Jiang Jingyu first grabbed the phone into his hand, then pretended to rummage through Lu Jiaying's bag.
"President Lu's stomach hurts again. I'll get her some stomach medicine. Excuse me, the three of you, please drink up. She'll be back soon."
After searching the bag for a while and not finding anything, he simply picked it up.
"I'll just take it for President Lu to find it herself."
He successfully slipped out of the private room.
Xu Lei sneered and winked at the two of them.
"It seems Lu Jiaying isn't coming back. She's wary of us."
"Then let's go too. I'll pay the bill. You two, proceed with the plan quickly."
Vice President Li and Vice President Wang left the restaurant arm in arm and returned to the hotel.
They went to the lobby reception, stated Lu Jiaying's room number, and then said she had drunk too much and lost her room card. They asked for a spare room card and to retrieve their belongings stored there.
"A client urgently needs a document, and we need to send it quickly. Please hurry."
Having stayed here for a few days, they were already familiar with the front desk staff.
Besides, it was the front desk who had recommended the restaurant to them before they left.
The receptionist, not suspecting anything, handed over the room card, and the two successfully went to Lu Jiaying's room.
Technical Vice President Li hid a newly developed smart home monitoring probe by Zhan Group behind an art painting positioned on the wall above the bed, then retreated.
When Jiang Jingyu returned to the bathroom, Lu Jiaying was patting her face with cold water.
Her alcohol tolerance seemed genuinely poor. In just over a month, he had seen her drunk twice, and her reactions were more exaggerated each time.
Last time, only her face had turned red. This time, even her neck, ears, and the skin on her arms were flushed. It looked quite alarming.
"President Lu, are you alright? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"
"I'm fine." Lu Jiaying closed her eyes and shook her head. "I'm so sleepy. I just want to go back and sleep. Let's go quickly."
Wearing high heels, she stumbled along, finding it difficult. Jiang Jingyu had to support her.
However, both of them were hot, and their hands touched, feeling as if they were about to ignite.
In short, they returned to the hotel in a rather disheveled state.
Passing the reception, the staff there wanted to greet them, but their eyes didn't even glance that way.
Upon reaching the room door, they swiped the card to open it. As soon as Jiang Jingyu let go, Lu Jiaying kicked off her high heels. Just like last time, she irritably took off her suit jacket, threw it on the floor, and rushed into the bathroom.
As she walked, she untied her hair. Her dark, beautiful hair cascaded down like a waterfall, carrying a faint fragrance. Jiang Jingyu felt even hotter.
Eager to go home and take a cold shower, he said to Lu Jiaying, "President Lu, I'll be heading back too."
He placed his bag on the sofa, closed the door, and left her room.
As a result, when he reached his own door and swiped his card, he remembered that his phone and room card were in Lu Jiaying's bag.
He had no choice but to return and ring the doorbell.
The doorbell rang once, twice, three times, five times. Jiang Jingyu was starting to get impatient when Lu Jiaying finally opened the door leisurely.
As the door swung open, Lu Jiaying, wet, appeared unexpectedly. Jiang Jingyu's breathing immediately became uneven.
Her black, thin-strapped camisole was wet, clinging tightly to her body, making her skin appear smooth and tender like a peeled egg, rising and falling.
Water clung to her hair and eyelashes, dripping down her fair cheeks and onto her chin.
For some reason, under the reflection of the water droplets, her eyes and lips looked different from usual.
Despite being barefaced, she was incredibly alluring, captivating Jiang Jingyu's gaze.
At the same time, he felt like he was dying.
He was so hot he felt like spontaneously combusting. If he didn't take a cold shower soon, he wouldn't be able to survive.
"My phone and room card are in your bag."
After staring at Lu Jiaying for several seconds, he finally spoke with difficulty.
Lu Jiaying, barefoot and groggy, turned to look for her bag without paying attention to her feet.
The floor was too slippery. The moment she turned, her foot slipped, and before she could scream, she tilted backward.
Jiang Jingyu, with quick reflexes, rushed into the room and caught her.
They both fell to the ground, with Lu Jiaying's head landing in a very sensitive spot for him.
One looking up, the other looking down, their eyes met.
As they looked at each other, it's unclear who made the first move, but their lips, which had never touched someone of the opposite sex, inexplicably met.
Then, the room door was closed, and Jiang Jingyu carried her into the bathroom.
Even with their lack of experience and slowness in such matters, upon waking up and seeing each other's state and the messy room, they knew what had happened.
However, their reactions were different from ordinary men and women who had crossed this boundary.
Knowing she had crossed a major line in her life, Lu Jiaying's first reaction wasn't to cry and demand Jiang Jingyu take responsibility, but shame.
She felt she had betrayed the trust of Zhan Beijue and Jiang Nanfang.
She felt she had betrayed the cultivation and nurturing she had received from Lu Qingxu and Melody over the years.
In their eyes, Jiang Jingyu was still a child who hadn't grown up. She was a full eight years older than him. How could she have committed such a mistake, worse than an animal?
Jiang Jingyu was also confused.
In his eyes, Lu Jiaying was his superior and a senior figure in private.
Although he greatly admired her work ability, liked her fashion sense, and sometimes quietly appreciated her contrasting charm, he had never imagined their relationship would turn into this.
It was too awkward. They were both so awkward they didn't know how to start a conversation.
After waking up and finding themselves huddled together, upon recognizing each other's faces, they quickly pulled apart.
Each had their own internal monologue for a while.
Finally, Lu Jiaying, the more experienced senior, spoke first.
"I don't remember what happened last night, and I believe you don't either. So there's nothing to dwell on. I trust you won't say anything about the current situation, so let's leave it at that. Hurry up and get your clothes and leave."
Jiang Jingyu, being a man, had grown up witnessing his male elders take responsibility for their partners. He felt that since something like this had happened, he should at least give Lu Jiaying some explanation. Leaving like this didn't seem right.
He wanted to say something, but his life experience was too shallow, and he genuinely didn't know what to say.
"I remember what happened last night..."
Lu Jiaying's awkwardness made her hair stand on end. "I said I don't remember, so you're not allowed to remember. Get out!"
A moment later, Jiang Jingyu, speechless, put on his clothes, ran his hand through his hair, and opened the door to leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out, he ran into Xu Lei.
This woman was dressed similarly to how she was yesterday, with a smiling face, as if she was about to knock on Lu Jiaying's door.
Seeing him, the smile on her face became even brighter.
"Oh, Xiao Jiang, up so early?"
After saying that, as if afraid Jiang Jingyu would infer something else, she quickly added.
"I heard your flight was booked for ten in the morning. It's not even seven yet. Why disturb President Lu so early?"
"Her stomach doesn't hurt anymore, right? There's millet porridge in the restaurant downstairs. If she's already up, I'll call her to eat together."