The plane seemed to be delayed; by 2:20 PM, there was still no news. Zuo Shaoxin grew impatient, demanding tea one moment and juice the next, making the staff even more flustered, unsure of how to handle this beautiful noblewoman.
Dong Qin watched her assert her dominance with a cold eye. Suddenly, she realized that a woman’s desires were so simple: a fancy dress, an elegant dinner, or a chance to show off could completely satisfy them. Zuo Shaocin was essentially such a simple woman; her desires were straightforward. Lu Jinghao probably appreciated this simplicity, finding it convenient, which might be why he kept her by his side. Perhaps there was no so-called love between them at all, just convenience.
At 2:40, Zuo Shaocin’s phone rang with a melodious serenade. She immediately beamed and answered with an incredibly sweet and gentle voice, “Darling, have you finally arrived? I was so anxious waiting for you! How’s Tuo? … Yes, I’ve brought Dong Qin over… Yes, okay, we’ll head over right now.” She hung up the phone and stood up gracefully.
“They’re here, in the lobby,” she said, suddenly gripping Dong Qin’s arm with force, making her wince in pain but she remained silent, just watching her. “A stepfather is a stepfather, understand? If you have any messy ideas, don’t blame me for not giving you any face! Even if you’re my daughter, I’d still kick you out!”
Dong Qin gave a mocking smile, “I’m not interested in old men. Is it surprising that he can’t even satisfy you?”
Zuo Shaocin stared at her for a long moment, then released her grip and walked out.
