Chapter 53 People and Things Have Changed

"Squeak." The bathroom door opened a crack.

Cheng Jia, with a bath towel wrapped around her lower body, quickly pulled her clothes inside.

Of course, he knew that Shi Qingci wouldn't be so tasteless, but he still took a slight precaution.

That person is unpredictable; who knows what they might do?

The bathroom door closed again, and Cheng Jia grabbed the shirt, pants, and underwear in her hands.

The pants are basic light-colored jeans.

Off-white long-sleeved sweatshirt, no fleece lining.

Underwear...

Is this new or has it been worn before?

"It should be new." Cheng Jia frowned and looked at it.

He had no other choice but to put it on.

It's true that there's a reason why things are expensive. You know, it takes at least three months for a man to get used to a pair of underwear, but the ones Shi Qingci gave him were instantly comfortable to wear, with no foreign body sensation.

We can't dawdle any longer.

After showering for half an hour, Cheng Jia dried her hair and emerged from the second bedroom, her body reeking of the same ylang-ylang scented shower gel as the one used in the master bedroom.

He felt extremely uncomfortable wearing Shi Qingci's clothes.

The top and pants had been worn before, and the pant legs were a little long. Cheng Jia rolled them up to fit them just right, since she was six centimeters shorter than Shi Zong.

Shi Qingci has grown a little taller in the past five years.

Cheng Jia is still 183cm tall.

"Finished washing? You're so slow." Shi Qingci sat at the dining table flipping through a magazine, glancing up at Cheng Jia, quite pleased with the person wearing his clothes.

It looks much better than the various sexy shirts in nightclubs.

The sound of bowls and chopsticks clattering came from the kitchen.

Shi Qingci turned her head and called out, "Bring the food over, you can go home now, Aunt Liu."

"Okay, okay," the nanny replied.

The food was quickly set on the table.

He picked up his handbag and left the villa.

"......"

Four dishes and one soup.

A small pot of vegetable porridge.

Shi Qingci does not eat staple food in the evening.

Cheng Jia sat in the seat that Lin Baiyue had sat in not long ago.

The dark gray luxury stone island dining table is set up with two people sitting opposite each other, with a distance of 90 centimeters between them on the table, neither too close nor too far.

The phone was probably on the sofa, but Cheng Jia couldn't find it, so she stopped looking for it.

He glanced at Shi Qingci, who was still flipping through a magazine across from him.

"...Aren't you going to eat?"

"You eat first," Shi Qingci said calmly, as if he had never done anything like a forced kiss before. He quickly regained his composure and looked up at Cheng Jia's face. "Why are you being so polite with me? Are you nervous?"

This was the first time they had eaten alone since they reunited.

It felt both strange and familiar.

People are the same, but things are different.

"......"

Cheng Jia picked up the soup spoon without hesitation, and blew on the vegetable porridge, saying, "I'm not nervous."

At least outwardly, he appears calm.

It was just a kiss.

Try to avoid this in the future.

"Cheng Jia." Shi Qingci suddenly called out, moving the magazine aside.

Cheng Jia had just put a spoonful of porridge into her mouth when she lifted her eyelids to look at the person opposite her, indicating that they should speak if they had something to say.

"Do you feel anything when you kiss?" Shi Qingci asked.

"--cough!"

Cheng Jia choked and coughed violently before she could swallow a mouthful of porridge.

He hurriedly grabbed a tissue to cover his mouth and turned to the side to cough.

Seeing his reaction, Shi Qingci chuckled twice, moved the magazine back, flipped through a couple more pages, quickly put it away and tossed it aside, without asking any further questions.

Two minutes later, Cheng Jia's breathing stabilized.

I've already thought about how to answer.

He said seriously, "To be honest, I don't feel anything. You know I'm straight, oh, you, you know that."

I don't feel anything.

real.

"I was just asking casually. It would be better if you didn't feel anything," Shi Qingci said, blowing on her porridge with her eyes down. She paused for two or three seconds, then suddenly looked at Cheng Jia. "I thought you would be disgusted or vomit."

But he said he didn't feel anything.

Um?

"......"

Cheng Jia reacted quickly: "Of course I'm disgusted, but I can't say it outright. Mr. Shi, I hope this kind of thing won't happen again. We're not young anymore. At this age, we should be more mature, right?"

Are people in their twenties no longer young?

“I’m very composed,” Shi Qingci replied calmly. “If an ordinary person were to encounter a swindler like you again, even if they didn’t call the police, they would probably resort to violence or try to recover their losses. I’m much more composed.”

Choose to be patient and take it slowly.

They encroached on Cheng Jia's life.

Cheng Jia: "?"

Cheng Jia: "Are you composed?"

“Very composed,” Shi Qingci said without any shame.

Cheng Jia thought that a mature person wouldn't resort to childish tactics like a forced kiss.

But he didn't want to bring up the scene from earlier again.

In the end, only silence remained.

He lowered his head and drank his porridge.

"Next time, you are not allowed to betray my preferences or help others get close to me. No matter what your or the other person's purpose is, whether it is good or evil, I don't want to see this kind of thing again." Shi Qingci's tone was not very stern, but it was a warning.

He doesn't like being schemed against.

Especially the kind of conspiracy that Cheng Jia conspired with others.

"......"

Selling your preferences to help others get closer?

Cheng Jia quickly understood that this referred to Lin Baiyue.

He replied, "...It's not really betrayal, it's just a bowl of soup. He wanted to thank you."

At that time, Qingci took the initiative to give a tip.

Otherwise, such a thing wouldn't happen.

"Didn't you ever think that if he had ulterior motives, I would already be shot or poisoned by now?" Shi Qingci rarely interacted with people she didn't know well.

Firstly, it's unnecessary, and secondly, it's not very safe.

This is not an exaggeration.

Many people outside are hoping day and night that something will happen to the person in charge of Shengjing.

This is also why he made Lin Baiyue drink those soups.

One should always be wary of others.

Cheng Jia thought it was an exaggeration: "It can't be that bad, you think this is a movie?"

What shooting, what poisoning?

"Heh." Shi Qingci gave a helpless sneer, originally not wanting to mention it.

But it seems there's no one else who's willing to listen to him.

Not only Cheng Jia is an orphan.

The same applies to porcelain from the Qing Dynasty.

“Once in Sydney, I attended a cocktail party, and a waiter handed me a cigar. It smelled different from ordinary cigars,” Shi Qingci looked up at Cheng Jia, who was idly drinking porridge. “Just as I was about to light it, my assistant Tony came over, smelled the aroma, snatched the cigar away, and said that something had been added to it. He then called the police.”

Chatting like this gave me a feeling of being back in my dorm.

Cheng Jia casually asked, "What did you add?"

“It’s a British brand,” Shi Qingci said, pursing her lips.

Everyone knows what's abundant there, right?

It is 100% addictive.

It'll all be over in one go.

"......"

Cheng Jia was stunned after understanding: "That was very dangerous."

A single misstep could ruin this person.

"Yes." Shi Qingci lowered her head and drank her porridge. Her black pajamas made her shoulders look cold and hard. "So, don't bring people with unknown identities to my house. Like now, I don't know where the little singer might have left a camera. I don't feel safe."

That's probably not the case.

He is a very vigilant and anxious person.

I can't believe I feel insecure because of these things.

Camera......

Cheng Jia: "You're worried about this and you still kissed me on the floor?"

“?” Shi Qingci looked up.

Their eyes met.

At the same time, I remembered the kiss from not long ago!

"......"

"......"

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