Chapter 191 Extra 15

Mu Yanrui’s first reaction was to look at the house number, 801, that’s right.

He suddenly understood.

"Senior asked me to come look for her. Is she here?"

"She's not awake yet."

In the oppressive silence, Tong Zhongyuan raised his hand and handed over a stack of money.

"Use it to buy a cell phone, or a ticket home."

Mu Yanrui looked at the stack of money. His heart felt as cold as if it was immersed in a deep well, but his face became warmer inch by inch.

"unnecessary."

Tong Zhongyuan smiled softly.

"Did your teacher ask me to give you the money? Or do you want me to wake her up now and have her give it to you in person?" His voice was soft yet cold. "When adults encounter problems, they deal with the situation, not their emotions."

Mu Yanrui raised his head and met a pair of slightly raised, indifferent and ruthless eyes.

The sound of even breathing rose and fell in the quiet room. Qin Tian turned over, let out a long sigh of satisfaction, and leaned against the warm chest, rubbing against it like a cat. The arm around her tightened, holding the kitten in his arms.

In a daze, she thought, she'd grown accustomed to sleeping alone for so many years, the slightest noise in the room would wake her up. And now, with such a grown man beside her every night, his breathing, his tossing and turning, she'd surprisingly adapted in just a few days. She'd fallen asleep in his arms, greeted the morning together. So quickly, she'd made him part of her life.

Her hand gradually moved up from his low waistline to the plain.

"Awake?" His low voice sounded.

"Well, what time is it?"

"It's noon."

The lecture started at 3pm, so he was still in time. But Mu Yanrui had promised to accompany him to get a mobile phone card, so he kept him waiting.

"Your student was here. I gave him the money and he left the hotel." He knew what she was thinking.

Qin Tian sobered up a bit. Was it resolved just like that? Yesterday, Tong Zhongyuan had rushed all the way from Beijing because of Mu Yanrui's situation. Although he denied it, she was already familiar with his angry tone and demeanor. She was certain he really hated Mu Yanrui.

"You didn't do anything to him, did you?"

Tong Zhongyuan was silent for a moment: "I beat him and sent him to the hospital."

She chuckled and said, "Speak nicely."

"He needs money now, and I lent him the money. What else can I do? Send him back to his parents? He's 22, not 12. Even if he were 12, I would just give him the money."

Qin Tian smiled helplessly. She almost forgot that in his eyes, there was nothing that money couldn't solve. If there was, it was because the money wasn't enough.

"Let's not talk about him, let's talk about something serious." He rubbed her hand that was resting on the back of her neck.

Yes, he came here in the middle of the night. What should we do about the public opening ceremony of Yuan blue and white porcelain? Qin Tian stroked his hair gently.

"Song Suiyang is here, why don't you let her speak for you?"

"That's not the serious thing I'm talking about." The fingers tangled in her hair caressed her lips. "Did you really not like the last time we had yesterday?"

Qin Tian withdrew his hand and glared at him. Shameless, always reviewing everything after finishing it. And he still had the nerve to call it a serious matter.

He took her hand and put it back on his neck, speaking softly.

"I'm afraid I might misunderstand you and you won't tell me if you're uncomfortable." He kissed the palm of her hand. "Sex has been a very important thing since ancient times. There's nothing to be shy about. The more you communicate, the happier you'll be."

She turned over and ignored his unreasonable arguments.

"So, for a yes or no question," he insisted on communicating unilaterally, "if it feels good, then nod your head, and if it doesn't, shake your head."

Qin Tian didn't want to discuss this topic with him any further. She pushed herself up from the bed and said, "Are you annoying? I'm hungry. Let's go eat."

Tong Zhongyuan stretched out his hand and pulled her back into his arms.

I'm hungry too, very hungry." His voice had a hateful itchy tone, "Let me finish eating first and then go..."

He was indeed hungry. The burning sensation in his lower abdomen made her realize how hungry he was. She held onto his chest, desperately trying to resist.

"I have a lecture this afternoon!"

"I'm quick."

"...You think I will believe you!"

“This time it’s real.”

She and Tong Zhongyuan wrestled on the bed, and the arms that had just been used to resist him unconsciously wrapped around his narrow waist.

They made it to the lecture at the last minute and weren't late. Tong Zhongyuan, knowing he was in the wrong, obediently didn't come to cause trouble. After she finished, they went to Leifeng Pagoda to watch the sunset. At dinner time, Mu Yanrui sent a WeChat message, which was a transfer of 5,000 yuan. Qin Tian looked at Tong Zhongyuan. He actually gave him money to go home. Qin Tian took the money and asked him if his journey home was smooth. He simply replied and thanked her. Then there was no sound.

After the three-day lecture, Tong Zhongyuan and she stayed in Hangzhou for another two days to enjoy the scenery before driving back to Shanghai.

Song Suiyang returned to Shanghai with Tang Zhixu. Tang Zhixu's exhibition opens in Beijing next week. For the past month, he's been traveling back and forth, spending little time in the museum.

Two weeks ago, at the Shanghai Museum Café, he and Tong Zhongyuan had met. Tong Zhongyuan nodded to him from a distance. He picked up the phone, turned away, and walked away.

Song Suiyang never stopped talking along the way. He was either eating or talking about Tong Zhongyuan's battle with Zheng Bing's entire family in Beijing.

Tang Zhixu was so annoyed by her that he would rather change his flight than fly on the same flight with her.

"What on earth is Zheng Rongyan thinking? She insists on dragging Teacher Tong into the competition. The whole family is like fighting cocks. In ancient times, this would be a showdown between two great sects!"

Tang Zhixu tapped his chin impatiently and answered absentmindedly.

"What can I think about? I'm attracted to him."

"Ah!!" Song Suiyang exclaimed, "That's impossible! We just met once!"

Tang Zhixu ignored her, opened his laptop and put on headphones.

Song Suiyang was still reeling from the shock. The more she thought about it, the more it seemed possible. The biggest change Tong Zhongyuan had brought to her was her mindset. Now, she saw everyone else as a small-time talent, feeling a surge of superiority.

Even if it was Zheng Bing's granddaughter who wanted to take advantage of Tong Zhongyuan, she would be like a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

This family first wanted to embarrass Tong Zhongyuan, then took a fancy to his beauty. They wanted to have the best of both worlds. Tsk tsk, what a plan.

After getting off the plane, she spent her commute looking up the restoration competition Zheng Rongyan had mentioned. She knew about the competition, but her skills had only improved over the past six months, and she had never considered that a competition of this level had anything to do with her.

But now, she suddenly felt that the Shanghai Museum could no longer remain silent in the world of cultural relic restoration. In terms of seniority, she and Zheng Rongyan were the same: Zheng Bing's granddaughter, He Wu's apprentice. Although she could not replicate He Wu's glory, she would never disgrace her master!

As soon as Tang Zhixu landed, he received a message from Annie, asking him if he wanted to have dinner together tomorrow.

He and Annie had met several times during this period. The second time they met, she had changed her elegant outfit from the first blind date and was now wearing jeans and a shirt.

After dinner, Annie suggested a stroll along the river to help digest the food. Blowing her hair in the breeze, she tilted her head and asked him if he liked sports. They could go play ball or bike riding together next time. Tang Zhixu was a little surprised. He'd assumed Annie's type might enjoy yoga and dancing, but cycling, with its high UV index, wouldn't be her cup of tea.

“Cycling requires equipment, and I don’t usually have that much time,” he replied.

"That's right," she smiled openly. "Actually, I don't really like cycling. I wanted to ask you to go skiing in the winter, but it's summer now and I don't want to wait that long."

Tang Zhixu frowned: "It's too hot to go cycling in the summer. I really love sports. Shouldn't I go swimming or something?"

Annie smiled into the wind and said, "Okay, if you want to go swimming, let's go together."

Tang Zhixu was silent for a long time, and his old problem came back again.

"Just kidding."

Anne's gaze remained on his face, but the stars in her eyes dimmed.

That night, the conversation returned to a safe zone. After that, whenever he was in Shanghai, they would meet about once a week.

He had thought about what he really thought of Annie. Annie was beautiful, elegant, and considerate, and she just happened to appear at the perfect time. Whether it was him in the past or him in the future, it was impossible for him to ignore such a girl.

But, the only thing is, he can't do it now.

"I know you're the one who can't have a gap, but I'm never going to be the one to fill that gap."

Those words, spoken three years ago, carried with them unspeakable regrets and left an indelible mark on him.