Encroachment chapter 1

 Chapter 1: Wine Dripping in the Cleavage

“Of the three things you have persisted in the longest, what are they?”

Facing the question posed by Jiang Xia, Shen Shuman responded concisely, “Being alive, being single… and having a secret crush.”

Upon hearing this, Cheng Tong, wearing a fiery red and seductive tight skirt, couldn’t contain her curiosity and raised her voice, “Oh~ A blooming iron tree! Little Manman, who are you secretly crushing on? And for how long? Hmm~”

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Her crush was sitting just an arm’s length away from her, within reach yet out of reach.

Because of his presence, her sitting posture tonight was not as upright as usual. She unconsciously supported her chin with her right hand, slightly leaning to the left.

She absentmindedly played the “Truth or Dare” game with Jiang Xia and Cheng Tong, but most of her thoughts were focused on stealing glances at that refined and elegant man—

Wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers, he exuded a sense of high-end sophistication with his height of over six feet and graceful demeanor.

He rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, revealing a powerful and well-defined forearm. His lazy fingers held a few playing cards, while a light blue c*cktail rested by his side.

Amidst the flickering neon lights, his chiseled and handsome face emanated a touch of unapproachable rascality.

“I have answered the question,” Shen Shuman declined, “Is it my turn to spin the bottle now?”

“Hmph,” Cheng Tong pouted, her red lips, “You’re avoiding the point.”

Playing “Truth or Dare” among three acquainted individuals was rather dull.

The empty bottle spun and spun, and after a few rounds, it lazily pointed towards Shen Shuman again.

Cheng Tong smiled mysteriously, “Truth or dare? If you choose the truth, reveal the person you have a crush on.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia pursed her lips and smiled lightly.

Having known Shen Shuman since middle school, what secrets could she possibly hide in her heart? Could Jiang Xia not guess?

It was just a display of wisdom in foolishness, pretending to be clueless.

She glanced at the man sitting diagonally across from her—

He calmly played his last few cards, spreading his hands and wearing a wicked smile. His mesmerizing peach blossom eyes provocatively challenged the other five people who were shouting and cheering.

The noise and excitement from their group formed a sharp contrast with the silence and calmness at their table.

The atmosphere was tense yet subtle.

Shen Shuman bit her lip, trying hard not to look in his direction. “What about a dare?”

“A dare?” Cheng Tong chuckled, signaling frantically with her eyes. “See that handsome guy next to you?”

Shen Shuman followed her gaze.

Even when he simply crossed his arms and sat there doing nothing, the remarkable charm exuding from him instantly caught everyone’s attention.

Cheng Tong entered the Law School at Su Ming University for her postgraduate studies two years ago.

At that time, he was only 22 years old and had already obtained a doctoral degree in medicine. He began working at Hua’en Hospital affiliated with Su University.

It was understandable that she didn’t know about this influential figure.

“Ask him to drink this glass of alcohol for you,” Cheng Tong pointed at the drink in Shen Shuman’s hand.

Shen Shuman had taken only a small sip from the glass, and the quantity hadn’t changed much. But she hesitated, saying, “Isn’t that inappropriate?”

“Then choose truth!” Cheng Tong affirmed, knowing well that Shen Shuman was slightly fearful of men and easily embarrassed.

Shen Shuman hesitated, took a deep breath, and faced the astonished gazes of Cheng Tong and Jiang Xia. She picked up the glass, stood up, and walked over to his side.

After seventeen years of secret admiration, she finally found a second excuse to strike up a conversation with him.

The people at their table were all surprised when they saw her approaching.

Several men’s eyes flashed with a touch of desire, their instincts stirring.

But he remained calm, looking at her as if she were an ordinary cloud, a tree, or a fish.

She was nervous, the cool condensation on the glass mixing with the sweat in her palms, making it difficult for her to hold on.

He raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to speak.

“Can you help me drink this glass of alcohol?” she timidly asked.

The DJ music was loud and noisy, making it difficult for her to hear what she said, let alone for him.

He furrowed his brows slightly.

Feeling anxious, Shen Shuman leaned closer to him, lowering her voice a bit louder, “Senior Wei, I just lost a game. Can you help me with the drink?”

She was wearing an elegant and retro square-necked waist-cinching dress. When she leaned in, her plump and captivating bosom pressed against the fabric, as if it wanted to burst out of its confines.

In the past, she would have intentionally covered it with her hand. But now, in front of him, she was like a peac*ck displaying its charm to the opposite sex.

He casually glanced at her, his gaze darkening.

Amidst the incredulous gazes of the onlookers, he took the glass from her hand, unintentionally giving it a light shake that caused a few drops of liquid to splatter onto her chest.

Feeling the cool and wet sensation, sinking into her cleavage, she quickly covered her chest in alarm.

She faintly heard him apologizing in what could be described as a playful tone.

He downed the contents of the glass in one gulp, and the prominent sensual Adam’s apple in his throat bobbed up and down.

Enthralled, she stared foolishly, forgetting to snap back to reality.

It was only when he returned the glass to her, their fingers brushing against each other, that an electric current surged from their fingertips, causing her heart to tremble. The suppressed feelings she had held captive for years almost burst forth.

Her hand was trembling.

He seemed to notice and gently supported her small hand with his large palm, helping her steady the glass.

The delicate back of her skin felt his fingertips’ slight coolness and moisture, causing her heart to thump rapidly, almost screaming aloud.

In the instant he withdrew his hand, a strong sense of disappointment flooded over her. She sighed inwardly, regretting that it happened too quickly.

She wanted to stay by his side a little longer, but she couldn’t find a reason to do so.

After expressing her gratitude, she turned around to leave, but suddenly, someone grabbed her slender and fair wrist hanging by her side.

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