they were, the women didn't actually have much strong resistance in their hearts.

After all, they were already close sisters.

Like Li Xue and Li Ruonan, or Qin Shuang and Zhou Wenying, this wasn't the first time they had been dragged into a "meeting" by that guy, Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jing especially liked the feeling of dragging close sisters into a meeting together; in his words, it was—stimulating!

Once they realized this, after the initial shyness passed, the women felt quite at ease.

After all, they were all sisters; the only difference was that more people participated in the battle, and eventually... they would get used to it.

They helped each other up, washed up, changed into comfortable loungewear, and walked downstairs together.

When they arrived at the dining room, they saw Jiang Jing sitting calmly at the head of the table, with a hearty breakfast laid out in front of him.

He was watching short videos on his phone while leisurely drinking milk.

Coffee? He wasn't some corporate slave; why would he drink that stuff?

Seeing them come down, he looked up and broke into a bright smile:

"My darlings are awake! Come eat breakfast and replenish your energy. You expended quite a lot yesterday."

The women's faces flushed hot again at his words, but after a night of intense battle, their stomachs were indeed rumbling with hunger.

They didn't bother with modesty anymore, sat down one after another, and began to focus on the food in front of them.

Halfway through the meal, Li Xue seemed to remember something suddenly. She looked around and asked, puzzled:

"Huh? Why don't I see Ji-yeon? She should have been up by this time to help prepare breakfast or clean up."

Reminded by her, the other women also noticed that the little maid, who was usually quiet and diligent, was indeed missing today.

Jiang Jing was picking up a shrimp dumpling. He didn't even look up when he heard this and said casually: "Oh, her? She's not feeling well and is still sleeping."

Li Xue immediately looked at Jiang Jing with suspicion, her eyes full of curiosity: "Not feeling well? How do you know, Brother? If she's unwell, we should go check on her."

Jiang Jing shrugged, looking innocent: "I passed by her room when I got up this morning, heard no movement inside, and just took a look."

To Li Xue, his explanation was full of holes.

She quickly finished the last few spoonfuls of porridge in her bowl, put down her chopsticks, and said, "I'll go check on her."

She got up and walked towards Lee Ji-yeon's room.

Arriving at Lee Ji-yeon's door, Li Xue knocked gently, but there was no response from inside.

She hesitated for a moment, then turned the doorknob and pushed the door open to enter.

As soon as she entered, a familiar and intense scent rushed towards her.

As someone who had just experienced an intense battle yesterday, Li Xue was all too familiar with this smell.

Her expression instantly became unreadable, and she already had a guess in her heart.

She tiptoed to the bedside and saw Lee Ji-yeon sleeping soundly on her side, her pure and beautiful face flushed with an unnatural redness.

Her breathing was even and deep, clearly the state of someone in a deep sleep after exhausting all their energy.

Li Xue's heart began to race inexplicably. She looked back at the door like a thief, then carefully lifted a corner of the quilt.

As expected! Just as she thought!

The delicate body under the quilt was stark naked, and her snow-white skin was covered in the marks left after lovemaking—hickeys and fingerprints visible everywhere.

Her snow-white breasts were red and swollen at this moment...

It was obvious she had been ravaged miserably by some unrestrained guy, and against her snow-white skin, it looked particularly pitiful.

Li Xue felt her cheeks burn and her heart race, and she quickly covered her back up with the quilt.

Feeling as if she had done something guilty, she tiptoed out of the room and closed the door behind her.

She returned to the dining room, a flush still lingering on her face.