The sweet, cloying aroma made Lin Zhenzhen feel her stomach churning even more violently.
She frowned, and just as she was about to make a move, two chopsticks suddenly reached into the bowl in front of her.
Yu Jiamu picked up the rib and smiled at Chen Tiantian, "You didn't think of me first when you had something this good? It seems that little Tiantian's feelings for me have faded."
"No, no, not at all," Chen Tiantian said sweetly, realizing that she still couldn't resist Yu Jiamu's charm.
Whenever I see his beautiful eyes, my heart races like a deer, and I feel incredibly flustered.
"There are still so many ribs here. If you like them, Brother Jiamu, you can come often. I'll ask Mom to make them for you."
Wen Hongying pinched her daughter's thigh hard under the table and replied with a smile, "Yes, it's been a long time since Jiaheng has come. Come over whenever you have time, and Auntie will make sure you have a good time."
Yu Jiamu sensed that the man was eager to distance himself from her, and said with a slight smile, "Fine, I'll tell him next time I see him."
He got up, ladled out a bowl of clear soup, and pushed it in front of Lin Zhenzhen: "You don't look well, are you feeling unwell?"
The two were seated next to each other, and Yu Jiamu had long legs, so when he bent down, his legs would always almost touch Lin Zhenzhen's knees.
He felt her knees twitch back slightly, and her slender body trembled as well.
Chen Houwen also asked, "What's wrong? Is Xiaozhen not feeling well?"
Lin Zhenzhen shook her head and slowly drank the soup from the bowl.
While drinking the soup, she noticed out of the corner of her eye that Yu Jiamu's phone screen kept lighting up, as if someone was constantly sending him WeChat messages.
Yu Jiamu swiped open the lock screen and his fingers flew across the screen.
In terms of aesthetics, Lin Zhenzhen's focus has always been different from that of ordinary people.
While others focus on overall facial features and the overall atmosphere, she pays more attention to specific details, such as long eyelashes, a sexy Adam's apple, and beautiful fingers...
Yu Jiamu's fingers were the kind she liked—not beautiful in the traditional sense, but long, slender, with distinct knuckles and slightly protruding veins, exuding a strong masculine charm.
While she was engrossed in looking at the phone, it was suddenly pushed in front of Lin Zhenzhen.
Yu Jiamu's teasing voice rang out: "If you want to see it, then look at it openly."
The above shows his chat history with Chen Xinji.
Chen the Fool: Brother Yu, how about we get together tonight? Someone wants to see your new car, muah muah muah muah muah~
"Don't worry, I don't usually chat with girls. My friends are either men or cross-dressers."
Chen Xinji, who was labeled a "cross-dresser," was so angry that he sent ten poop-throwing emojis after seeing that Yu Jiamu was only interested in flirting with his sister and completely ignoring him.
Seeing that Lin Zhenzhen seemed disgusted and frowned slightly, Yu Jiamu took his phone back and replied with an "okay".
Chen Shazi: Then you slip away first, and I'll meet you at our usual spot when the time is right.
Yu Jiamu stood up and picked up his coat: "Uncle Chen, Aunt Wen, it's getting dark. I won't bother you any longer."
"Brother Jiamu, why are you in such a hurry?" Chen Tiantian caught up with him. "I haven't even had a chance to say more to you yet."
"I have some things to do, but we'll have plenty of time to talk later." Yu Jiamu smiled charmingly. "Maybe next time we meet, you'll be my sister-in-law."
Chen Tiantian's eyes widened: "Brother Jiamu, I actually..."
"Okay, then when you get back, please give my regards to your father." Chen Houwen called out to Lin Zhenzhen, who was standing in the corner, "Xiao Zhen, see Jia Mu off for me."
Lin Zhenzhen raised her head, met those slightly curved eyes for a few seconds, and then lowered her head.
She picked up the notebook beside her and jogged over to Yu Jiamu's side.
The high-end villa community has a low plot ratio and few residents. The road in front of us can be seen to the end. Apart from the chirping of insects and the alternating footsteps of the two people, there is not a sound.
The temperature was pleasant during the day, but it got a bit warm in the evening. Lin Zhenzhen didn't have a hair tie, so she could only tuck her long hair behind her ears, revealing a pair of round, fair little ears.
Yu Jiamu usually walks with long strides, but to accommodate Lin Zhenzhen's pace, he had to slow down. It looked as if he paused for two seconds after every step.
Yu Jiamu looked at her, and suddenly felt a little itchy: "Why are you leading me down this deserted path when there's no main road? Zhenzhen, what are you trying to do?"
Sure enough, his ears turned red rapidly before her eyes. Lin Zhenzhen glared at him, quickened her pace, and angrily rushed forward.
"You're angry already?" Yu Jiamu chased after him and quickly said, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have joked with you."
Lin Zhenzhen ignored him and kept moving forward.
Yu Jiamu grabbed her hand: "Wait, I want to spend more time with you. Can I ask you a few questions?"
Lin Zhenzhen looked up and saw that Yu Jiamu's face had lost some of its nonchalance and gained more seriousness. Seeing him so solemn, she thought they were going to talk about something important, but she was wrong.
What's your favorite color?
Do you like flowers?
"Whether you like basketball or not doesn't depend on whether you can play it, but whether you enjoy watching others play."
"Are you brave? Have you ever tried extreme sports?"
His questions became increasingly outrageous, and Lin Zhenzhen stopped writing, no longer wanting to answer.
"Why are you always so impatient with me?" Yu Jiamu smiled and gently ruffled the top of her head, making her originally sleek hair into a mess. "It's really inconvenient to only be able to communicate with people by writing. You get annoyed if you ask a few more questions."
Lin Zhenzhen glared at him, but in Yu Jiamu's opinion, the glare was harmless.
Instead, it reminded him of the soft touch he had experienced before, and he even wanted to touch it again to feel it.
Lin Zhenzhen held up her notebook: I can not only communicate by writing, I can also use sign language.
Yu Jiamu was amused by her serious expression: "But only a small number of people can understand sign language, right?"
Lin Zhenzhen, unconvinced, scribbled a line on the paper: My grandfather would.
“He learned that especially for you.” Yu Jiamu’s eyes dimmed for a moment, as if he had thought of something. “Your grandfather loves you very much.”
Lin Zhenzhen: We love each other very much and will make sacrifices for each other because we are family.
Yu Jiamu was taken aback, and after a long while, he laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Yes, this is what family is all about."
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