Chapter 21 "Do you want your sister to help you?"...
As the dinner party came to a close, Lin Xiangyang insisted on paying the bill, generously treating his old classmates to the meal.
The crowd couldn't help but shower him with praise again. Shen Mengqing had heard it so many times that he was sick of it. These people were all shrewd and cunning in Beicheng. They had never been so enthusiastic towards Lin Xiangyang in the past few years.
When they arrived at the entrance of Heweifang, most of the students had bought cars and were asking each other if anyone without a car needed a ride.
After matching couples one by one, only Shen Mengqing was left without a ride going in the same direction. Coincidentally, Lin Xiangyang's car was also empty.
The situation became awkward, and the noisy atmosphere immediately turned quiet. No one dared to suggest that Lin Xiangyang take Shen Mengqing back, and they all pretended to be busy looking at the sky and the ground.
Lin Xiangyang knew that Shen Mengqing's home was quite far away, and was about to ask her if she wanted him to take her home, when he received a call from Wan Zhen.
He walked a few steps away, took a few minutes on the phone, and then rushed back to say, "Sorry everyone, my girlfriend is here to see me, I have to go now."
His gaze lingered on Shen Mengqing for a moment before he turned and left.
As soon as he left, Shen Mengqing felt several pitying gazes fall upon her. Even the female classmate who had been sitting with her earlier took her hand and said, "Don't be too sad."
Shen Mengqing smiled and said, "I'm not sad."
She also has a "young boyfriend," so what's there to be sad about? She's quite curious to see how high Lin Xiangyang can climb with Wan Zhen's help.
She tried to naturally withdraw her hand, but the other person clearly didn't believe her smile and felt sorry for her for putting on a brave face in front of her ex-boyfriend, who was currently in a sweet relationship with her. He gently stroked the back of her hand.
At that moment, Yu Xin's black car slowly drove up.
One of the male students, with sharp eyes, spotted the Rolls-Royce and couldn't help but whistle, exclaiming, "Wow, wow, there are still rich young masters like this in this place!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black car stopped in front of the group of people. The most active people at the dinner table held their breath, curious about the people in the car.
As they watched, the car window rolled down smoothly, gradually revealing the cold and noble face of the man in the driver's seat. The darkness could not conceal his deep features. He raised his almond-shaped eyes and glanced in their direction, as if making eye contact with someone.
Although Yu Xin's entrance was pretentious, Shen Mengqing was very satisfied.
She finally managed to break free of his grasp, and said, barely suppressing a laugh, "I'm leaving now."
As she boarded the bus, she felt countless burning eyes staring at her back.
The black luxury car sped away, and Xu Lu, coming back to her senses, nudged Qian Hu's arm and exclaimed in realization, "Isn't that the pretty boy we met in Chu City?"
Qian Hu then realized what was happening and muttered, "It really is. Could it be that he really is a rich man?"
The people I met today have a different vibe than the last time.
"No way." Xu Lu still didn't quite believe it and whispered in his ear, "I guess it's rented. There should be a lot of car rentals in Beicheng. It only costs a few hundred or a few thousand a day. Don't you remember I rented a designer bag last time?"
Qian Hu thought his wife was really smart: "What you said makes sense."
In the crowd, someone scratched his head and said, "The person who was driving just now looks familiar."
Someone asked him, "Do you know him?"
"I think I've seen him somewhere before with my boss, but maybe I'm mistaken."
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After Shen Mengqing got into the car, she waited quietly for Yu Xin to speak.
Unexpectedly, after driving for almost ten minutes, Yu Xin still kept her mouth tightly shut and showed no intention of speaking.
She couldn't sit still any longer and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"
Yu Xin tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his eyes, which concealed his emotions, reflected in the rearview mirror.
He'd been thinking about Liang Ruwei's words for the past few days, considering whether to tell Shen Mengqing his true identity. After all, if they were going to be working together, he should tell her in advance, giving him more room to maneuver and time.
But for some reason, the moment he saw Lin Xiangyang as he drove in, he didn't want to say a single word.
"It's nothing," he replied calmly.
Shen Mengqing pursed her lips and said, "Who ever says half of what they mean?"
She began to use the process of elimination to guess what Yu Xin wanted to say, trying to pry him open up.
She decided to start with the big picture: "You want to end our relationship?"
The moment she said those words, the air around Yu Xin instantly turned several degrees colder. He glanced at Shen Mengqing sideways, making her shrink back in fear.
Shen Mengqing smiled sheepishly and said, "Just kidding."
"Is it about your father's illness?" she asked again.
Yu Xin stopped at a red light and said, "Don't make wild guesses."
That means there's more than one possibility now.
Shen Mengqing said, "I don't care about your identity. I knew what you did the moment I saw you."
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Yu Xin: "You know?"
He stared at Shen Mengqing in a daze.
Shen Mengqing nodded, thinking to himself, "So he really meant this."
“There is no such thing as a superior or inferior profession now. It’s good that you can make money and have a foothold in Beicheng. But you must have principles and bottom lines. Don’t let the allure of wealth and luxury blind you. Don’t… sell yourself.”
Yu Xin seemed to understand but not quite, and realized that something was amiss. Just as he was about to press for more information, a message popped up on the phone between the two of them. Upon hearing the message, Shen Mengqing subconsciously looked down at it along with him.
Lily: "I miss you."
Lily: "What have you been busy with lately?"
Lily: "Do you have time to meet tomorrow?"
Yu Xin turned off his phone screen, a hint of panic creeping into his usually composed expression. He looked up and met Shen Mengqing's gaze, saying, "This is Zhu Shaoming's cousin. I'm not familiar with her."
"I understand, I understand. You should reply to her first."
Customer messages still need to be replied to promptly, so as not to affect making money. Shen Mengqing, as a salesperson, understands this very well.
Yu Xin released the brake and put his hands back on the steering wheel: "I won't turn back."
Shen Mengqing was worried for him: "Why didn't you reply?"
Yu Xin felt a lump in his throat and couldn't exhale, so he mumbled, "Go back if you want."
That's not good.
Shen Mengqing noticed Yu Xin's displeasure, stopped talking, and obediently sat down in her seat.
After that, the two remained silent the whole way. When the car arrived at the building, Shen Mengqing's gaze drifted to Yu Xin's profile.
She blinked and said, "Aren't we going up?"
Yu Xin turned her head and met her eyes, her gaze as dark as the night: "No, I still have to go to the hospital."
"All right."
Shen Mengqing puffed out her cheeks, pushed open the door, and then unexpectedly turned around to give Yu Xin a light kiss on the corner of his mouth.
Before she could even say "see you next time," Yu Xin grabbed her arm and pulled her forcefully, holding her tightly in his arms. A torch instantly ignited in his lowered eyes, the intense and bright light reflecting off Shen Mengqing's face.
He wrapped his arms around Shen Mengqing's body and slowly pressed down, his lifting force increasing with each movement. Shen Mengqing felt as if Yu Xin was about to imprint himself into her flesh. Yu Xin's warm breath brushed against her face. Shen Mengqing moved back slightly and said, "Loosen your grip a bit, it hurts."
"good."
He withdrew one hand, only using his left hand to reach out from outside her arm and place it on her slender shoulder blades. His right hand then slipped inside her thin chiffon blouse, his hot palm pressing against her slightly cool skin, pinching her delicate waist, making her tremble with ticklishness.
Shen Mengqing's eyes were like water, and she gave Yu Xin a glare that wasn't particularly dangerous. She opened her mouth slightly, but before she could speak, Yu Xin sealed her lips with his.
Yu Xin's wet tongue licked back and forth on Shen Mengqing's lips a few times before gently prying open her teeth, wantonly plundering her territory and entwining with her tongue.
Shen Mengqing's breathing became disordered from his kiss, as if a layer of oxygen-deprived fog had enveloped her vision. Both of them were breathing heavily, and she secretly marveled at how Yu Xin's kissing skills had improved so rapidly.
She had intended to raise her hand to block Yu Xin's strong chest and ask for a break, but instead she found a familiar handle against her.
Shen Mengqing tilted her head, her eyebrows curving into a smile, and whispered in Yu Xin's ear, "Do you want your sister to help you?"
Yu Xin looked at her leisurely, his broad shoulders resting on her, as if the one who had been caught red-handed was not himself, but Shen Mengqing.
His tone was slightly cool, but his breath was unusually hot: "Does sister want to help?"
"It depends on how you perform," Shen Mengqing said mischievously.
Noticing that her hand was trying to pull back, Yu Xin pressed down on her wrist, preventing her from moving an inch.
Shen Mengqing lightly hooked Yu Xin's chin with his other hand and said, "Little brother, are you trying to force me to buy or sell?"
"Didn't you say you'd see how I perform?"
Yu Xin embraced her, deepening his kisses again and again, from her lips and teeth to her fingertips, guiding Shen Mengqing and carrying her swaying to the clouds.
In the pitch-black room, the temperature kept rising, and the air was humid and sticky.
...
Even after she got home and closed the door, Shen Mengqing's heart was still pounding in her chest. The color of her lipstick had almost faded, and the slightly dried dark stains on her clothes reminded her of the absurd thing she had done in the car.
Shen Mengqing poured herself a glass of cold water, tilted her head back, and gulped it down in a few mouthfuls. But she was still incredibly thirsty, as if there was an inextinguishable fire burning inside her, making her mouth and throat parched.
She felt better after drinking three or four glasses of cold water in one go.
She dropped her bag, as if all her strength had left her, and collapsed onto the sofa.
She closed her eyes, hugged a pillow, and drifted off to sleep, hoping to calm herself down. But even in her dreams, she saw Yu Xin kissing her tenderly, the sensation of their skin touching stimulating her senses.
When Shen Mengqing woke up again, it was almost midnight. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, and she then remembered to turn on the air conditioner.
After washing up, she checked her phone and saw that Li Qinghe had sent her several messages.
Lee Cheong-ha: "Are you free this weekend? I'll take you to the racetrack."
After confirming that he was available, Shen Mengqing replied to him:
"OK."
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Saturday happened to be the first day of August, and the weather was unbearably hot. Li Qinghe waited at the entrance of Shen Mengqing's residential area at 10:00 a.m. sharp.
He wanted to insist on going into the residential area to pick her up, even though it was only a few steps, but walking in the sunlight was not very comfortable, but Shen Mengqing still refused him.
Sometimes Li Qinghe felt that Shen Mengqing seemed like a cheerful person on the surface, but in reality, she was more mindful of boundaries than anyone else and kept her distance from people.
Not long after, she walked over holding a light pink parasol.
Today she wore a gray off-shoulder T-shirt and white ruffled tiered skirt pants that showed off her beautifully curved legs. Her thighs were full, her calves were long, and her skin looked even whiter under the light.
Shen Mengqing got into the car, her forehead was already slightly sweaty, and small beads of sweat stuck her hair to the ground. She had even tied her hair into a bun, but it was still soaked with sweat.
Li Qinghe handed over a clean tissue at the right moment and said, "Wipe your sweat."
"Thanks."
Shen Mengqing took the paper, and Li Qinghe waited for her to finish wiping before driving, saying, "Isn't it too hot? If you don't want to race, we can do something else, it's up to you."
"It's alright, it's alright," Shen Mengqing quickly said. "I've never raced before, but I'd really like to."
Li Qinghe was amused by her and said, "Okay, then I'll show you around today."
Unlike riding in Yu Xin's car, Li Qinghe's car always had the radio playing, sometimes current events, sometimes pop music. Even if no one was talking, the atmosphere wasn't too dull. Plus, he was very caring and would often find topics to chat about with Shen Mengqing, making him a very comfortable person to be around.
The drive wasn't boring at all; the two were still chatting and laughing even when they got out of the car.
The racetrack was very large, and Shen Mengqing, feeling excited, followed Li Qinghe through the gate.
As soon as Li Qinghe entered, he greeted someone. Shen Mengqing peeked out from behind him, her almond-shaped eyes widening immediately: "Zhu Shaoming?"
Zhu Shaoming was standing next to Li Qinghe on one leg, with his other leg in a cast and a cane in his hand.
His surprise was even greater than Shen Mengqing's, and he exclaimed, "What are you doing here?!"
Shen Mengqing looked them up and down a few times and asked, "You two know each other too?"
Li Qinghe wanted to ask this question even more.
He glanced at a roaring blue car on the track and said to Zhu Shaoming, "Is Yu Xin running?"
Fortunately, only the two of them could hear his voice. Zhu Shaoming felt as if he had been hit on the head with a club. He threw down his cane and covered Li Qinghe's mouth helplessly, saying, "I'll... I'll take you to change your clothes first."
He used Li Qinghe as leverage, hopping and skipping as he tied him up and walked towards the changing room. Li Qinghe didn't dare to forcefully push away this wounded man, so he could only follow him, mumbling to Shen Mengqing, "You should go change your clothes first."
Zhu Shaoming was startled again and turned to Shen Mengqing abruptly, saying, "Yes, yes, you should go change your clothes now. I'll call you when the car is ready."
Shen Mengqing: "?"
She hasn't had a proper look around yet.
After the two entered the locker room, Shen Mengqing walked around curiously. The lobby was filled with many beautiful racing suits and helmets, as well as introductions to F1 racing events.
She was engrossed in watching the race when the whooshing sound of a car speeding across the finish line suddenly reached her ears, catching her attention.
Shen Mengqing walked to the door leading to the stadium, crossed his arms, and looked at the car.
As soon as the dark blue car door opened, two people wearing helmets got out. The shorter girl took off her helmet first, ran up to the taller man, and waved to him with a sweet smile, probably saying goodbye.
She left through the door beside Shen Mengqing with a smile on her face. A few minutes later, the tall man also came over.
To her surprise, the man actually stopped in front of her.
Shen Mengqing had a sudden, intuitive feeling. She watched as the man took off his helmet, and Yu Xin's slightly stunned expression became apparent.
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Author's Note: Next time, the younger brother will help his older sister even more, believe me [shy][shy] (Although it might not be that soon [please][please])
A chaotic situation is brewing! What will the jealous puppy and the jealous Ah Qing do? [shy]
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