Chapter 87: Solo 87: Mrs. Zhou, you are moved...
As sunlight shone into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Song Yu was staring at his slightly swollen eyelids in the mirror, feeling worried.
The concealer on her fingertips lingered under her eyes, lingering for a long time. Zhou Ci's words, "They'll think too much," kept ringing in her ears last night, and Li Yuqing's "There's a surprise in Zhou Ci's office drawer" had kept her awake all night. As a result, she woke up this morning feeling listless, and the faint blue tint under her eyes looked like she'd done something wrong.
She suddenly threw the powder puff on the dressing table and thought angrily, nothing happened between her and Zhou Ci yesterday, why did she look like a guilty thief now?
"Do you need ice?"
Zhou Ci's voice suddenly appeared at the door, startling Song Yu so much that his hands trembled: "Why are you here?"
The man was leaning against the door, his slender figure wrapped in a black suit with a peaked collar. The morning light gave him a golden edge. He was holding an iced American coffee in his hand. The condensation on the wall of the cup was emitting cool air, and it was as fresh and delicious as him.
"Your door is not locked." Zhou Ci explained, "I knocked three times and you didn't hear me."
Song Yu didn't care much about it. Zhou Ci had often entered her room without knocking before. For a long time, he had even slept in Song Yu's room, though one slept on the bed, the other on the sofa or floor. She had long since grown immune to Zhou Ci's uninvited visits.
Zhou Ci walked in and looked down at her face: "How did you sleep last night?"
"What do you think? You're asking even though you already know the answer." Song Yu rolled his eyes at him unhappily.
Zhou Ci laughed out loud, and put the cold cup in his hand against her eyelids: "Shall I get you some ice?"
Song Yu was caught off guard by the cold and let out a hiss. He quickly turned his head away and asked, "You drink something so cold this morning?"
Zhou Ci took another big sip in front of her and looked back innocently: "What else? Anyway, no matter how bad my body is, no one will care about it. Of course, I can do whatever I want."
Song Yu snatched the iced Americano from his hand and said, "Don't drink something so cold in the morning from now on. Drink hot drinks instead. I'm taking this one away from you."
Zhou Ci looked at her and said in a low voice: "What status do you have in managing me now? Sister? Or - Mrs. Zhou?"
Song Yu was stunned by the question. After a while, he asked tentatively, "Sister?"
A low, hoarse chuckle escaped Zhou Ci's throat, the cold light reflected from her Cartier cufflinks brushing across her fingertips. "I'm no longer old enough to need a sister's care. All I need now is the title of Mrs. Zhou. You should first consider what role you intend to play."
He took the iced Americano from Song Yu's hand, drank it all in a provocative gulp, and raised the empty cup at Song Yu: "Such a bitter concentration..." The Patek Philippe on his wrist brushed against her wedding ring on the fourth finger, and said meaningfully: "Sure enough, only I can handle it."
When the two of them packed up and went out, Aunt Qin had already put breakfast on the table. The breakfast was rich in variety and nutritious, all made by Aunt Qin early in the morning. As usual, there was a glass of soy milk in Song Yu's seat.
Before Song Yu picked up the soy milk, he glanced at Zhou Ci and said to Aunt Qin, "Pour a glass of milk for the gentleman."
Then he looked at Zhou Ci and said, "I know you don't like drinking soy milk. From now on, you should drink milk every morning. You can't drink iced Americano in the morning anymore."
Zhou Ci raised his eyebrows but did not deny her arrangement. Aunt Qin brought the milk over and he cooperated by taking a sip.
There was no need to deny it. From the moment Song Yu said the word "Sir", she had already made her choice.
From now on she is Mrs. Zhou, no longer Zhou Ci's sister.
After breakfast, the two went out to work. Song Yu picked up the office bag from the entrance cabinet and was about to bend down to change his shoes.
"Don't move!" Zhou Ci stopped her and squatted down in front of her. "It's the second day of living together, so there should be a sense of ceremony."
The suit pants showed off the sturdy lines of her legs. He gently lifted Song Yu's feet, his warm breath brushed over her ankles, and the metal collar pin brushed against the hem of her silk skirt, and he put on the shoes that Song Yu wanted to wear.
He looked up at Song Yu and said, "Putting on shoes is a small matter that should be done by my husband."
Zhou Ci's breath seemed to linger on her sensitive ankle. The cold, hard feeling of metal scraping against her exposed calf was like an electric shock, giving Song Yu goosebumps. Where Zhou Ci had touched her, Su Su felt numb and powerless, as if it weren't her own.
This was too humiliating for Song Yu. He struggled weakly and said, "Let go!"
"So sensitive?" Zhou Ci let go at the right time.
Song Yu's blood instantly rushed to her cheeks. Her face flushed, her breathing became rapid, and her heart was beating like a drum: "I think you are deliberately teasing me."
Zhou Ci leaned on his knees and looked her in the eye: "Mrs. Zhou, are you moved?"
Song Yu did not answer, but turned his gaze to the dressing mirror hidden in the entrance cabinet and adjusted his appearance.
Zhou Ci stood up, stood behind her, and admired her reflection in the mirror with her.
The dressing mirror reflected two figures. Song Yu was wearing a silk dress with a V-neck that perfectly revealed her beautiful collarbones. The entrance light was a warm yellow, creating a very atmospheric atmosphere. When she tilted her head to adjust the position of her earrings, the hollow of her right collarbone seemed to be filled with a pool of milky way, eagerly waiting to be plucked.
Zhou Ci's fingertips brushed across Song Yu's empty neck: "It seems like something is missing."
In the blink of an eye, he didn't notice that Zhou Ci had pulled out a velvet jewelry box from somewhere and opened it in front of Song Yu in the mirror. A uniquely shaped gradient ruby dangled from a platinum chain, lying quietly in the jewelry box illuminated by the cold white light.
Song Yu was surprised. This necklace was the one she had lost a long time ago. Her mother bought it at the Sotheby's autumn auction and gave it to her as a gift for her 18th birthday.
She liked it very much and wore it every day. Unfortunately, she lost it six years ago and couldn't find it no matter how hard she looked.
Song Yu raised his hand and touched the necklace, his voice full of surprise: "Why is it here with you?"
"You dropped it on the bed that night, and I found it." A hand reached out from behind and picked up the necklace. "I remember you liked this necklace very much. You said the color of the gradient ruby was like frozen twilight."
He smoothed the chain gently, the silver chain gleaming between his fingers. "I've always wanted to return it to you, but I didn't have the chance until today. I'll put it on you?"
Song Yu hesitated: "Okay!"
The platinum clasp at the back of the neck made a soft click as the cool gemstone pressed against the collarbone.
Zhou Ci pressed his thumb against Song Yu's third vertebra, his warm breath puffing behind his ear: "Now it's perfect." The mirror reflected the curve of his Adam's apple, and his low, hoarse voice made the light dust on his collarbone tremble: "It's like you belong here."
The ringing of the video call woke the two people who were caught in the strange atmosphere at the right time.
Only then did Song Yu realize that they had wasted a lot of time at the entrance and they were both going to be late for work.
Fortunately, they are all bosses, so it doesn't matter if they arrive early or late. Song Yu was very happy to find the necklace that had been lost for a long time.
As usual, Zhou Ci sent Song Yu downstairs to the company and considerately unbuckled her seat belt for her.
Song Yu felt that it was unnecessary. She had hands and feet and could do it herself: "Actually, I can do it myself..." The last syllable died between his suddenly tightened knuckles.
"Come on up! I'll ask Aunt Qin to bring you lunch at noon?" Zhou Ci stepped away.
"No, I usually eat lunch with my dad in the company cafeteria. He's recovering from illness lately, so I usually eat with my colleagues and chat about things."
Song Yu gripped the door handle and was about to get out of the car when she suddenly remembered something and sat back down. "Ah Ci, I know I wasn't mature enough in the past and didn't consider your feelings. I hurt you, and I sincerely apologize. The past can't be retrieved. We've already obtained our marriage certificate. Although we're only husband and wife in name only, I'll stay by your side as Mrs. Zhou, not just your sister."
Zhou Ci placed one hand on the steering wheel and turned sideways to face her: "Yeah, I know."
"From now on, just tell me what you're thinking. I'm a bit thick-skinned, so I might not be able to guess what you're thinking. Besides, I'm easily credulous, so I'll believe whatever you say."
"You believe everything I say." Zhou Ci asked jokingly, "Does that mean you do whatever I think?"
Song Yu really thought about it for a while before answering: "Then what do you want me to do?"
Zhou Ci leaned back and glanced over, his eyes showing something Song Yu couldn't understand: "I haven't thought about it yet, let's talk about it later?"
"Then tell me when you've made up your mind. I'll go upstairs first." If she didn't go now, others would really wonder why she was late today.
"I'll pick you up after get off work tonight."
"I'm afraid not tonight. I have a meeting and need to work overtime. You go home first and I'll have the driver take me back later."
"Can!"
After the two of them agreed, Song Yu pushed the door and got out of the car. Standing at the company gate, he waved to Zhou Ci who was in the car.
The receptionist gave her a big smile when he saw her, and only after she got on the president's exclusive elevator did everyone start chatting freely. The content was nothing more than how President Zhou and the eldest daughter had a very good and loving relationship.
Song Yu was a little distracted the whole day.
She was thinking about Zhou Ci's attitude towards her. He called her sister but was obviously flirting with her. She was not really stupid, so she could not feel it. She was also wondering what was hidden in Zhou Ci's office drawer that made Li Yuqing say "there will definitely be a surprise"; she was even thinking about what Zhou Ci would ask her to do. He would not ask her to do anything too excessive, right?
At around ten o'clock, Song Yu received a call from Xia Zhi.
Xia Zhi seemed to have just woken up, and his voice was still sleepy: "Ru Ru, how is life together? Did you enjoy last night? Can you get up and go to work normally?"
Song Yu leaned back in his boss's chair, twirling the pen in his hand. "Believe it or not, nothing happened."
Xia Zhi dozed off for a moment, and then suddenly became alert: "Nothing happened? You can't do it? It can't be that your man can't do it, right? That guy is very fierce and fierce from my sharp eyes. It's impossible that he can't do it. Ruru, don't be ungrateful for the blessing you have."
"How should I put it?" Song Yu was also very confused and didn't know how to describe his feelings.
She felt that she had lived in vain for more than 20 years, and her experience in love was really zero, which could not provide any useful reference. As a result, she could not see through the current situation with Zhou Ci.
Speaking of a brother-sister relationship, Zhou Ci clearly said that he only needed his wife and not his sister now, even if this wife was only in name only; speaking of a contractual relationship, although they had only been together for one night, she could clearly feel Zhou Ci's aggressiveness, and the way he looked at her revealed traces even when he was restrained, just like a wolf seeing meat, but it was not innocent at all, and it was obvious that he was scheming something.
"Honestly..." Song Yu began, "I feel a little afraid of being with him now, especially being alone with him. I always feel so stressed that I can't breathe. I don't even dare to look up at him. My heart feels like it's about to jump out of my chest. If he accidentally touches me, my body reacts very strangely, like I've been electrocuted. It's almost not my own body anymore."
"Pfft..." Xia Zhi couldn't help but burst into laughter over there: "He's really a rookie, he doesn't know anything, he's making me laugh to death..."
Song Yu was furious, slamming the pen in his hand on the desk. "Xia Xia, you are so heartless. I treat you as my sister, and you dare to laugh at me. Do you have a problem with emotional cleanliness? Did I provoke you?"
Xia Zhi laughed enough before speaking again: "No, Ru Ru, don't you realize that this is a sign of your affection? Look at your husband now, isn't he so nervous that he doesn't know what to do with his hands and feet?"
Song Yu complained: "It seems to be what you said. You said I didn't treat him like this before, why do I react so strongly to him now?"
Xia Zhi finally came to her senses. "That's not right, Ruru. Didn't you and your husband get married out of love? Why is it like marriage comes before love here? What's going on?"
Seeing that she could no longer hide the truth, Song Yu told her best friends everything about her contract marriage with Zhou Ci.
Xia Zhi was speechless after hearing this. "Zhou Ci did this on purpose, didn't he? He said something about a contract marriage, just to trick you into getting married first, and then make it real. Then, once the fake marriage is done, you two will become a real couple."
Song Yu said in confusion, "I just feel a little weird. Even though we've only lived together for one night, why do I feel like our contract marriage is different from what he discussed with me at the beginning? He said it was an open marriage, where we don't have anything to do with each other, as long as we don't make things public and embarrass each other. How can it be put into practice? He is so aggressive towards me? I can't stand him. If you say he treats me badly, that's not the case. He treats me very well."
"Oh my god, Zhou Ci is madly in love with you, right?" The more Xia Zhi analyzed, the more he felt he had discovered the truth. "I've known him for so many years. We see each other all the time in City B. No one can hide the slightest thing from anyone. But I've never seen him be so flattering to a woman other than you. I used to think he treated you so well because he treated you like a sister, but now I think that's not right. He's been madly in love with you for a long time, right?"
Xia Zhi tutted his words twice. "This brat is quite scheming. He knows you can't possibly like him, so he stays by your side as your younger brother. He's ruined a lot of your romantic luck over the years, hasn't he? I remember you told me before that you should let him see your future partner first, and only if he thinks they're all right can you date them. And then he didn't like any of you, right? He pretends to be your younger brother and quietly flirts with you, rejecting all your suitors. He's a real tea lover. It turns out that the Zhou family's infighting is a family tradition. Everyone in the Zhou family is treacherous and likes to play tricks."
She said so much in one breath, and Song Yu was stunned. He couldn't help but defend Zhou Ci: "Zhou Ci is not as bad as you say, right?"
"You don't believe me? Let's wait and see! Ruru, let me put it this way, your marriage is easy to get married but hard to get divorced. Zhou Ci will not divorce you when the time comes. He will definitely find a way to confirm your marriage within the contract period. Otherwise, why would he go through so much trouble to trick you?"
"He went through so much trouble just to trick me into marrying him? Xia Xia, do you think this is an idol drama?" Song Yu still didn't believe it.
"You don't have to believe it. With all my years of dating experience, I trust my instincts." Xia Zhi teased Song Yu, "Zhou Ci is pretty good too. He's young and worth a fortune. He's tall, handsome, and obedient. He's a clean man with no scandals. If it weren't for you, I'd have really suspected his sexuality."
Song Yu was just being stubborn. After hearing what Xia Zhi said, she actually believed it a little, otherwise she couldn't explain what happened that year.
While she was abroad, she replayed the situation many times. She was drunk, but Zhou Ci wasn't. No matter how proactive she was, a woman couldn't force a man if he didn't want to. Physically, a woman couldn't beat a man, and if a man didn't want to, she could just run away and avoid it.
"Is his mind really so deep?" Song Yu couldn't understand. She couldn't tell whether Zhou Ci was too infatuated or too scheming.
"I guarantee it!" Xia Zhi practically patted his chest to promise, "You two are in a pretty interesting situation. One has been planning this for a long time, and the other is more than friends but less than lovers, but the relationship can be cultivated. Ru Ru, why don't you go back and try him? Didn't I give you so many sexy panties? Go back and tease him as much as you can and see how he reacts. Can you still resist being his celibate monk? I bet he'll definitely turn into a lustful demon."
"Xia Xia, can you hold back a bit? You're spouting such lewd words! I'm still in the company, it wouldn't be nice if others heard it."
"My man's stamina isn't up to par now, and I'm even thinking of breaking up with him. And you won't even let me have some fun with him?" Xia Zhi's words became increasingly outrageous. "You have no idea how helpless and angry a woman in seclusion feels when her sexual needs are constantly unsatisfied. Yet, I still have to consider his damn masculine pride and pretend to orgasm and scream in pleasure. You know, I'm almost depressed, right? I'm constantly thinking about going out and stealing a gym kid..."
Song Yu's response was to hang up the phone directly.
The intercom in her office rang and her secretary was knocking on the door for instructions.
If such heated conversation content were leaked, it would be detrimental to her positive image as the heir to the Song Group.
When Song Yu returned to the office after a meeting late at night after get off work, he saw a figure leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window admiring the lights of thousands of homes below.
Song Yu was a little surprised and closed the office door: "Didn't I tell you that I would be late today and asked you to go back first?"
Zhou Ci turned around and looked at her: "I got off work late today. I just came back from the supplier and passed by your company, so I came up to see if you could go with me."
Song Yu put the documents in his hand on the desk and turned to get his office bag: "Let's go, I'm done."
Song's company has a docking project today, and many departments are working overtime.
Zhou Ci met the gazes of Song's employees all the way, holding Song Yu's waist and leading her to the passenger seat.
Facing the gazes coming in and out of the gate, Zhou Ci bent down to fasten Song Yu's seat belt, and his nose accidentally brushed against her earlobe. Song Yu's tense body reaction was completely seen by him.
The two were so close that if Song Yu looked up, he could touch Zhou Ci's lips. The car perfume was a custom-made blend of cedar and a very light jasmine, cool and refreshing with a hint of sweetness.
Zhou Ci deliberately slowed down the lacing movement and moved closer, his warm breath brushing the fur on the side of her neck.
Song Yu's knuckles turned white as she gripped the hem of her skirt, and she could feel her suddenly tightened waistline through the fabric.
It's such an addictive chemistry.
The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly in the shadows, his thin lips only millimeters away from the corner of her lips, almost whispering to her, "Your employees must be praising me, saying that Mr. Zhou is a good husband who always picks his wife up on time from get off work."
He suddenly held the back of her neck with his tiger's mouth, forcing her to look up at him: "Mrs. Zhou, was my show of affection tonight good?"
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