The Ex-Wife Of A Wealthy/Powerful Family Tempts Me To Treat Her Badly/Betray Her - Chapter 42

Chapter 42: “Does she kiss you like this?”

The atmosphere in the room suddenly grew quieter.

Jiang Yu was silent, realizing something in a flash.

In the past, during the days when they hadn’t met, Rong Wei had been in a marriage.

It was precisely because of that marriage that they almost had no future together at the beginning.

But what could she do now?

Jiang Yu looked at Rong Wei’s face, and some wicked thoughts emerged in her mind.

She put down the water glass and skillfully hooked her arms around Rong Wei’s neck.

In an almost intimate, cheek-to-cheek posture, she remarked lightly: “CEO Rong has such a rich relationship history.”

Warm breath poured onto her neck, sending waves of tingling sensations.

Rong Wei lowered her gaze, quietly looking at Jiang Yu.

Rong Wei had to admit that Jiang Yu was a master of time management.

She was only going to be back for less than half a month, yet she had so many things to do, and even just now, while waiting for her, she could send a message asking when they should meet.

And at this moment, her attitude towards her was not as cold as it was over the phone.

Her beautiful eyes were narrowed, looking at her with a smile, like a cunning little fox waiting for its prey.

A strange feeling flashed in Rong Wei’s heart, but she smiled and said, “Aren’t we all the same?”

Jiang Yu’s action of hooking Rong Wei’s neck instantly paused.

But only for a second. Immediately, she kissed Rong Wei’s cheek and asked softly, “Does she kiss you like this?”

Rong Wei smiled, but didn’t answer. Instead, she gently stroked Jiang Yu’s cheek, finally lightly lifting Jiang Yu’s chin, and only asked, “And you? Does your contractual wife know what you like?”

The rain outside seemed to intensify. The sound of it hitting the floor-to-ceiling window grew louder, like beads tapping on a jade plate.

Jiang Yu’s heart seemed to skip a beat.

They were clearly in a purely friends-with-benefits relationship, and the past emotional baggage had already been cleared up.

But Jiang Yu still felt a strange, inexplicable thrill.

It was like walking on forbidden moral ground.

Jiang Yu suddenly discovered a more wicked side to her personality, looking up at Rong Wei.

Beneath the thin lenses, Rong Wei’s gaze was deep and gentle, like a whirlpool, making one involuntarily sink into it.

The glasses seemed a bit bothersome, but it didn’t matter.

Jiang Yu thought to herself, adjusted her position, and her warm lips descended directly onto Rong Wei’s cheek: “You’re the best, Jiejie (older sister).”

It was a fleeting kiss, better than nothing.

Rong Wei held Jiang Yu’s waist, her warm palm gently stroking it.

She took off her glasses, held them in her hand, and touched Jiang Yu’s nose with hers: “Your mouth is often the most articulate at a time like this.”

Jiang Yu neither confirmed nor denied, only saying, “I can say other nice things. Do you want to hear them, Jiejie?”

The bright red of her lips was too tempting.

Rong Wei chuckled and kissed her: “Not for now.”

The bitter scent of agarwood always mixed with a certain sweetness at times like this.

Between breaths, Jiang Yu gave a soft moan.

Spending such good time just kissing was too monotonous.

In their passionate embrace, Jiang Yu quietly pushed Rong Wei away. The silver thread of saliva connecting them was momentarily dazzling.

Jiang Yu spoke slowly: “We won’t be seeing each other for a while. Should we try something new today?”

Something new.

This question truly stumped Rong Wei.

Having been together for so long, Rong Wei didn’t feel there was anything left they hadn’t tried.

The corners of Rong Wei’s eyes were slightly red. She lifted her chin, signaling for her to continue.

Jiang Yu smiled, said nothing, but took a step back.

Her bathrobe slid to the floor, revealing the scenery underneath completely.

Rong Wei lightly bit Jiang Yu’s earlobe: “Why this look this time?”

Jiang Yu: “So you don’t forget me after such a long time apart.”

“…”

I wonder who forgot who first.

Rong Wei glanced at Jiang Yu subtly, then chuckled: “Miss Jiang thinks too little of me.”

Jiang Yu noticed the heavy emphasis on the words too little of me, but she couldn’t figure out why, only finding it extremely sexy.

Jiang Yu continued to speak impulsively: “Don’t say that, Jiejie. I just want you to remember me longer.”

Rong Wei’s gaze was deep, and she chuckled: “Well, that’s not nearly enough.”

The low tone was incredibly appealing. Jiang Yu had originally planned to tell Rong Wei the surprise after she had showered.

But at this moment, she suddenly changed her mind.

She grabbed Rong Wei’s hand and placed it on her lower back.

“Jiejie, feel this.”

Rong Wei trailed her hand down from the spine, and her hand felt a fluffy texture.

The fuzzy object wasn’t large; one hand could completely cup it.

“Is that enough now?” Jiang Yu’s voice was calm, as if nothing unusual had happened.

Rong Wei smiled, released the hand that was holding the object, and said in a low voice, “I’m going to take a shower.”

Jiang Yu nodded contentedly, turned and bent down, ready to put her clothes on.

Just then, Rong Wei’s voice came from behind her: “Together?”

The voice carried a tone that demanded acceptance.

Jiang Yu smiled as she looked at Rong Wei, absolutely loving her assertiveness, and answered cleanly: “Okay.”

“But I have one condition.”

Jiang Yu leaned in and whispered something into Rong Wei’s ear.

“But, it feels a bit difficult…”

Rong Wei’s expression didn’t change, and she remained silent.

Only after listening to Jiang Yu finish speaking did she chuckle, her voice a little husky: “I’ll hold you up.”

Jiang Yu looked at Rong Wei, her eyes filled with unquestionable excitement and joy.

…

The bathroom was filled with steam. Entering here from the cool air-conditioned room, the atmosphere suddenly became muggy and humid.

The sound of the shower and the rain outside seemed to merge, the drip-drip-drop and pitter-patter swirling around them, finally converging into an elegant symphony.

In the end, they still moved to the guest room.

The waterproof mat and other items were already prepared. Only a soaking wet fluff ball was left abandoned in the bathroom.

Perhaps because they hadn’t seen each other for a while, and wouldn’t be able to meet for the next half a month, they were a bit rough this time.

Consequently, by the end, Jiang Yu felt like she couldn’t lift her arms, especially her waist, which had been pressed for a long time and was almost rigid.

“CEO Rong, could you please get me a cigarette?”

Rong Wei had just finished washing up and returned when she heard Jiang Yu’s lazy voice.

She inexplicably recalled a previous time when Jiang Yu said she didn’t need a post-coital cigarette.

“You need one this time?”

Due to the nature of her work, Jiang Yu was not always sincere in her words for a large part of her life.

Moreover, she had face blindness and a poor memory, so often, she didn’t actually remember what she had said.

But Rong Wei’s words suddenly made her recall the joke she had made with Rong Wei before.

“Yes. CEO Rong has quite a good memory.”

“Thank you, CEO Rong.”

Two minutes later, Rong Wei returned. Jiang Yu stepped into her slippers, stood by the window, and took the cigarette box.

Holding it in her hand, the jasmine pattern on the box felt unfamiliar to her touch.

Rong Wei lit a cigarette, holding it between her right fingers: “They’re all the same; there’s no difference.”

It was just a cigarette; Jiang Yu wouldn’t obsess over it.

She lit her cigarette, leaned on the railing, tilted backward, and stretched her neck.

The scent of jasmine wasn’t as sweet as blueberry, but the purpose of the menthol bead was the same—it was adequately refreshing and invigorating.

In the rising smoke, Jiang Yu heard Rong Wei ask, “What time is your flight tomorrow?”

“Eleven in the morning. No rush.”

Rong Wei gave a faint “Mhm,” then said, “Have a safe trip.”

…

After finishing the cigarette, Jiang Yu and Rong Wei chatted briefly, then returned to the master bedroom one after the other, preparing to rest.

Jiang Yu finally checked her phone and saw the message from Rong Wei, who used the cat profile picture, responding to her.

She said she was busy with work recently and was not in the country.

She wouldn’t have time until the end of the month, which was about half a month away.

Jiang Yu looked through the calendar and finally circled a date, typing: [The 30th?]

[If the time works, that day. If not, we can discuss it later.]

Since their agreement was signed, and they didn’t have much contact otherwise, it was pretty much like a divorce.

Rong Wei was right next to her. She seemed to be chatting with someone, holding her phone, typing on the screen.

But Jiang Yu had no intention of prying into Rong Wei’s privacy and just looked at her own phone.

It should be lunchtime in the country now. Rong Wei wasn’t busy and quickly replied.

[Can do.]

Jiang Yu casually replied with an emoji, then put down her phone.

Almost simultaneously, Rong Wei also placed her phone on the bedside table.

She slightly turned her body, and as always, only one light was left on. She spoke softly: “It’s late. Let’s sleep.”

“Good. Goodnight, CEO Rong.”

…

Jiang Yu slept soundly without dreams. Around nine in the morning, she washed up, got ready, and headed to the airport.

Rong Wei didn’t seem to have work today and didn’t leave beforehand. Jiang Yu left the hotel with her.

The elevator descended. Just before reaching the first floor, Jiang Yu heard Rong Wei say, almost in a tone of instruction: “Be careful.”

Jiang Yu was a little startled, then looked at Rong Wei and firmly nodded: “Don’t worry. I’m a grown-up.”

“CEO Rong should also live well.”

The moment the words fell, the elevator door opened.

Jiang Yu and Rong Wei stepped out naturally, and as always, parted to get into their respective cars.

However, Jiang Yu’s car arrived earlier this time. Rong Wei watched her get in and only looked away after the car was out of sight, then got into her own car.

The car door closed. Rong Wei twisted open a bottle of mineral water, her fingers quietly tapping the phone screen.

In the front, Xiao An looked at her, ready to report on work, but heard Rong Wei say, “Work matters can wait.”

Xiao An nodded, slightly perplexed.

Rong Wei lowered her head. After a while, she opened WeChat and sent a message to Rong Shi.

[I have something to ask you.]

After greeting her sister, Rong Wei continued to type.

Rong Shi was a night owl and quickly replied.

[My dear sister, what is it? Calling me at this hour?]

Rong Wei paused mid-typing. The person who was usually decisive rarely showed hesitation.

She looked at the message Rong Shi had sent, and then at the message she was drafting, which concerned her and Jiang Yu’s situation.

She suddenly fell into doubt.

—What is wrong with me?

Why would I suddenly consider this kind of question?