“Of course it’s true… What do you want to ask? Could it be you did something guilty and you’re afraid I’ll find out?” Lin Jingying countered.

“No, no, what could I possibly do to feel guilty?” Li Qianfan replied with a nervous laugh.

Even after confirming again, Li Qianfan still felt uneasy.

Back at the hotel, Li Qianfan couldn’t sit still in his luxurious suite, constantly feeling like Lin Jingying hadn’t told the truth.

But asking again now seemed inappropriate.

Forget it, let it go.

After all, Liu Ruyan had promised not to interfere in his private life. Even if he sought women outside, she wouldn’t mind.

And even if she did get angry, a bit of sweet-talking would settle things.

With that thought, Li Qianfan climbed into bed, ready to rest, only to be startled by the sudden crisp sound of the doorbell ringing.

Confused, Li Qianfan went to the door and opened it, only to find that the person standing outside was none other than Lin Jingying.

“It’s so late; what are you doing here?” Li Qianfan asked.

“Are you sure you want to talk to me here at the door?” Lin Jingying replied.

Without hesitation, Li Qianfan grabbed Lin Jingying’s slender wrist and pulled her into his suite.

After closing the door, Li Qianfan asked, “What is it you want? If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t beat around the bush.”

“Are you sure you want me to say it?” Lin Jingying asked.

“Go ahead, I’m listening,” Li Qianfan replied.

Lin Jingying’s cheeks flushed slightly, as if embarrassed to speak. After a long moment of hesitation, she finally summoned her courage and asked, “At that little restaurant… with Cheng Shufen and Li Xiaotong…”

Li Qianfan’s entire body stiffened, his muscles tensing instantly.

“You saw?” Li Qianfan asked.

“I did,” Lin Jingying nodded.

“Then why did you say earlier that you didn’t see anything? You even lied, saying you arrived just then,” Li Qianfan demanded angrily.

“There were so many people on the street! How could I bring something like that up in public?” Lin Jingying retorted, both embarrassed and annoyed.

Silence.

Awkwardness.

Li Qianfan felt like his toes could scrape “The Last Supper” into the soles of his shoes in embarrassment.

“How much… did you see?” Li Qianfan cautiously probed.

“Not everything, but that doesn’t matter. The point is, when I arrived, I saw you in the back kitchen, with Cheng Shufen and Li Xiaotong… doing *that*.” Lin Jingying replied shyly.

“Alright, now that you’ve seen it, there’s no point hiding it from you anymore. Yes, I was with them. Both of them are my women,” Li Qianfan admitted.

“You’re unbelievable… They’re mother and daughter! How could you do something like this? It’s completely immoral!” Lin Jingying scolded sharply.

“If I told you it wasn’t me who initiated it, would you believe me?” Li Qianfan asked.

“Not a chance,” Lin Jingying shot back, rolling her eyes at him, her face still flushed.

Li Qianfan spoke seriously, “I’m telling the truth. I didn’t start it. Let me explain everything to you. It all started with the night you first checked into this hotel…”

Li Qianfan began recounting how he met Li Xiaotong, treated Cheng Shufen’s syphilis, and helped the mother and daughter settle the troubles caused by the Blood Teeth Association.

Lin Jingying’s expression revealed a look of sudden understanding, mixed with surprise as she gazed at Li Qianfan.

After all, curing syphilis demonstrated that Li Qianfan’s medical skills were indeed extraordinary.

“That night, Aunt Cheng wanted to thank me. She prepared a table full of great food and drink, and we all had quite a bit to drink,” he continued.

“After the meal, I was about to leave, but Li Xiaotong didn’t want me to go. Plus, I’d had too much to drink, and then the two of us… didn’t expect her mom to discover us.”

“Aunt Cheng—who used to be in the flesh trade—has a rather open mind about these things between men and women. On one hand, she wanted to thank me in her way; on the other, she was afraid I might hurt her daughter because of how… intense I can be.”

“So, Aunt Cheng joined halfway. She and Xiaotong worked together to… serve me. Honestly, I wanted to refuse, but they were just too irresistibly tempting. I couldn’t hold out and ended up…”

Scratching his head, Li Qianfan added, “Sister Lin, please don’t mention this to my sister. She’d be upset.”

“Doesn’t your sister already know you’ve got lots of women outside?” Lin Jingying asked.

“She knows, and she doesn’t object, but if she found out that as soon as I arrived in Dadong City, I hooked up with Aunt Cheng and Xiaotong, she’d definitely feel unsettled about it,” Li Qianfan replied with a bitter smile.

“Why should I keep your secret? What do I get out of it?” Lin Jingying asked.

“I’ve already been protecting you as your bodyguard. Isn’t that enough?” Li Qianfan retorted angrily.

“But I agreed to pay you for it, didn’t I? I’m not asking you to work for free,” Lin Jingying argued confidently.

“You really think I’m doing this for money? Your little bit of money doesn’t matter to me at all,” Li Qianfan shot back irritably.

Displeased, Lin Jingying responded, “Your attitude isn’t making me happy. I’ll go tell your sister everything right now.”

“You’re threatening me, huh? What exactly do you want?”

Li Qianfan jumped up from the bed and strode over to Lin Jingying.

Lin Jingying was momentarily startled by Li Qianfan’s imposing presence. After all, she had seen his skills firsthand, and his aggressive demeanor was indeed somewhat intimidating.

But when she remembered that she held leverage over Li Qianfan, she felt there was no need to fear. Besides, because of Liu Ruyan, she knew he wouldn’t actually hurt her.

With her confidence restored, Lin Jingying crossed her arms and said, “What are you going to do? Hit me? Violate me? Fine, go ahead! Your sister is right next door in the neighboring suite. One scream from me, and she’ll be here instantly. Let’s see how you handle that.”

That sentence instantly deflated Li Qianfan.

“Oh, my dear Lin Superstar, what do you want? This has nothing to do with you in the first place. Can’t you just stay out of it?” Li Qianfan said, deeply frustrated.

“If you want me to keep your secret, it’s not impossible, but you’ll have to make it worth my while,” Lin Jingying replied with a cryptic smile.

“Make it worth your while? What do you mean? How exactly do you want me to please you?” Li Qianfan asked.

Hearing his words, Lin Jingying’s cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red.

She looked Li Qianfan up and down a few times before extending one of her high-heeled feet in front of him.

“Start by giving me a foot massage. I’ve been rehearsing all day, and my feet are killing me.”

A foot massage? That’s easy!

And besides, Lin Jingying’s high-heeled feet really were gorgeous—delicate, petite, like works of art.

Li Qianfan had long wanted to touch Lin Jingying’s jade-like feet!

Without hesitation, Li Qianfan agreed, “Sure, no problem. I’ll massage them for you right now.”