"Mr. Mark, don't mention it." Rose was afraid she didn't deserve it, "I can try. But Mr. Bright has the final
say. Besides, he has never taken back his words. I am not sure whether I can persuade him or not. So,
Mr. Mark, don't thank me now. I'm not that reliable."
Rose joked to make Mark at the ease.
"I'm sorry to embarrass you, Ms. Rose. But if it is convenient for Mr. Bright, why don't you introduce me
to him, so that I can directly speak with Mr. Bright? In this way, it will not affect you and Mr. Bright."
Mark felt that he could make an attempt and did not have to embarrass Rose.
"I'll ask him first to see if it is convenient for him to meet you." Rose could only do her best, "Why don't
you go back and wait for my call?"
"Mark, since Rose said so, you don't have to worry." Jennifer comforted Mark, "Your grandmother is still
in hospital. Go see her first."
Mark was anxious. He was really afraid that with Bright's nature, by the time he was up tomorrow
morning, the Fan family had gone bankrupt.
But he could not force Rose again. He was lucky to get her help.
"OK. Sorry to have caused you guys so much trouble." Mark nodded and left the Linder family's villa.
Seeing Mark leave in disappointment, Jennifer was also worried, "Rose, what's going on? How could
Bright take aim at the Fan family?"
Rose took Jennifer's hand and then told her the whole story, "So, Bright did it for me and wanted to
teach Timothy a lesson."
"It seems that Bright is really attached to you." Jennifer let out a sigh, "He did it all for you. If you
intercede for the Fan family, will he be angry? Let me be the bad guy."
"Grandma, Bright is reasonable. As long as I talk to him, he will understand." Rose already knew that
Bright was not what he was rumored to be. He was open to reason.
The reason why others said he was ruthless and heartless was that those people did not understand
him, or those who were punished deserved it.
He would never hurt a person for no reason.
Jennifer patted Rose's hand, "You're right."
Then, Rose called Bright, "Did you go back to City J?"
"No. I still have some things to deal with." Bright replied, fingertips sliding lightly over the touchpad of
his laptop, "Do you miss me?"
What he meant to deal with should be the affairs of the Fan family.
"Yes, I miss you. I want to see you. Where are you? I'll come to you." Rose thought Bright was too
confident. Every time she called him, he would think that she missed him.
"Mrs. Lee is so frank and honey-mouthed today?" Bright raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"That's because Mr. Bright sent too many desserts this afternoon." Rose responded humorously.
Bright burst out in peals of laughter, "So I'll be able to hear Mrs. Lee's sweet words every day?"
"I'll say if you want to hear it." Rose was thick-skinned to see him.
"I'm at Asgard Lake Community." Bright told her the address, "I'll have the driver pick you up."
Wasn't Asgard Lake Community a superior villa in City H? It was in the third ring road, where every
piece of land was extremely precious.
That was his friend's house? After all, with his status, it wasn't surprising that he had friends
everywhere.
"I can drive myself. It will take a long time for the driver to come and pick me up." Rose said.
"It seems Mrs. Lee is so eager to see me. What do you think I should do to reward you for your
enthusiasm when I see you later?" Bright teased, which made Rose shy.
"We can talk about it when I get there." Rose said calmly.
"When you get to the gate, someone will be there waiting for you to lead you in." Bright said. After all, it
was a superior villa and access to it was very strict.
"Okay."
Rose left Doris to Jennifer and drove away from the Linder family's villa in her red Ferrari to Asgard
Lake Community.
She arrived in less than half an hour. When she reached the gate, she saw Bill.
Bill showed his ID to the security guard before the security guard let Rose in. Then, Bill got in the car
and gave Rose directions.
They drove into villa 68, Asgard Lake Community. The courtyard was paved with gray and blue round
bricks, which were as beautiful as flowers.
After parking the car, Rose followed Bill into the villa. They crossed the hall, stepped into the living
room, and then went to the left of the second floor. They pushed open the door to Bright's study.
Rose went in and looked at the large study. The color of the study was mainly light, which was elegant
and warm.
The bookshelf against a wall was very high, with a lot of books, which dazzled Rose.
When Bright saw her, he smiled and hooked his finger at her.
Rose walked over and stood on the side of the desk, her hands lightly propped on the edge of the
desk, "Are you still busy?"
Bright reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her down to sit on his lap.
Rose was caught off guard. Before she could recover from her surprise, he already put his one hand
around her soft waist and pressed the back of her head with the other, pulling her closer to him. Then,
he kissed her.
His kiss was aggressive, passionate, and eager. Rose took his hot kiss, following his rhythm.
Bright was even more dominant and forceful, sucking her lips.
Rose could not resist his passion. Her body was weak. Her arms hooked around his neck and she
leaned on his strong body, letting him do what he wanted.
Bright let go of her the moment she could not breathe. Rose felt weak all over.
"Do you think it is appropriate as a reward for your eagerness to see me?" Bright looked down at Rose,
who was leaning on his shoulder and gasping.
"..." Rose felt wronged. When was she eager?
"You blush ... Are you shy?" Bright saw that she blushed and did not answer.
"I'm just feeling a little hot ... " Rose did not admit it.
"Take off your clothes if you feel hot." Bright's hand on her waist slid down.
Rose held his hand and changed the topic, "You've been working in the study. Have you had dinner
yet?"
"Not yet." Bright had eaten late for lunch. So, he wasn't hungry now.
"I haven't eaten either. How about I make noodles for you?" Rose's eyes were shining and her lips
were swollen and red.
Bright, however, reached out, pinched her chin with his thumb and index finger, and lifted it. Then, he
smiled, "I want to eat you more than noodles...."
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