Picking Up Fragments

Although Jiang Siming had taken such advantage of her, Ishihara Satomi was not angry. She just lowered her head and pursed her lips.

It seemed like she was silently protesting why Jiang Siming had to make a move on her in the taxi. It was too embarrassing...

"Let's go, back to the hotel to sleep," Jiang Siming said, dismissing Ishihara Satomi's little grievance and protest. Sleep... sleep?

Ishihara Satomi, holding Jiang Siming's hand, felt like a puppet being pulled along, allowing Jiang Siming to lead her into the hotel.

"Good evening, Chairman!"

"Good evening, Chairman!"

As soon as they entered, Ishihara Satomi heard the hotel staff greeting Jiang Siming.

"Chairman? Onisan, is this hotel yours?" Ishihara Satomi asked, somewhat surprised.

Jiang Siming didn't answer her. Instead, he walked up to the front desk and said, "Check if a Japanese woman named Takahashi has returned to the hotel."

Normally, customer privacy would prevent such requests, but when the chairman speaks, they dare not refuse, and they immediately started checking.

"Chairman, Ms. Takahashi checked out an hour ago. I heard she rushed to catch a flight back to Japan," the front desk informed.

"Your agent really is fast. Otherwise, I would have had to take her to the police station for some tea," Jiang Siming said, somewhat regretfully.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Ishihara Satomi's face. She self-deprecatingly said, "I never thought she would leave after all the years we spent together. I considered her my best confidante."

Seeing Ishihara Satomi's mood drop, Jiang Siming pinched her chin and tilted her head up.

This move was quite frivolous, but if it were between a couple, it would be sweet.

"No more confidante sister, but do you want a confidante brother?" Jiang Siming asked with a smile.

"Mm..."

Ishihara Satomi's momentary disappointment was quickly swept away by Jiang Siming's teasing.

She tried to pull her head back, but Jiang Siming held her chin firmly, keeping her face in his palm.

This was similar to the popular online gesture where one reaches out, and the other person leans in. It was sweet and intimate, something only couples usually do.

The female front desk staff covered her mouth and giggled, enviously watching Ishihara Satomi. This woman was not only incredibly beautiful, but most importantly, she had attached herself to the chairman.

The male staff were equally envious of Jiang Siming. The first girl the chairman brought was already good-looking enough, but he hadn't expected him to replace her with someone just as stunning.

At first, they thought Jiang Siming was very loyal because he always brought Jiang Lan.

But now, they could only think, "Haha, men!"

But they were still enviously whispering, "So lucky..."

"Let's go, pack your things and move to a new place," Jiang Siming said.

"New place? Where to?" Ishihara Satomi asked in confusion. Wasn't this hotel good enough? She was already staying in a room costing 20,000 a night.

"Just follow me," Jiang Siming said, then turned to a male staff member. "Xiao Zhi, could you please go to the Chinese medicine clinic and get a new set of acupuncture needles?"

After taking a high-end genetic drug, Jiang Siming was able to clearly remember everything he saw, including all the hotel staff's names.

When the male staff heard Jiang Siming remember his name and speak so courteously, he was so excited that he kept nodding, immediately rushing out to find the clinic.

Jiang Siming led Ishihara Satomi upstairs and went to her room first.

"Hurry up and pack your things. I'll take you to a more comfortable room," Jiang Siming said, looking around Ishihara Satomi's room.

Unfortunately, he had hoped to find some underwear left carelessly around by Ishihara Satomi, but he saw nothing.

Ishihara Satomi was very tidy, so there was no way her clothes were scattered around.

She obediently entered the room, grabbed her luggage, and followed Jiang Siming to the top floor.

When she entered the new room, she understood what Jiang Siming meant by "more comfortable."

Her 20,000-a-night room was like a bathroom compared to this one.

To be honest, Ishihara Satomi had stayed in five-star hotels a few times before, but none of them were better than this one.

However, now for Ishihara Satomi, it no longer mattered what room she stayed in. What mattered was that Jiang Siming was in the same room as her.

A single man and a single woman sharing a room, Ishihara Satomi's body became a little stiff.

She pretended to be calm and went to the bedroom to organize her luggage.

Not long after, she heard Jiang Siming's voice from outside.

"I'll be going back now."

Then came the sound of a door closing.

Ishihara Satomi quickly ran out of the bedroom, only to find that Jiang Siming was no longer there.

"Onisan..."

Ishihara Satomi thought Jiang Siming had really left and assumed he must have been angry because she ignored him.

Panicking, she rushed to the door and opened it, trying to catch up with him, but the hallway was empty.

At that moment, a figure appeared behind her, smiling at her.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't left yet."

Ishihara Satomi's face immediately turned pink, and without caring about her inner shyness, she threw herself into Jiang Siming's arms.

"Onisan, you are such a bad guy!"

Ishihara Satomi pouted in Jiang Siming's arms, her face red like a heroine from an anime.

Jiang Siming couldn't hold back anymore. He hugged her and lifted her chin again. This time, he didn't just do nothing, but leaned down and kissed her.

Previously, Ishihara Satomi had stolen a kiss from him, and he missed his chance. Now, Jiang Siming was going to make up for that 'loss'.

As soon as Jiang Siming's lips touched hers, Ishihara Satomi froze. She struggled a little symbolically but then melted in his arms.

Just at that moment, the waiter arrived with the acupuncture needles and happened to see the door wasn't closed. Fortunately, they were only kissing and didn't do anything else.

"Sorry, Chairman, I didn't know..." The waiter thought he had disturbed Jiang Siming and quickly apologized.

Jiang Siming kindly patted his shoulder, took the acupuncture needles, and said, "It's fine, don't worry. Go to finance to get the money for the acupuncture. And by the way, order a late-night snack from the kitchen, my treat."

"Thank you, Chairman," the waiter said excitedly before leaving.

Jiang Siming closed the door, and Ishihara Satomi had already run to the bedroom, not daring to show herself.

She ran to the bedroom? Well, that just played right into his hands. Heh heh.

Jiang Siming followed her into the bedroom, where Ishihara Satomi was still busy packing her luggage.

"Get on the bed and lie down. I need to clear up those bruises for you," Jiang Siming instructed.

Ishihara Satomi, holding her clothes, seemed at a loss. Her little brain froze for a few seconds before she obediently lay down on the bed, tightly closing her eyes.

Jiang Siming looked at her, amused. He never expected this Japanese girl to be so shy, almost like a bashful plant.

Lying on the bed, ready to be admired, was truly tempting.

Today, Ishihara Satomi was wearing a gorgeous dress that was stunning and showed off her beautiful figure.

Especially after lying down, the dress on her upper body was pushed up by her well-endowed chest, making it hard to look away.