Chapter 36 The Insatiable Glutton
The next day, the sun shone brightly and a gentle breeze blew.
Jiang Qingying opened her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling for a while, then let out a long yawn to relieve the morning's drowsiness. She reached out and touched her side, only to find the sheets and blankets were cold.
Not surprising at all.
Lu Jinyuan is used to exercising in the morning. His biological clock is an hour earlier than Jiang Qingying's. Usually, at this time, he should have just finished exercising and be getting ready to wash up.
Jiang Qingying, sitting on the bed, stretched. She had been a little indulgent last night, and her waist and groin were still a bit uncomfortable. After muttering a few curses at someone, she suddenly felt all the discomfort disappear.
This seemed to have become a kind of magic.
It's also possible that the vulgarity of her insults was enough to provide psychological comfort that outweighed the physical discomfort.
Jiang Qingying lifted the covers, got out of bed, and went to the dressing room to select and match her clothes and accessories for the day.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom; sure enough, Lu Jinyuan was washing up inside. Jiang Qingying changed her clothes first, and after five minutes, the person in the bathroom came out and gave her their spot.
The two exchanged a brief, indifferent glance.
"morning."
"morning."
After a brief good morning greeting, Jiang Qingying went to the bathroom, while Lu Jinyuan came downstairs to wait for her to have breakfast.
Time was tight in the morning, so Jiang Qingying got ready much faster than she would have before bed. Half an hour later, she was all done and downstairs.
The maid greeted her with a smile, "Good morning, Madam."
Jiang Qingying returned a polite smile, "Good morning."
"The gentleman is already waiting for you at the restaurant for breakfast."
"Okay, I understand."
"Madam, what would you like to drink this morning?"
"Soy milk, please."
"Okay, I'll go prepare it right away."
Jiang Qingying walked into the restaurant and found the scene of a battle between humans and dogs.
Dog Egg squatted in front of the dining table, baring his teeth and looking up at Lu Jinyuan, who was sitting upright with a cold expression.
Jiang Qingying smiled and stood aside, glancing at the dog and then at the people, deciding to ignore everything and just watch the show.
Neither the dog nor the person seemed inclined to fight; they both wanted to annihilate each other with their gazes and auras. So Jiang Qingying imagined a dramatic scene unfolding between their minds.
Dog Egg: You're my dad?
Lu Jinyuan: No, I am a higher animal; we are different species.
Dog Egg: Humph! Mom always says, "Humans are inferior to dogs." She's definitely insulting you.
Lu Jinyuan: I advise you to be careful with your words and actions. You're eating my food and wearing my clothes now.
Dog Egg: Mom said she wanted to spend her whole life with me, and you were just an accident!
Lu Jinyuan: My relationship with her is protected by law.
Dog Egg: You!
Dog Egg: She loves me the most!
Lu Jinyuan: Are you sure?
Dog Egg: ......
Lu Jinyuan looked away and stopped playing with it.
The defeated Gou Dan walked up to Jiang Qingying, lay down, rested his face on the back of her feet, and whimpered affectionately.
If you can't beat them, complain to the police.
Lu Jinyuan frowned slightly upon seeing its actions, showing a hint of displeasure.
Jiang Qingying was both amused and exasperated. She bent down, picked up Gou Dan, covered its ears with her hands, and said to Lu Jinyuan, "It's grumpy when it wakes up."
He turned and left, taking Gou Dan back to its doghouse. He gave it a bowl of snacks and coaxed it softly, "Don't take your dad's words to heart."
It's so hard, it's so difficult for her.
Jiang Qingying returned to the restaurant, sat opposite Lu Jinyuan, glanced at the food on the table, considered it for a couple of seconds, and chose the steaming hot xiaolongbao.
Lu Jinyuan looked up at her slowly eating the steamed bun, paused for a second, put down the phone that was playing financial news reports, and picked up the sandwich in front of him to eat.
The two seemed to have very different breakfast habits. He usually ate cold food to save time, and his drink was coffee, which had an energizing effect. Jiang Qingying, on the other hand, preferred hot food and always chose foods with moisture. She disliked dry food, and she enjoyed breakfast, as a good meal would improve her mood.
So, by the time Jiang Qingying had finished eating a small steamed bun, Lu Jinyuan had already finished breakfast.
But he didn't leave; he remained seated, probably waiting for her.
Jiang Qingying picked up the second xiaolongbao and was about to put it in her mouth when a deep gaze fell on her from across the table. She paused, then realized why: "You don't need to wait for me, we're not going that way."
"Mm." Lu Jinyuan picked up the handkerchief on the table, put it to his lips and pursed his lips lightly. "I'm going to the company now."
Jiang Qingying didn't even look up. "Bye-bye."
On the third day after their wedding, Lu Jinyuan arrived at the Lu Group on time for work as usual. Everyone wanted to gossip about the changes in the president after his marriage, but the high and mighty president's face, expression, and demeanor were no different from before, showing no trace of the charm of a newlywed man.
Upon entering the president's office, Lu Jinyuan received a call from Qin Shiming.
"What's up?"
"Why do you act like I owe you money every time you answer my call?" Qin Shiming complained over the phone. If the person on the other end wasn't his longtime friend who knew his character well, he would have hung up long ago.
Lu Jinyuan rubbed his temples, somewhat impatiently: "So what is it?"
"I just wanted to let you know that I'm almost ready to start the work here."
"Okay, I understand."
Lu Jinyuan sounded like he was about to hang up, but Qin Shiming quickly stopped him, "Would it be convenient for you to share your feelings about being newly married?"
Lu Jinyuan: "..."
He was interrupted just as he was about to speak, "Even if you don't want to reveal anything, you have to say a few words."
Qin Shiming was genuinely curious. Due to his status, he couldn't attend his good friend's wedding, so he could only inquire about it a few times to satisfy his curiosity.
"Do you need me to write a detailed reflection on my married life?"
"...No need for that." Qin Shiming knew that he was inherently cunning, a cunning that was usually reserved for those close to him. His methods of eliminating people were much gentler than those used against outsiders, but the outcome was never much better. If he were to give a speech, it certainly wouldn't be something disgusting to him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but complain: "I suppose your married life will only be very boring, and I won't hear any interesting gossip even if I ask around."
"Boring?" Lu Jinyuan asked back.
"Aren't you bored?" Qin Shiming said. "You're not only boring, but you also have no sense of humor. How good can you be as a husband? I feel so sorry for President Jiang right now. He works himself to death all day, and then he has to come home to this poker face of yours."
Lu Jinyuan said coldly, "Are you finished?"
Qin Shiming, who was on the other end of the phone, felt a chill run down his spine and decisively hung up first.
After ending the call, Lu Jinyuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his office, gazing at the bustling cityscape of the city center, his index finger and thumb rubbing the wedding ring on his ring finger.
Suddenly, he chuckled softly.
Nothing much, she just suddenly remembered the risqué words he whispered to her last night, words that made her blush and, when she was about to get angry, her glare at him was both coquettish and alluring. And at the most intense moment, she couldn't help but tremble and tighten her body, looking extremely satisfied, while he, reaching the peak of desire, recklessly demanded more, like an insatiable glutton.
Are you bored?
He didn't think so.
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