The driver nodded and opened the car door.
"Watch her go in."
"Okay, then come back first."
When Yin Jiayi came out of the restroom, she looked out through the glass door and saw that the car that brought her there was no longer there.
She finally found a place to sit down and felt at ease. Her phone vibrated in her pocket, and when she took it out, she saw the photo in her "Special Concern" section.
Yin Jiayi casually dialed the number for her.
It rang for a long time before being answered.
The music was deafening.
Just as she was about to speak, a boy's voice came out; it was in Korean.
"Hey, Nan Zhi isn't here. He's in the restroom right now."
Before he could finish speaking, his phone was snatched away.
Why are you answering my call? Move aside!
Kim Nam-ji walked out of the private room with his phone in his hand.
"Hello?"
"It's me, where are you?"
The four words are concise and to the point.
A smile appeared on Kim Nam-ji's lips as she leaned against the wall, looking weak and boneless.
Are you coming to see me?
"Um."
"But I'm with my teammates right now, so it's inconvenient."
Yin Jiayi lowered her voice, seemingly a little angry.
"Gold, South, and Wisdom."
"Okay, okay, come on over. I'll send you the address. Call me when you get there and I'll come down to pick you up."
After hanging up the phone, Yin Jiayi received the address from her, got up, and dragged her suitcase to the parking lot.
When she arrived at the KTV, she parked her car on the side of the road and called her again. The phone rang three times before it was answered.
Are you very busy?
Yin Jiayi felt that her patience, which she was so proud of on the court, was about to be completely exhausted.
Kim Nam-ji ran downstairs, panting heavily.
"The music was too loud, I couldn't hear you, where are you?"
Yin Jiayi lowered the car window.
"Across from you."
She opened the car door and got in.
"Yin—"
Before he could finish speaking, his lips and tongue were seized.
Yin Jiayi's kiss was both passionate and tender.
"You and that man..."
"Hmm..."
Kim Namji leaned back slightly, and Yoon Jiayi, worried that the back of her head would hit the seat, reached out to cushion it and also lifted her head up.
She was a little out of breath and spoke intermittently.
"It's my...teammate..."
"Then why did he put his arm around your shoulder?"
"It's just... for taking pictures..."
Kim Nam-ji reached out and put his arm around her neck, responding to her passionately.
"That photo... is only visible to you."
Yin Jiayi stopped what she was doing, a smile appearing in her eyes.
"That's excessive."
Although they see each other every day during the competition, it has been a long time since they last got intimate.
A superficial attempt won't satisfy her.
Kim Nam-ji touched her lips almost imperceptibly, blinking his eyes, looking completely harmless.
"Who told you to tell Jane Changnian my secret on the field?"
Yin Jiayi was captivated by her charm, reached out to unbuckle her seatbelt, leaned over, cupped her face, and whispered sweet nothings in her ear.
"I knew you would win, but I can't let my team lose too badly. You even gave Shi'an a gift, but I didn't."
The jealousy in his words could be smelled for miles around.
Kim Namji's eyebrows curved into a smile. She was so a little weak-kneed by her teasing that she managed to squeeze out a sentence.
"I'm friends with... Xie Shi'an."
"And what about me?"
Captain Yin persisted, pulling her close around the waist and forcefully lifting her from the passenger seat.
Kim Nam-ji responded to her with enthusiastic actions.
The girl's words easily extinguished all reason.
"You... are my lover."
Yin Jiayi's eyes suddenly reddened, and the kiss moved from the corner of her lips to behind her ear. She gently brushed aside the hair at her temples with her fingers and said fiercely.
"Namji... I miss you so much."
"Um...me too..."
Kim Nam-ji tilted her head back and let out a soft moan of unbearable discomfort.
The temperature inside the carriage gradually rose.
Yin Jiayi adjusted the seat back a little.
Kim Nam-ji's shoulder strap slipped down.
The buttons on her clothes were ripped open.
It was already late at night, and there were few pedestrians on the road, but electric bikes still passed by from time to time. Kim Nam-ji grabbed her hand, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Yin Jiayi...no...not here..."
"I'm sorry, I missed you so much. The car windows are one-way, so I can't see outside, okay?"
"That...that's not allowed..."
Now Kim Nam-ji is like a startled little rabbit, her ears turn red when she gets shy.
Yin Jiayi chuckled, pressing her forehead against hers, trapping her in the narrow space, their breaths mingling.
"Then... shall we... go... to... a hotel...?"
She held Yin Jiayi's hand, but the man's fingertips were still drawing circles in his palm with ill intent, swirling around.
The atmosphere became increasingly ambiguous.
Yin Jiayi said in a low voice.
Don't you miss me?
Kim Nam-ji looked away and whispered.
"I...I'll go up and tell my friends."
Yin Jiayi then released the person back, satisfied.
"Okay, five minutes, I'll wait for you."
Kim Nam-ji immediately tried to get out of the car, but couldn't open the door, and became indignant.
"Yin Jiayi!"
She blinked, looking somewhat innocent.
"Why are you running so fast? Oh, I forgot to mention, give me your passport and visa."
"What! Are you afraid I'll run away?!"
Kim Nam-ji angrily pulled it out of her bag and threw it at her.
With a click, the car door was finally unlocked.
“We, Nan Zhi, keep our word and definitely won’t run away, right? Don’t we need identification to book a hotel room?”
Kim Nam-ji was taken aback. When he got out of the car, he slammed the door shut. Still not satisfied, he wanted to kick the tire again.
Yin Jiayi said casually.
"Hey, don't be like that, this is a rental, you can do whatever you want with my car."
"Yin Jiayi, you bastard!"
The angry young lady threw her handbag through the glass window, hitting her, and stormed off in her high heels.
Chapter 88 Guilt
Before the plane took off, Xie Shi'an called Qiao Yuchu twice more, but no one answered. She bit her lip and thought for a moment before making a third call to Cheng Zhen.