Chapter 380: Chapter 380

All of a sudden, she heard people talking outside the artificial hill, and Fang Ruo hurriedly tried to stand up from the ground.

With no one around, being here alone with Ding Fan, a bachelor with a single lady, if others saw this, even with a hundred mouths, she wouldn't be able to explain clearly.

As the Binding Powder on Fang Ruo had just been neutralized, her movements were still inconvenient. She had barely stood up when she lost her balance and plunged straight into Ding Fan's arms.

At that moment, Ding Fan was finishing his pose recovery, and he had not anticipated Fang Ruo to suddenly do this.

For a moment, Fang Ruo found herself in a full embrace—and that wasn't all—her tender and delicate lips landed directly upon Ding Fan's.

Fang Ruo's lips were somewhat cool but fragrant and plump, carrying a maiden's enticing scent…

Whimpering... Fang Ruo's face turned beet red. She had intended to get up, but her legs simply weren't cooperating, possibly due to the lingering effects of the poison.

And while Fang Ruo still maintained this embarrassing posture with Ding Fan, a flashlight beam suddenly shone directly on them. The person who came saw everything clearly.

"Help me up…" Fang Ruo's face was so red it seemed blood might drip from it as she removed her mouth from Ding Fan's lips.

It was already hard enough to explain what was going on, and now in such a condition, it was even more impossible…

Moreover, her precious first kiss had been so confusingly taken by that bastard, Ding Fan…

But no matter what, Fang Ruo couldn't continue to hold this posture with Ding Fan.

Ding Fan also wanted to get Fang Ruo off him, but now with her pressing down on him, where was it appropriate for him, a man, to place his hands on a girl? If he didn't handle it properly and caused more trouble, that would be too much of a loss…

However, since Fang Ruo requested that he help her up, Ding Fan didn't hesitate, and his hands directly reached for her armpits.

Fang Ruo's figure was rather delicate, and although Ding Fan was supporting her armpits, the softness of her chest was still mostly under his control.

At that moment, Ding Fan really didn't mean to take advantage, but there was no other way to lift Fang Ruo apart from that area.

Fang Ruo felt like crying then; almost every part of her body had been touched by Ding Fan. But he was well-intentioned—had it not been for him, she would have been harmed by the Elder from the White Lotus Sect. If not for Ding Fan, wouldn't she still be immobilized?

So although Fang Ruo felt aggrieved, she had unspeakable suffering in her heart.

"Who do we have here? It turns out to be Young Master Ding…" Just as Ding Fan lifted Fang Ruo from his body, the person had already recognized Ding Fan.

Ding Fan stood up from the ground, carrying Fang Ruo in his arms.

Clearly, Fang Ruo's legs were still not functioning smoothly, so Ding Fan couldn't just throw her on the lawn, could he?

Ding Fan turned to look at the person speaking to him.

Seeing this person, Ding Fan was startled—the person was none other than Henry, from the Royal Family of Denmark, whom he had met during the day.

At that moment, in Henry's arms was a beautiful Caucasian woman, whose dress had been torn to shreds, while Henry's suit was in complete disarray.

Seeing the two people's appearance, and considering they were at this place in the dead of night, Ding Fan immediately realized they had been here for a tryst.

Ding Fan really disliked the sense of superiority radiating from Henry. Uninterested in someone he disliked, Ding Fan, holding Fang Ruo, quickly left.

Henry watched as Ding Fan walked away with Fang Ruo, ignored. However, he wasn't angry; on the contrary, there was an inscrutable smile hanging on his lips.

"Darling... come on..." The Caucasian woman coquettishly beckoned Henry.

Henry promptly pinned the woman to the ground, and like dogs mating on the grass, the two started to frantically take from each other…

Ding Fan carried Fang Ruo quite a distance away before finally setting her down.

By then, Fang Ruo's legs had regained feeling, so walking by herself wasn't a problem.

"You saved me, but you also kissed me, so we owe each other nothing..." Upon being set down, Fang Ruo hesitated before throwing out this line and then promptly walked away.

Watching Fang Ruo's retreating figure, Ding Fan smiled lightly.

Fang Ruo had nearly fallen for the Elder's ploy from the White Lotus Sect all because she was looking for the illusory image he created. Thinking of this, Ding Fan resolved to tell Duorou afterward that under no circumstances was he to make himself appear so handsome again…

After parting with Fang Ruo, Ding Fan looked around and eventually found a kebab shop that was still open.

Having ordered some food, he carried it back to the hotel.

Because of the time spent outside, Su Maner was actually squatting on the couch watching TV when Ding Fan got back to the room.

With her hair up, Su Maner's attractive side profile was revealed with clear, captivating eyes and delicate, fair skin... And there she was, an enchanting beauty only wrapped in a bathrobe.

Wearing nothing else under the bathrobe.

Just that sight was enough to unsettle any man facing such a beauty. Even Ding Fan had to recite the Heart Clarity Spell silently to calm the heat within his lower abdomen.

At that time, Su Maner was genuinely hungry. Normally, she seldom ate skewers, but today, she couldn't care less, grabbing two sticks in each hand and quickly devoured several generous portions of meat.

"I bought some beer..." Ding Fan said as he handed a few cans of beer to Su Maner.

Having skewers without beer always felt like something was missing. In Yanjing, Mu Zi once treated Ding Fan to skewers.

Skewers with beer, that's an absolutely perfect match.

At that moment, Su Maner was also enjoying herself. She had no guard up against Ding Fan, and she opened a can of beer and took a big gulp.

Su Maner could hold her liquor quite well; however, she was the type who 'blushed' easily after drinking.

Simply put, a little bit of alcohol would turn her face beet red.

Su Maner's originally pretty little face was now even more charmingly radiant.

Seeing Su Maner's slightly tipsy and naively cute look, the heat that had simmered down in Ding Fan's belly flared up again.

Su Maner was already an extremely beautiful woman; now, with such a tempting demeanour and an adorably sweet appearance, how many could resist?

"Ding Fan... thank you for what happened in Dongcheng before... I misunderstood you then, and today I want to formally apologize to you," she said.

After a few swigs of beer, Su Maner found the courage to say to Ding Fan.

At that time, Ding Fan traded places with Su Maner. For a long while after, Su Maner felt guilty inside. He had treated her with genuine kindness, yet she had misunderstood him...

Qinger had even argued with Su Maner over this, resulting in Qinger barely speaking to Man Er even now.

"Those things are in the past; let's not dwell on them," Ding Fan replied.

Back then, the main reason Ding Fan had swapped places with Su Maner was to leave Dongcheng unnoticed, not the noble reasons Su Maner imagined, like trading his life for hers...

When faced with a formidable enemy, all Ding Fan wanted was to slip away quietly...

So, in Ding Fan's view, there was no need for thanks... after all, it was just something he did in passing.

"Ding Fan, do you like Qinger?" Su Maner suddenly asked out of the blue.

Ding Fan was momentarily stunned; he had not expected Su Maner to come out with such a question.

Back at Immortal's Peak, Ding Fan had saved Su Qing, and he still remembered some of the events of that day. Qinger had been injured in the upper thigh, and Ding Fan had even used his mouth to suck out the venom from the wound...

Qinger and Su Maner were twin sisters, but their personalities were completely different, with Qinger's being warm and Man Er's being cool.

Comparing the two sisters, Ding Fan indeed appreciated Qinger a bit more, but that was just admiration, far from actual liking.

"Qinger is a good girl; why do you ask?" Ding Fan looked at Su Maner beside him and said.

Su Maner glanced at Ding Fan and took a deep breath before downing a big gulp of beer. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚫𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦⚫𝘯𝘦𝘵

"Qinger likes you..." Su Maner said, looking at Ding Fan.

Su Maner, who had years of experience in the business world, had a pair of eyes that could see through people's hearts. Knowing how to place people based on their strengths was something a boss should do, and Su Maner did it very well.

Under Su Maner's incisive gaze, Ding Fan didn't even hesitate. He slowly shook his head and said, "I already have someone I like, but it's not Qinger..."

Ding Fan's tone was calm, with no pretense, and Su Maner could tell he wasn't lying.

Ding Fan was tactful in his words, but Su Maner understood: he was indicating he did not like Qinger.

"May I make a request, then?" Su Maner looked at Ding Fan and asked.

Ding Fan nodded. "If it's not too complicated, I can help..."

Su Maner pondered for a moment and said, "If you don't like Qinger, could you please not see her anymore?"

Ding Fan was taken aback, as he had not expected Su Maner to make such a request.

Ding Fan looked at Su Maner, whose eyes held hope and a plea...

"Alright," Ding Fan nodded.

After this auction, Ding Fan planned to settle down and find a place to close himself off and improve his cultivation. With limited time for cultivation, where would Ding Fan find the time to meet Qinger or Man Er?

"Thank you..." Su Maner stood up, bowed deeply to Ding Fan, and said.

Su Qing had fallen for Ding Fan, a man of refined temperament, capable of capturing a girl's heart so that she could hardly extricate herself. Since Ding Fan did not like Su Qing, Su Maner hoped he would never see Su Qing again...

At least that way, Su Qing wouldn't get hurt...