Chapter 167 Stepping on the Fox's Tail 22 Dragon Boat Festival

To Yun Chiyi's surprise, Lin Yuche could drive, and his driving skills were steady, maintaining a steady pace, just like the person he was.

Well, at least I learned something useful in the human world.

We arrived at the Yun family's house at noon.

When the car was parked in the garage at the entrance, as usual, someone came to help open the door.

The person who arrived saw that the driver was a man and immediately froze on the spot. This was the first time the young lady had brought someone home.

Yun Chiyi replied in a flat tone: "Guest."

That's quite rare.

The butler saw the two of them get out of the car at the door, and he hurriedly turned around and went into the kitchen to report.

At this moment, Yun Yizhou and Nan Xizhao were in the kitchen wrapping zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), simply experiencing a traditional custom.

The butler stood respectfully at attention, placing his hands in front of him: "Mr. Yun, Miss is back."

Yun Yizhou, unable to tie the rope properly, gripped the crumpled zongzi leaves in his large hands. Hearing this, he raised his head and laughed heartily: "In previous years, it always took three visits to invite him back. Why are you here so early today?"

"She probably hasn't eaten yet on the way. Ask her if she wants some noodles I cooked."

Nan Xizhao put down the delicate little rice dumpling, also in a good mood, and turned on the tap to wash her hands while talking.

"Mr. Yun, Madam, Miss has brought some friends over." The butler's voice was barely audible as he buried his chin in his neck.

After she finished speaking, Yun Chiyi's cheerful voice echoed through the living room: "Making zongzi? What kind of filling?"

The two elders turned around simultaneously and spotted Lin Yuche behind her.

She and he were both wearing green shirts in the same color scheme today, and the handsome man and beautiful woman looked like a perfect match at first glance.

Yun Chiyi moved gracefully and casually said, "My arm hurts so I can't drive, so he drove me back. It's a holiday, and he lives far away, so he stayed to have dinner with us."

Since the guest was a guest, Yun Yizhou naturally wouldn't be impolite: "I'm so sorry, the kitchen is a bit messy. Please sit in the living room."

Lin Yuche said, "Sorry to bother you."

Yun Chiyi stopped Yun Yizhou from walking towards the living room, and then reached out to pull Lin Yuche into the kitchen, which was filled with the twilight.

She said, "There's no need to be so reserved. Aren't you making dumplings? He'll help."

Yun Yizhou glanced at the zongzi in the basin out of the corner of his eye. He had wrapped three but still hadn't figured out the trick. He didn't believe that young people these days still had this skill.

Nan Xi saw that Yun Yizhou wanted to compete, so she took off her apron and put it aside: "How can we let the guests cook? Leave it all here and let them come in and help."

Under Nan Xizhao's cold gaze, Yun Chiyi tied an apron on Lin Yuche.

The two elders looked at each other, took a deep breath, and realized that this gesture seemed a bit too intimate.

Yun Chiyi took Nan Xizhao's wrist and walked out with a smile: "I bought you a necklace, let's go out and try it on."

It means leaving the two men alone in the kitchen.

Lin Yuche heard it clearly: Yun Chiyi let out a subtle laugh as she closed the kitchen door.

She's playing him again.

The kitchen was even emptier, leaving Lin Yuche and Yun Yizhou staring at each other blankly.

Yun Yizhou was surprised that this young man was so calm. He took a deep breath and picked up the pitiful zongzi leaf, rolling it into a triangular shape.

"There aren't many people, so please order fewer."

Lin Yuche nodded and began to work methodically. He first cleaned up the messed-up stove, picked up the scattered glutinous rice grains one by one, put them in his palm, rinsed them, and put them back in the basin.

His hands are long and nimble, and he performs each step almost perfectly.

Yun Yizhou narrowed his eyes and silently learned some techniques.

Thinking of something, Yun Yizhou casually asked, "Do you usually cook for Xiaoyi?"

Lin Yuche replied: "Occasionally."

When she was home, he would always be in charge of one of her meals: breakfast, lunch, or dinner.

It was just a casual question, but the answer was unexpected. Yun Yizhou smiled faintly, his jawline unconsciously tightening. He continued, "Do you visit each other's homes?"

Lin Yuche replied in a flat tone, "Often."

Yun Yizhou's smile vanished: "What hobbies do young men like you have these days?"

He decided to get to know this man whom Yun Chiyi particularly favored.

Lin Yuche lowered his eyes and thought for a moment. He didn't know other people's preferences, and he didn't have anything he liked.

He told me what he used to pass the time: "Reading."

After listening, Yun Yizhou turned his head in surprise: "You're talking about yourself, aren't you?"

Lin Yuche: "Mm."

There are plenty of people who pretend to be refined and learned in front of him, but this is the first time I've seen someone speak so bluntly. It seems that Lin Yuche doesn't know how to be tactful. In this respect, Yun Yizhou considers himself slightly better.

In the living room, Nan Xizhao sat on the side closest to the kitchen, watching what was happening inside.

Yun Chiyi kicked off her slippers and nestled in the afterglow of the setting sun to read a fashion magazine. She was confident that soon her artists would also be on the cover of this magazine.

"Are you dating this Lin Yuche?"

Nan Xizhao went straight to the point.

Yun Chiyi paused in her flipping of the page, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked up with a faint smile: "No, but it will be soon. I plan to have him pursue me."

Nan Xizhao frowned: "It's rare that you're going to formalize the relationship."

Yun Chiyi's smile deepened, but her eyes remained cool: "Isn't that rare?"

Nan Xizhao looked directly at her, his gaze stern: "Don't try to fool me. We're letting you train outside, but one day you'll have to come back to the company. We should choose your marriage partner. You need to find someone who is worthy of you."

"Sure, it's not like I'm not going to agree. What's wrong with that? Can't I even experience the pain of love? Be careful, or I might just elope with him."

Yun Chiyi lowered her head again and flipped through the magazine: "Lin Yuche is great, what makes him unworthy of me?"

Nan Xizhao snorted lightly: "What is his family background?"

Yun Chiyi started making things up: "A thousand-year-old family with a strong local background."

Nan Xizhao glanced sideways: "I've never heard of this person before."

Yun Chiyi replied dismissively, "He's low-key."

Nan Xizhao said defiantly, "Whatever. Playing around is fine, but you have to know your limits. Getting pregnant before marriage is absolutely unacceptable. Also, don't be too flashy. You may not care about saving face, but I do."

Lin Yuche and she couldn't have children either, because there is genetic isolation between species.

Yun Chiyi confidently assured, "Don't worry about that. You won't even have the chance to hold your grandson."

Something about what she was saying seemed a little strange. Nan Xizhao looked surprised and stared at Yun Chiyi's face as if she had seen a ghost.

Yun Chiyi knew what she was thinking without even looking up: "He's perfectly normal in that area."

Nan Xizhao coughed a few times: "Girls should know shame. How do you know him..."

Yun Chiyi stuck out her tongue.

After chatting casually with Nan Xizhao for a while, the zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) were cooked. The four of us, each lost in our own thoughts, ate a zongzi and finished our dinner in a quiet atmosphere.

Yun Yizhou suggested taking a walk in the backyard.

Yun Chiyi always ate dinner in a leisurely manner, walking slowly behind, while Lin Yuche's pace was even slower, always lagging behind her by half a step.

Yun Yizhou, who was ahead of him, had lost all his temper and was coughing so hard his throat was practically on fire, but no one followed.

Yun Chiyi struggled to suppress her laughter and nudged Lin Yuche's shoulder from behind, saying, "Walk slowly."

A smile played at the corners of her eyes, a smile that shone brightly and alluringly in the night.

She raised an eyebrow, deciding to kill two birds with one stone. She opened her palm and said, "Give me your hand."

Lin Yuche slowly reached out his hand, but Yun Chiyi grabbed it.

"Don't let go, or he'll be furious."

Her fingers were slender and her skin was delicate, as if they would slip through his palm without any effort. Lin Yuche's hand froze for a few seconds, then he clenched it tightly.

Yun Chiyi was used to his behavior; he was just a bit eccentric and wouldn't budge unless provoked.

The stars twinkled in the sky, and Yun Chiyi tilted her head slightly: "This is the first time I've held someone else's hand."

Lin Yu-che asked, "What about our parents'?"

This person is easy to fool, but sometimes they're stubborn and lack any romantic flair.

Yun Chiyi gave him a cold look and shook off his hand, but he held on tightly, causing Yun Chiyi to stumble and fall into his arms, where a large hand wrapped around her waist.

They gazed at each other silently; her eyes were clear, while his were deep and intense.

After a while, Yun Yizhou's heavy coughing came from the front: "It's time to go back and rest."

Lin Yuche immediately let go, but still waited in place to let Yun Chiyi go first.

Back home, Yun Yizhou personally arranged a guest room for Lin Yuche, letting him stay in the best room, but the one furthest away from Yun Chiyi's room.

After taking a bath, Yun Chiyi sat by the window doing a face mask. To be honest, she didn't care whether the Yun family accepted Lin Yuche or not. His favorability rating was only 67, and it was a completely unrelated matter. She would deal with it later.

The system, holding an electronic watermelon, commented: "The male supporting character's favorability is so easy to raise; it was negative 100 just a few months ago."

After removing her face mask, Yun Chiyi began her skincare routine, saying with an air of superiority, "Try having someone else do this."

The system flattered: "That's right, it's all thanks to our lovely and charming host."

Yun Chiyi got goosebumps all over: "Disgusting, shut up."

The system exited the platform with a soft "whoosh".

Goosebumps really crept up Yun Chiyi's arms. She rubbed them together and knocked over a water glass on the table.

The glass shattered on the floor, and cold water soaked her feet. Yun Chiyi squatted down to clean up, when a large, cold, pale hand grabbed her arm. She was startled, but relaxed her guard the next second when she saw it was Lin Yuche.

Why the sudden scare?

"I heard a noise."

Yun Chi sighed, "Every bush and tree looks like an enemy soldier; it's just that the cup got broken."

She stood up, knowing that Lin Yuche would help her clean it up.

He knelt on one knee, his broad shoulder pressed against Yun Chiyi's lower back. She sat back on the edge of the table, pressing her knee against his chest and rubbing against him maliciously.

"Be careful not to cut your hand."

Lin Yuche frowned and looked up at her: "If you hadn't pushed me, this accident wouldn't have happened."

Boring.

Yun Chiyi pulled her foot back, and his long fingers grabbed her trouser leg. She saw him lower his head, but she couldn't see his expression.

"What did you mean by what you said this afternoon?"

Yun Chiyi blurted out, "Which ones?"

For her, it really was a joke.

Lin Yuche shook his head: "It's nothing."

Yun Chiyi hated people who only said half of what they wanted to say. Slightly annoyed, she stepped on Lin Yuche's shoulder with her toe and said in a low voice, "Finish what you're saying."

Lin Yuche's Adam's apple bobbed as he grasped her light pink heel and lifted his slightly reddened eyes.

"Mr. Yun, you've forgotten, haven't you? You were talking about dating and such."