Chapter 76 The Cold War

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When Li Jiahe first saw Wen Yining in person, she was a little surprised and a little disappointed. She was even more beautiful than in the photos, with a striking and stunning beauty.

He has beautiful eyes, is tall and thin, but I don't know what his personality is like.

But even with a face like that, and a terrible personality, there will still be people who like her.

Unable to resist asking Ye Qingchi, "How long have they been together?"

Ye Qingchi sat down to rest, unscrewed the bottle of water, watched the two figures leave, and said with a smile, "I have no idea how those two got together."

Why do you say that?

Li Jiahe asked inquisitively.

Ye Qingchi didn't reply. She remembered that she wasn't familiar with Chen Jiabai, so she let it go. It wouldn't be good if too many people knew, and who knows when it would get out. "After you saw Wen Yining, did you feel like there was no hope?"

Li Jiahe's expression darkened, and she said reluctantly, "It's not that exaggerated. I think he's already immune to beautiful women. He can come into contact with all kinds of girls around him."

"Aren't you the same? For a young master, are beautiful women a rare commodity? No, it mainly depends on whether you get along."

Ye Qingchi felt that at most, it was more exciting for his good brother to have had sex with him. "He doesn't have a high sense of morality, but he has a decent sense of responsibility. Once he's slept with someone, he'll make sure to provide for them materially."

With his arm draped over his knee, he watched them play ball, clicked his tongue, and thought back, "I've never seen a girl call a scumbag or come to settle scores with him after being slept with."

Li Jiahe also thought about the gossip she had heard, "Indeed, some people say he's hard to pursue, but they didn't complain about anything else. It would definitely be worth it to date him."

Ye Qingchi always thought he was quite generous, not the type to be rich but brainless, and wouldn't spend money on others casually.

If you urgently need money, just give him a call or send a message, and he'll transfer the money without hesitation or asking what it's for. Of course, this doesn't apply to casual acquaintances; the relationship needs to be at a certain level.

Sun Yao, who was playing basketball with Li Jiahe, looked at her and said, "What are you doing? You still like him? My roommate even asked me to ask you if you have a boyfriend yet. He wanted to ask you out."

Li Jiahe said calmly, "Let him give up. I only want to date Shen Yueze. I'll wait for him to break up with her."

Ye Qingchi didn't say much. He was used to girls like this, so it was normal for her not to give up.

Sun Yao was so bored he couldn't play basketball anymore. He said sourly, "Only rich kids can enjoy the attention of beautiful women."

"You're wrong. It has little to do with whether he's rich or not; the main thing is that he's handsome."

Li Jiahe and Li Xiayi come from similar backgrounds; their parents earn over a million a year and spend money lavishly. Everyone they know also has some money.

"Among the people I know, very pretty girls would never fawn over a rich second-generation heir. That's just what outsiders imagine. Those who go to nightclubs don't count."

"In real life, people with tens or hundreds of millions of assets don't have many suitors because they can't afford to spend too much on girls, and they don't even have much pocket money of their own."

Li Jiahe then asked Ye Qingchi, "Right?"

Ye Qingchi smiled and said, "More or less."

If an ordinary second-generation rich kid isn't outstanding enough, has a bad personality, and isn't pursued by any great beauties, their life won't be very luxurious.

But those like Shen Yueze, who are among the top 200 in the country, are a different story.

Morality and law are merely tools used by those at the top to constrain those at the middle and lower levels.

However, Ye Qingchi was too lazy to say more.

Li Jiahe continued, "In addition, they are quite ordinary-looking, short, mostly only 1.7 meters tall, and if they don't pay attention to their figure, they are also fat."

"On the contrary, there are more simps for handsome guys. Otherwise, why would so many people be chasing after celebrities and spending money on them like crazy? My best friend is especially crazy. She buys hundreds of items that her idol endorses."

Sun Yao: "Rich people are rarer than handsome men, right?"

"But not all girls are materialistic. Think about it, if a girl's face, height, or weight is not good enough, she can't be considered handsome."

Li Jiahe fell in love with Shen Yueze at first sight, but at that time she didn't know what his family background was like.

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After finishing their meal, the two went straight home.

On the way, the car stereo played his favorite songs randomly. Wen Yining, sitting in the passenger seat, felt that the air conditioning was a bit too cold, blowing directly on her, making her skin feel cold. She adjusted the direction of the fan blades and sat up straight again.

He didn't say much, his expression was indifferent, his hands were on the steering wheel, and his posture was relaxed and casual. He didn't even look at her while waiting for the traffic light.

She felt cold from the air conditioning, but her chest felt very dry.

And so we arrived at Zhaoshan Apartment.

She doesn't need to go to the film set tomorrow morning, and she's almost familiar with her lines. Aside from analyzing films, she doesn't have much other work. She asked him, "Want to see a movie?"

"You take a look first, I'll talk to you when I'm done."

Then, he went into the study.

Wen Yining's eyes showed a hint of disappointment, and she didn't know if he was telling the truth or not. However, she didn't follow him. Instead, she went to the bathroom in his master bedroom to take a shower. She had been filming outdoors all day in 40-degree heat. Even with air conditioning, it was no use. She was covered in sweat and felt uncomfortable.

Here's her toothbrush, but no towel or clothes. She always uses his, burying her face in his bath towel. It smells wonderful, a fresh citrus and woody scent.

The layout of the apartment was similar to hers. She casually put on one of his T-shirts from the walk-in closet. She was thinking of finding some casual shorts to wear with it, since her underwear was already in the dedicated washing machine and she couldn't go around naked. But after hesitating for a moment, she put his pants down instead.

The living room was empty, and occasionally she could hear him talking to someone in the study. She turned down the volume and heard a couple of sentences. It was indeed work-related; he wasn't lying to her. As long as he wasn't chatting with a girl, it was fine.

I went to the kitchen, cut half a watermelon, held it in my arms, stuck a spoon in it, snuggled back onto the sofa, and took a big bite. It was crisp, sweet, and juicy.

The air conditioner was set to 26 degrees Celsius. The humidity and oxygen levels here seemed different from the air outside. She had a thin blanket draped over her legs and watched a foreign film, "Fifty Shades of Grey." Many people had recommended it to her, saying it had a lot of sex scenes.

This temperature is perfect for sleeping. You can relax in a cozy, comfortable position, holding a watermelon and eating it slowly.

The first twenty minutes of the movie weren't particularly exciting, and she started to feel a little sleepy, but she thought it was too early, it wasn't even ten o'clock yet.

After a while, Gray and Anna inside got down to business, moving around each other's bodies with ice cubes in their mouths.

She remembered that Shen Yueze had also mentioned playing with ice and fire, but at the time they didn't have the tools and hadn't tried it yet. He knew quite a few ways to play and was quite experienced.

Have you played with other people before...?

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The drowsiness vanished instantly, my emotions were heightened, my attention was focused, I turned up the volume, stared at the projection screen, and in the darkness, the restlessness in my heart burned stronger and stronger.

She didn't finish the movie, nor did she pause it. She didn't even want to wear slippers anymore, so she got off the sofa and went straight to the study.

Shen Yueze twirled a pen in his hand, a pile of documents lay on the table, his brow slightly furrowed, his posture languid as he pondered something. His computer screen was lit, and he was still on the phone talking to Shen Qiyan. "Hmm, that's all."

Hearing the noise, he turned his head and looked over, scanning her up and down. His gaze fell on her bare legs, and he raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

Wen Yining paused. She had originally intended to seduce him, but as soon as she closed the study door, she regretted it with a "click"—he was still on the phone.

The person was already sitting on the desk in front of him.

He lifted the hem of the T-shirt and took a look.

Wen Yining got down, wanting to leave, but couldn't. Her waist was encircled, and she was held in his lap, facing him, their lips almost touching. He whispered, "Who's that over there?"

"My brother."

His free hand began to reach inside her clothes, but found nothing. He asked in a somewhat frivolous tone, "Is this what you learned on set?"

She'd only been gone for two weeks, and she'd already learned how to seduce men.

Wen Yining tried to stop him by tugging at his forearm, saying, "Finish your call first."

He replied to the person on the other end of the phone, "Go on."

Shen Qiyan paused for a moment, but didn't seem to care. He seemed used to Shen Qiyan's carefree attitude and didn't mention anything else, continuing the conversation from where they left off.

Shen Yueze played with her for a while, then absentmindedly replied with a couple of "Big Brother"s. Feeling unsatisfied, he couldn't stand it for more than a few minutes. Shen Qiyan, being a shrewd person, hung up on him first.

Wen Yining was lifted onto the table again, his heart pounding. He was almost unable to resist the deep kiss. Their lips and tongues intertwined, and he sucked and bit the other. When asked to go to the living room, he refused and deliberately said, "You've gotten the documents all wet."

She then noticed that there were documents underneath, with dense writing and obvious water stains.

She was much gentler than she was at the villa on set, and even had the patience to care for my front.

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A note from the author:

[I've revised the last part of the previous chapter; remember to check it out if you're interested.]

It's past 2 AM when I finished writing; I'll finish earlier next time!

Is it sweet? This sweetness might come to an abrupt end in the next chapter, but I didn't say it was a angst story, haha. [cat emoji]

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There's a high chance it will be tomorrow. I'll try my best to update daily, but if I don't, don't wait. I've been typing on my phone since April 17th. [emoji]