Chapter 11 Don't worry, sister, you won't be disfigured...
Yu Xin worked during his first year abroad. Later, he saved up some money and started his own business. Over the years, his income has been quite considerable. After returning, he relied on a professional manager to manage his business there, and he also has a considerable monthly income.
However, all the money was in that card, and after giving it to Yu Mochen, he didn't have much savings left.
At the crossroads, traffic flowed endlessly. The countdown on the traffic light reached one, the green light came on, and Yu Xin followed the car in front of him aimlessly.
After the start of summer, the flowers along the roadside bloomed more and more profusely, their vibrant colors vying to catch the eye of passersby. Yu Xin's eyes flashed across the lush floral scene, and for no reason, he thought of Shen Mengqing and the passionate, fragrant aura emanating from her.
He sketched a clear image of Shen Mengqing in his mind: a pair of round, watery eyes, a small, upturned nose, and peach-pink lips that always seemed to be smiling.
Her skin was fair and smooth with few blemishes, so she didn't often wear heavy makeup. It seemed like she only had some color on her eyebrows, cheeks, and lips, which made her look very young, but it was enough to reveal her lively and pretty face. Upon closer inspection, there was also a rare resilience in her face.
He recalled the first time he saw her; her face was flushed as she rubbed her eyes, and he assumed she was crying.
Looking at her face, Yu Xin inexplicably thought of bottled white peach-flavored soda. The way this woman cried was similar to the peach on the soda packaging.
As he was thinking, her words, "Let's get along like this from now on," suddenly echoed in his ears, and his thoughts were quickly suppressed by a surge of irritation.
While studying abroad, Yu Xin met many open-minded girls. Back then, he still had the sharp buzz cut shown on his ID card, and he looked at everyone with an icy, aloof air. Some people cursed him behind his back, saying he was pretentious and looked down on everyone, but most people, especially girls, were irresistibly drawn to his aloof and cool demeanor. The line of girls wanting to trick him into a kiss or even a one-night stand stretched from the dorm to customs.
But he had never been in a relationship, and had never even experienced ambiguity, so he found it all too boring.
Unexpectedly, there was someone even less interesting than him.
It's so boring to just have sex without dating.
Yu Xin was in a terrible mood and unconsciously pressed the accelerator harder. Fortunately, the road ahead was open, and the sparrows on the telephone poles next to him were startled and flew away in a panic by the speeding noise. He only slowed down when the cold speeding warning sounded in the car.
Just then, Zhu Shaoming called.
"Young Master Yu, would you do me the honor of having dinner with me tonight? It's on me," Zhu Shaoming said, feigning frivolity.
Yu Xin sensed his ill intentions and said warily, "What, is it your turn to go on a blind date for your sister?"
Zhu Lili is Zhu Shaoming's cousin. Ever since Yu Xin was tricked by his father into going on a blind date with her, Zhu Lili has been relentlessly pursuing Yu Xin. Yesterday, she insisted on going to the class reunion with Zhu Shaoming.
It's obvious without even guessing that Yu Xin's movements were told to Yu Mochen by her.
Zhu Shaoming only then learned that his naive and innocent sister had tipped him off, and said in a kind voice, "I'm here to apologize to you. Just one word: Yunqi Manor, are you coming or not?"
Yunqi Manor is located in a garden in the suburbs. It is by reservation only and does not accept guests from the public. The minimum price per person is five figures.
"So extravagant?" Yu Xin turned on the turn signal. "We'll be there in forty minutes."
Perfect timing, he had something he wanted to ask Zhu Shaoming.
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That night, Shen Mengqing received a call from Yu Xin before she had even left work.
Not wanting to interrupt her work and too lazy to leave her workstation, she simply answered the phone.
"Hello?" Shen Mengqing said in a low voice.
Yu Xin paused for a few seconds before asking, "What time do you get off work?"
Shen Mengqing: "Probably around 8:30."
"I'll be downstairs to pick you up at 8:30 sharp."
Yu Xin calmly uttered those words, as if something important had happened. Shen Mengqing asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
“Didn’t you say that we’d meet when needed?” Yu Xin’s tone was hooked, sounding somewhat enticing, “We’ll meet when necessary.”
Perhaps because she was in the office with many colleagues around, Shen Mengqing's cheeks flushed red instantly, and she quickly lowered her head and buried herself in her workstation.
She felt that Yu Xin had become a different person since they had sex. Even though he was the one who took the initiative to flirt with her, she had been unable to resist him lately.
Shen Mengqing's competitive spirit kicked in, and he refused to surrender, retorting, "Fine, the new stuff has arrived just in time."
"Large, size, one," she said slowly and deliberately.
After finishing the call, Shen Mengqing buried herself back in her work, but her memory was rapidly deteriorating; she would forget every sentence she read.
It's all Yu Xin's fault! Her mind is full of lewd thoughts right now, how can she work!
Beauty can be a trap!
...
Shen Mengqing left work a little early, waiting for Yu Xin downstairs at 8:20. Soon, a black car drove up smoothly.
After she got into the car, she turned her head to look at Yu Xin and keenly sensed that he seemed to be in a good mood.
"You seem very happy," Shen Mengqing said, glancing back at the bright red taillights of the car outside the windshield.
This remark made the atmosphere in the car a little more romantic, as if she meant that he was so happy because they were going to do something that night.
Yu Xin tapped the steering wheel absently with his fingertips and said in a flat tone, "Really? But I just had a big argument with someone this afternoon."
Upon hearing this, Shen Mengqing was slightly surprised. It had been too dark earlier, and Yu Xin's face was hidden in the shadow of the roadside trees. Only now, with the lights flashing, did she see the injury on the corner of his mouth.
She involuntarily reached out to touch it. Yu Xin tilted her head to dodge, but couldn't avoid it. Shen Mengqing's fingertip gently touched the wound, and a sharp pain suddenly shot through her. Yu Xin held back her screams and only groaned softly.
Shen Mengqing frowned as she looked at the dried blood and faint bruises on the wound and said, "You got into a fight? Who was so blind as to hit you in the face? Tell your sister, and your sister will beat them up for you."
Yu Xin uttered two words without any emotion: "My dad."
"Ah." Shen Mengqing shrank back into her seat. "Then the only thing I can do is go back and disinfect you."
Noticing the gazes she kept casting at him, Yu Xin almost laughed.
He said, "Don't worry, sister, you won't be disfigured."
Yu Xin's voice was low, but not dull; rather, it was pleasantly clear and magnetic. Hearing him call her "sister," Shen Mengqing felt as if she were drunk, a jolt of electricity coursing from her fingertips to every corner of her body, leaving her feeling tingly and numb.
He seemed to be in a really good mood, so Shen Mengqing took the opportunity to push his luck and said, "Let me hear you make a few more noises."
Yu Xin stopped at the red light, turned his head towards Shen Mengqing, and slightly opened his mouth.
Under Shen Mengqing's immense anticipation, he slowly said, "Dream."
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When Yu Xin went to Shen Mengqing's house this time, he parked his car downstairs.
The streetlights downstairs cast long shadows of the two of them. One in front of the other, Yu Xin followed Shen Mengqing at a distance, stepping over her long, thin shadow with each step. With his hands in his pockets and his dark head drooping, he was being led home, looking inexplicably like a pitiful, stray dog.
Upon entering the house, Shen Mengqing's first question was, "Are you hungry?"
Yu Xin was sometimes quite curious about her thought process. If he remembered correctly, she had said the same thing last night. He leaned against the door, his nearly 1.9-meter-tall, handsome figure looking down at her, and asked curiously, "Do you eat four meals a day?"
"No, I didn't eat dinner tonight, I was busy with work."
Shen Mengqing stopped in her tracks, turned to look at Yu Xin, and said, "What, am I fat?"
Her gaze was sharp enough to pierce. Yu Xin shrugged, walked straight to the sofa, and said, "I'm hungry too. Let's eat together."
Shen Mengqing is not fat at all. She has a very well-proportioned figure, and because she has a small frame, her wrists and shoulders are even a little thin. However, she looks very healthy and has a lot of energy, probably because of her full cheeks and smooth facial lines.
Yu Xin didn't answer her question. Shen Mengqing was not satisfied with his evasive attitude, so she snorted and went into the kitchen to cook noodles.
She cooked tomato and egg noodles today. She's been making this dish for over ten years and is very good at it. She brought it out in no time.
Before she could speak, Yu Xin pulled her long legs back and sat down on the carpet.
The two remained silent, engrossed in eating their noodles. The broth was scalding hot, and wisps of steam rose around them, drifting and disappearing without a trace.
Shen Mengqing's cooking skills are really good. Yu Xin is a very casual person when it comes to food. Whether it tastes good or not, as long as it satisfies his three meals a day, he's fine. But the dishes that Shen Mengqing makes are different from those in other restaurants. They have the flavor of everyday life, a delicious taste that lingers on the palate and is unforgettable. It's like a simple-looking but comfortable and close-fitting piece of clothing.
After clearing away the dishes, Shen Mengqing poured Yu Xin a glass of water and then brought over the first-aid kit.
She held the cotton swab soaked in iodine and slowly moved her face closer to Yu Xin.
At arm's length, Yu Xin grasped her slender wrist.
His eyes remained indifferent, but the moment his gaze fell upon Shen Mengqing's, they ignited as if ignited by reflected sunlight.
The next second, Shen Mengqing's vision went dark as his soft lips covered hers.
They truly embody the meaning of "food and sex".
Shen Mengqing thought to himself.
A note from the author:
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Yu Xin: Sister~ Sister~
Food/Men and Women Hahahaha
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