Chapter 290: A Night of Passion

Baoer wore a dark face. She had known all along that Jun Zhimu's subordinates were just as bad-tempered as their master.Originally, when coming back by car, Junzhi Mu said that she was already annoyed...Misfortunes never come singly.

When a person is in decline, all sorts of misfortunes befall them.

She took two bags of trash to the first floor of her apartment building and threw them away. As she rode the elevator up and down, several male residents passing by glanced at her more than once. Qiao Baoer felt guilty and her expression was awkward all the way.

She was wearing a pale purple silk nightgown, luckily her mind wasn't broken in the cold winter, she remembered to put on a long wool coat over it. The dark green Korean-style wool coat made her complexion look even fairer, her lips were red, and her eyes were brighter. Although she looked beautiful, she was very troubled at the moment.

No money, no phone...no underwear.

And he forgot his keys too.

I don't know if other people renting houses would have these kinds of misunderstandings. Qiao Baor held her head down, staring at her white and tender feet. She was wearing sloppy flip-flops and walking around the community with a "da da da" sound, she couldn't help but sigh.

I am deeply ashamed, even she doubts how I have survived these years.

It might be a cold with a low fever, that's why my brain isn't working well.

Qiao Baoer buttoned up all the buttons on her coat for the first time in such a conservative manner, and then went to find the property manager for help.

But really, bad luck has struck.

"Miss, I'm new here and I don't know where the spare key is. Would you mind waiting a moment"

She looked at the new property guy, "About how long will it take," she subconsciously crossed her arms and tightened her coat, feeling very awkward, "...Could you please call and ask I'm not available right now."

The young man didn't know what she found inconvenient, but since the beautiful woman had a request, he readily agreed to handle it as soon as possible. He even shyly asked her if she wanted to wait in the property management office.

"No, thank you."

She decided to go back to her apartment and wait.

She glanced at the elevator entrance. It was 10 pm, and a group of office workers who had just finished work were waiting for the elevator. Qiao Baoer decided to take the stairs instead.

Unwilling to be jostled, she glanced down at her chest and let out another sigh.

There's some dust on the stairs, probably because few people walk this way and the cleaning lady is being lazy. Right now, she's the only one on the stairs, her footsteps echoing through the hallway. The motion sensor lights above flicker to life with each step, casting a quiet glow.

Joe Baoer had to climb four flights of stairs. She wasn't in a hurry, so she walked slowly, looking down as she went.

Her mind was still racing. She had just heard the new guy on the phone, that group of old property managers went out for supper and wouldn't be back for at least an hour, "meaning we have to wait here for at least an hour..." Ugh, it was kind of infuriating.

In case those old men get carried away, she might have to spend the night staring at the door.

"Why don't we borrow a phone from the neighbors and have Xiao Zhu come over to save us" You always think of her son Xiao Zhu in times of need.

She was deep in thought, but she wasn't watching where she was going. Suddenly, she bumped headfirst into someone.

Suddenly astonished, he looked up.

"You..."

Jo Baoer felt that her brain was getting duller. The yellowed lights on the stairs cast a hazy glow, and she wasn't sure if he was a phantom or real.

"Pay attention when you walk." The voice, sharp with annoyance, was all too familiar. It rumbled low.

Jo Bao'er's brain flashed like a light, she didn't know if it was fear or shock, and cried out in panic, "You, how could you be here!" Her eyes reflected his cold face.

Junzhi's shepherd ignored her.

He turned and continued up the stairs.

Qiao Bao'er froze in place for a second, glanced at Apartment 402 on her left, which was already hers, and then he walked upstairs...

"You, Junzhi Mu, are the insane person from 502!"

She recalled something, her tone complex, and hurried after him in three strides for every two.

At that moment, the man standing before door 502 turned to face her, seemingly displeased by her remark "you're crazy". He frowned slightly and scrutinized her with a piercing gaze in the darkness.

Qiao Bao'er hesitated and stopped at the stairs, five meters away from him. She didn't take another step forward.

"You, you why live here"

His piercing gaze made her feel uncomfortable, but she still mustered the courage to ask a question.

Qiao Bao'er waited nervously for his reply. She had suspected that the tenant upstairs was someone she knew before, and she had even wondered if it could be him. At that time, it was just a guess, but now she was looking at him truly and realistically.

There's a fluttering in my heart, an indescribable mix of emotions. Nervousness, bewilderment, and...a touch of excitement.

However, he said nothing, merely taking out his keys and opening the door.

"Master Jun, why are you living here!" His ignoring of her made her impatient to question him further.

She didn't believe that Young Master Jun would come to this old, small apartment for no reason. He could get this whole district if he wrote a project proposal. An idea popped into her head, but she dared not fantasize about it.

Everything is different now, she's just an ordinary person. She doesn't dare, and she no longer has the confidence to imagine, if he did it for her.

"Shepherd of the people, I speak to you!"

There seemed to be a truth, just behind a veil, and she desperately wanted to know it. She cried out his name, her eyes welling up with tears.

The man who pushed open the door to room 502 remained impassive, ignoring her words.

But, as he stepped inside, he paused, turning back. His sharp eyes were still so clear, so unfamiliar. "What do you want from me"

qiao Bao'er fell completely silent.

If she had been driven to tears just moments ago, his cold and sharp questions now were truly ironic.

You care a lot, but he doesn't care at all.

She didn't understand why he suddenly asked that. A thought flashed through her mind, she had never really understood him, she couldn't comprehend his thoughts, and probably never would.

Qiao Bao'er looked at him quietly, this man seemed so far away from her.

"You want ads, then come with me." His voice was colder, more irritable.

What are you going in there for

Qiao Baoer's expression was mechanical, and suddenly, she didn't want to get close to him.

She felt that he was a complete stranger. She didn't want to see him, and she couldn't believe how cold he had become. Every time she saw his face, her heart would flutter with a desire to run to him, only to be met with more disappointment and heartache.

Lord Jun seemed to dislike her expression very much, his tone clearly laced with anger as he reminded her, “Miss Qiao, what do you think a man and a woman can possibly do in a room together”

"You're doing well on the set recently, climbing into the top four thanks to Lu Qinan's connections... Qiao Baier, you should know the rules, haven't you learned how those women are vying for attention"

Naked sarcasm.

She didn't know how to react, Qiao Bao'er just froze.

Then she heard him stride directly into room 502, his footsteps heavy and measured.

She thought he was just being sarcastic like last time, and she wasn't good at fighting back with words. She held it in, then turned around and went back to her own place.

No matter how Lu Qinan tries to protect you, it won't work. If you don't come in tonight, you will be immediately fired tomorrow morning.

"Junzhimu, don't go too far!"

Jo Baoer was driven to desperation, and without a second thought, she charged in. Her angry voice echoed through the eerie and shadowy Apartment 502.

He didn't turn on the light, only the dim corridor lamp cast some light into the room. He stood inside, his figure, noble and graceful, stretched long and demonic by the darkness. As if he had anticipated her anger, she ran in just as he opened his arms to embrace her.

Qiao Bao'er felt very downcast. Holding him at that moment, all her emotions seemed to vanish into thin air.

Actually, she missed him a lot, all the time.

His movements were direct, without any preamble, he went straight to the bed.

They are still legally married, and they haven't been intimate in a long time.

qiao bao er couldn't tell what she was feeling, as if her soul had been emptied. She only felt the man on top of her moving quickly and roughly.

She felt a knot in her chest, anger rising. She reached out and pushed him away, not wanting to give in.

But the more she pushed, the harder he clung to her.

By the end, Qiao Baoer was too tired to even know how she fell asleep. All she knew was that as her eyes closed, a rather amusing thought popped into her head.

A night of passion, once indulged in, is better left undone.

Except for the pain, there was nothing else. And he... he seemed to be struggling all night, clinging to something with all his might. blankly at the ceiling without saying a word.Sleeping and waking up are both tortures."Little Zhu, I really heard children crying, they were very scared, crying loudly, heartbroken..."The only consol...