Chapter 55 Sister Xian Is in Trouble

“I know, I know~”
“Hurry up and sit on the living room sofa~” Fan Bing said with a bright smile as she pushed Zeng Xiaofan out of the kitchen.

Seated on the sofa, Zeng Xiaofan watched Fan Bing move deftly about as she cooked, and couldn’t help but feel a subtle stirring in his heart:

Isn’t this exactly what people mean when they say a woman can shine in the living room and excel in the kitchen?

He hadn’t expected Fan Bing—such a prominent CEO—to be so skilled and efficient when it came to cooking. The more he watched, the more admiration filled his eyes.

Suddenly, the stove faltered and wouldn’t light. Fan Bing bent down to check, and as she did, the hem of her dress lifted, revealing a breathtaking scene that made Zeng Xiaofan’s heart race.

“Mm!” Zeng Xiaofan couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan.

Hearing the sound, Fan Bing immediately turned around, only to see Zeng Xiaofan’s face flushed, his breathing heavy as he stared at her.

Following his gaze behind her, Fan Bing instantly understood.

“You little rascal!”

“You’re terrible!” Fan Bing grabbed a dumpling wrapper and tossed it at him.

Seeing it fly toward him, Zeng Xiaofan reflexively tilted his head back and caught it in his mouth, chewing it with satisfaction.

“Mmm~”

“Sister Bing, your dumpling wrappers are delicious~”

“Hmph~”

“If you don’t get sick from eating raw dough, go ahead and eat as much as you like!”

Fan Bing shot him a playful glare, but couldn’t help laughing.

Amidst their banter, Fan Bing quickly finished making dinner.

As expected, Zeng Xiaofan loved the dumplings she made; Fan Bing’s seasoning was perfectly balanced, leaving him enchanted and reluctant to stop eating...

Once they were full, in the vast villa with only the two of them, the atmosphere began to grow intimate.

Fan Bing went straight to the wine cabinet and, with a pop, opened a bottle of 1982 Lafite right in front of Zeng Xiaofan.

After a few rounds of drinks, both of their cheeks were flushed as they sat together on the sofa watching a movie. Without realizing it, their shoulders drew closer and soon touched.

At that brief contact, both of them trembled slightly.

Fan Bing gathered her long black hair to the opposite side, revealing a smooth, fragrant shoulder and delicate neck on the side nearest to Zeng Xiaofan. As they sipped their wine, the neckline of her slip dress revealed a creamy décolletage, trembling lightly with each breath...

“Xiaofan, honestly, in all my years, I’ve never met a man like you,” Fan Bing said, licking her lips and taking a shy sip of red wine. Her luscious lips seemed to burn even brighter.

Zeng Xiaofan gazed at Fan Bing’s captivating allure and replied sincerely, “Sister Bing, you’re so beautiful…”

Fan Bing covered her mouth with a coy pout, but when she looked up, she found Zeng Xiaofan’s gaze fiery and intense.

A wave of emotion surged in Fan Bing’s heart. This time, she didn’t avert her eyes, but met his gaze head-on.

This only made Zeng Xiaofan even more flustered. He quickly looked away, but when he dared glance back, Fan Bing was still gazing at him with that mesmerizing, watery look.

Zeng Xiaofan swallowed nervously, his Adam’s apple bobbing, but he no longer avoided her eyes.

The two of them stared silently at each other, and in that moment, the air was thick with desire.

“Uh…”

“Ahem, ahem…” In the end, Zeng Xiaofan grew embarrassed and rubbed his eyes.

Fan Bing, however, suddenly arched her back and stood up.

“What’s wrong?”

“Did you get something in your eye?”

“Let me take a look!” Without waiting for a reply, Fan Bing pushed Zeng Xiaofan down onto the sofa.

She lifted a leg, straddled him, cupped his handsome face in her hands, and leaned down to inspect his eyes…

“Mmm~” Zeng Xiaofan let out another muffled groan, his whole body instantly tense.

“It doesn’t seem like there’s any dust…” Fan Bing murmured, lowering her head until the tip of her nose nearly touched his. The curve of her bosom was inches from his face.

“Where could it be? Did it fall onto me instead?”

“Do you want… to take a closer look?”

Fan Bing whispered, twisting her body slightly, her breath warm and fragrant against him.

Faced with this, Zeng Xiaofan wasn’t a fool. He immediately wrapped his arms around her waist and murmured, “Sister Bing… you…”

“What do you want to do…?” Fan Bing smiled seductively, wrapping her arms around his neck. She bit her lip and stretched languidly, then pressed her lips close to his ear and whispered, “Xiaofan, do you want to try a different kind of dumpling…?”

“Mmm!” Zeng Xiaofan’s whole body tightened at her words, his eyes wide, breath coming faster.

He didn’t answer with words, but his hands moved possessively toward her, making his intentions unmistakable.

But just as they were about to lose themselves in passion, Zeng Xiaofan’s phone rang.

“Who could it be… calling so late at night…”

“Honestly… don’t they know it’s time to rest?” Zeng Xiaofan joked to Fan Bing with a smile, while Fan Bing, resigned, sprawled atop him.

“Answer it,” Fan Bing murmured, clinging to him as she gently bit his left fingertips.

Zeng Xiaofan shivered, not wanting to answer, but when he saw it was Li Bixian calling, he picked up.

“Sister Xian… what’s wrong?”

“Why are you calling so late?”

On the other end, Li Bixian was quiet for a long moment, then spoke with a tearful voice: “Xiaofan… I’m leaving…”

“If there’s a next life, I’d like to be your wife…”

With that, Li Bixian hung up.

Zeng Xiaofan was instantly terrified. “What?!”

“Sister Xian! What’s wrong?”

“What happened?!”

He called out anxiously, but there was no reply.

Zeng Xiaofan quickly tried to call back, but the line was dead.

“Oh no!”

“Sister Xian must be in danger!” His heart sank.

Fan Bing, still lying on top of him, heard and released his finger from her mouth. Though her eyes were filled with reluctance, she knew what mattered most.

She immediately got up, straightened his clothes, and, cheeks flushed, said softly, “Go, quickly, find her.”

Zeng Xiaofan scratched his head apologetically. “S-sorry…”

He hurriedly put on his shoes and rushed out. Even after his figure vanished from the villa, Fan Bing stood there in a daze, hugging herself and biting her finger absentmindedly…

Meanwhile, in Peach Blossom Village, Li Bixian was already standing at the head of the bridge, with only the deep, rushing river below…