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Gu Ci sat anxiously outside the operating room, waiting for the examination report from Lu Zhiyuan. Unlike in Paris or back home, she couldn’t enter the operating room here; after all, this wasn’t a hospital affiliated with the Lu family.

Meanwhile, Jiang Junlin’s house was bustling with activity.

Ji Chi was in the kitchen, without an apron, frantically preparing Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. To buy the ingredients for this dish, he had gone to three different Chinese supermarkets.

Jiang Junlin was lounging on the sofa not far from the fireplace, lazily reading the year-end summary report of the Hualan Bank. Dressed in a beige sweater and casual pants, a black sapphire ring adorned his middle finger. He exuded an air of relaxation and laziness.

And, might 1 add, a touch of sensuality!

Jiang Junlin’s sensuality was most pronounced when he was at his most relaxed!

The bodyguards had been sent away to celebrate New Year’s Eve in the guesthouse. Half of Jiang Junlin’s bodyguards were Chinese, while the rest were either mixed-race or European, having assimilated into their surroundings long ago.

He had just finished a video call with his family, almost back-to-back with Gu Ci. Following that, he continued to peruse the year-end summary report of Hualan Bank. Even though he was not in China, he never neglected his work.

In a clay pot, dozens of ingredients were simmering. Ji Chi was busy using the duck carcass and old hen broth he had prepared earlier to cook the chicken soup, adding broccoli and ham to blanch in it. After blanching, he added olive oil, sauteed it a few times, and it was ready to be served.

These were the two dishes he had learned. Whether Jiang Junlin would foot the bill or not remained to be seen. The housekeeper was afraid of starving the young master, so they had also prepared several dishes from the guesthouse to be sent over.

“Jiang Junlin, do you really think of me as your chef?” Ji Chi washed his hands and walked over, kicking Jiang Junlin’s toe.

“Don’t be ridiculous, I’m busy!” Jiang Junlin was engrossed in the budget and doing calculations. Ji Chi looked at him with a half-smile, suppressing his displeasure. Recently, Jiang Junlin and he had been at odds, almost coming to blows. It was as if they were on the verge of pulling guns on each other. However, every time they clashed, a phone call would come in, inviting Jiang Junlin to celebrate New Year’s Eve together and discuss historical summaries. Jiang Junlin always seemed to take the bait.

Ji Chi took away Jiang Junlin’s tablet and sat on his lap, casually putting on Jiang Junlin’s gold-rimmed glasses, which had no prescription but suited him well.

He played with the black sapphire ring on Jiang Junlin’s finger. It was the birthday gift he had given Jiang Junlin this year, and he had graciously put it on his right middle finger. “Do you like the gift?”

Jiang Junlin glanced at the sapphire ring. It was elegantly simple, devoid of unnecessary embellishments, perfectly in line with Jiang Junlin’s aesthetic. “It’s alright.”

“Jiang Junlin, you were practically at each other’s throats the other day, and now you’re asking me to cook?” He tilted his head, his eyes behind the lenses filled with a playful glint. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll poison you?”

“Don’t exaggerate!” Jiang Junlin coldly remarked, pressing his index finger against Ji Chi’s approaching face. “You provoked it. Your bodyguards overreacted, and no one got hurt.”

He was quick and agile, removing his glasses and tossing them onto the table. Ji Chi suddenly pushed his shoulder back, bringing himself down with him.

A scorching breath overtook his senses, and Ji Chi’s fingers touched Jiang Junlin’s Adam’s apple, feeling the vibrant vitality and sensuality beneath his skin.

When he let go, the corner of Jiang Junlin’s lips had been bitten, as he always did. He couldn’t help but leave his mark on Jiang Junlin every time they were together, as if it were an addiction.

“If I had hurt you, would you feel sorry for me?” Ji Chi’s expression was somewhat possessive, and in recent days, he had been pushed to the brink by Jiang Junlin. He felt restless and had a burning desire, a desire to take someone’s life.

“Who could hurt you?” Jiang Junlin sneered. “Two days ago, when my bodyguards overreacted, it was because you sent someone to crash into my car and started a conflict with my people.”

“If I hadn’t crashed into you, would you have met me?” Ji Chi’s eyes were dark and deep.

Jiang Junlin furrowed his brows, speculating that in his previous life, he must have been in a car accident with irreversible damage. If it were just a few months in the hospital, Gu Ci wouldn’t have mentioned it specially.

After confirming Gu Ziyu’s identity, Jiang Junlin became extremely cautious. He randomly chose vehicles for his travels, no longer sitting in the main car. On that day, the car Ji Chi crashed was the one he often rode.

Coincidentally, that day he happened to be in the bodyguard’s car.

“Ji Chi…” Jiang Junlin leaned forward, pinching his chin. Ji Chi was sitting on his lap, a position that clearly placed Jiang Junlin below him, yet he exuded an air of dominance. “Did you really want to crash into me?”

“You were perfectly fine, sitting there like that,” Ji Chi lowered his head and kissed his finger.

Jiang Junlin increased the pressure slightly when he let go. “In Paris, the snowy roads are slippery, prone to accidents. If you had crashed into me, and 1 had fallen in the snow, run over by a car, with both legs crippled or spine fractured, spending my life in a wheelchair, would you have found pleasure in that?”

Ji Chi’s eyes, once filled with a mischievous glint, were momentarily startled. However, a hint of annoyance soon crossed his face. “Yes!”

He laughed wickedly, his demeanor akin to a major antagonist from a comic book. “In that case, Jiang Junlin, there’s no escaping it. You’ll be my prisoner for life, and 1 can’t help but look forward to it!”

“In that case, you may continue!” Jiang Junlin pushed him away. “One day, your wish might just come true!”

Ji Chi’s anger was also ignited by him. Lately, Black Hawk and the Triads had tense relations, almost completely tearing apart. Jiang Junlin and Lu Zhiyuan had nurtured Pei Qiuying from scratch, but now it seemed to backfire. Pei Qiuying had secured her position within the Triads, and cleverly injured Lu Zhiyuan, causing a division within Black Hawk. In the eyes of the Triad, Pei Qiuying was a hero who had nearly killed the leader of Black Hawk, something none of the previous Triad leaders had been able to accomplish.

At this moment, Pei Qiuying was at the height of her popularity, and Chen Rush! also intended to cooperate with her. Ji Chi and Rong Li were dealing with these matters, feeling overwhelmed. Yet, Jiang Junlin was supporting Chen Rushi behind the scenes.

He wanted to see Jiang Junlin, but he couldn’t!

Ji Chi came to Jiang Junlin’s house but couldn’t enter. He had realized that his ability to enter before was silently allowed by Jiang Junlin. When Jiang Junlin stripped him of his power, he finally understood that everything was under Jiang Junlin’s control.

If Jiang Junlin didn’t want to see someone, no one could truly see him.

Ji Chi’s heart was filled with a kind of madness. Out of anger, he had sent someone to crash into Jiang Junlin, but he had done his research beforehand. Jiang Junlin was sitting in the bodyguard’s car, and he wouldn’t have really hurt him.

Moreover, driving slowly in the snowy weather, even if the car had overturned, the person inside would be completely unharmed. In fact, it was a warning to Jiang Junlin. His patience had reached its limit.

Sure enough, a phone call came today!

“If not this way, how could you have seen me?” Ji Chi laughed wickedly.

“You always act without considering the consequences,” Jiang Junlin frowned, feeling a bit annoyed. He was good at controlling his emotions, and the few times he lost his temper were mostly because of Ji Chi.

Ji Chi’s madness hid behind an innocent exterior. His love and hatred were both extreme. “The last time I was ambushed in City A, it was your doing. Don’t think 1 don’t know!”

“It wasn’t me!” Ji Chi’s eyes darkened. “I…”

“Really?” Jiang Junlin looked at him with a cold smile. That time, Jiang Junlin had nearly lost his life, the bullet narrowly missing him by an inch. “The script was well-written. You sent someone to assassinate me, and then you appeared as a hero, swooping down like a god of war into my life.. Perhaps you expected me to be touched and offer myself to you, isn’t that right?”