Chapter 40 He bent down to straighten her skirt.
Cheng Hexi was still in a daze when she was carried into the bathtub.
You Yue knelt on one knee by the bathtub, bent down and kissed her moist red lips.
The bathroom was filled with an ambiguous steam, the dampness from the rain had long since disappeared, and only the sound of panting grew clearer.
His hand gently lifted her cheek, as if touching some precious treasure, but his kiss was fiercer than ever before.
During this passionate kiss, Cheng Hexi loosened her teeth and tried her best to cooperate with him. As things progressed, she even tried exploring with the tip of her tongue.
For the first time, she took the initiative, and You Yue's back almost instantly stiffened. She removed her hand and restrained herself from kissing him.
In a sorry state.
Cheng Hexi seemed to be waking up, leaning against the bathtub to catch her breath.
The water temperature was just right. She was completely naked, while the man in front of her was still impeccably dressed in a shirt and trousers.
This morning, he wore the same clothes to meet with business partners, attend several meetings, and make decisions. The top button was still undone, but his expression was far from calm.
Just as they were kissing, Cheng Hexi's wet hand pressed against You Yue's chest, and water droplets splashed during their intense movements.
The wet shirt clung to the man's chest, revealing the outline of his well-developed pectoral muscles.
Cheng Hexi always knew that she liked You Yue's face and figure, and always felt that this man was a perfect creation that met her aesthetic standards.
This visual liking carries a certain emotional weight.
I thought he was handsome at first glance, but not to the extent I feel now.
You Yue's possessiveness, which he had always controlled relentlessly, finally erupted. During the kiss, he even wanted to suck his lips until they were swollen, and then cover her chest, waist, and between her legs with his lip prints. It wasn't until she gently peeked out with her tongue that his reason finally returned for a moment.
Cheng Hexi moved her legs and looked at him, her gaze still shimmering.
"Aren't you going to do it?" she asked.
You Yue remained in the same position, dabbing the corner of the person's lips with his fingertip, his gaze intense.
He thought to himself, "She's trying to seduce me again."
There wasn't enough time, and she had already vented her emotions, gotten soaked in the rain, and her heart was in turmoil; she wasn't in a state where she could have sex.
You Yue now wants to please her and make her happy.
"No."
His long, slender fingers rested on the edge of the bathtub, his knuckles protruding. He looked at Cheng Hexi, his gaze shifting several times, before finally leaning in and biting her lip, his voice low and deep, "Don't seduce me, I'll make it up to you next time."
The Patek Philippe on her wrist got wet during the kiss, but You Yue didn't mind. She got up and walked out of the bathroom, thoughtfully placing a towel within her reach.
The bathroom fell silent again.
Cheng Hexi looked down at her chest, where red marks remained on her fair and delicate skin—You Yue's fingerprints.
A moment later, You Yue took his bathrobe and went into the bathroom. He didn't look at her and went into the shower next door.
The glass of the shower stall faintly reflected a person's image.
Cheng Hexi turned her head and watched him take off his clothes.
Then, the shower water sprayed out.
Cheng Hexi pictured You Yue's great figure.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, beautifully defined chest and abdominal muscles, and a V-line that extends downwards.
Is she seducing him?
She reflected for a moment and felt that this man was truly "the one who falsely accused others."
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The two of them got ready and stood in the entryway, preparing to attend the dinner party.
You Yue changed into a dark gray haute couture three-piece suit. His tie was neatly tied, but the tie clip was crooked.
Cheng Hexi felt uncomfortable looking at him and, just like that day in Manhattan, reached out and straightened his posture.
Today, he also wore a pocket watch chain, which was unusual for him. The faintly visible gold chain hung on his chest, giving him an inexplicable sense of seriousness and asceticism.
Cheng Hexi wore a suit jacket over her black dress, and the marks on her chest had long since faded beneath the dress.
Before long, they will enter the banquet hall together, dressed impeccably, chatting and laughing, and You Yue will regain his cold and arrogant demeanor in front of everyone.
No one would have guessed what they were doing in the bathroom an hour earlier.
Cheng Hexi looked the man up and down and asked, "Why is President You dressed so handsomely?"
As if he had been waiting for this question, You Yue slightly curved his lips and said, "I wore it for you to see."
The peacock spreads its tail feathers openly and confidently.
"I think you're attracted to me, and you're working on it."
Looking at him, Cheng Hexi felt that You Yue was an open and honest person, and he didn't show any fear when he said such things.
“Then you’ve succeeded.” Cheng Hexi looked up: “This is the moment I’m attracted to you.”
Her lips were full and glossy, making her look very alluring.
You Yue really wanted to smudge her lip makeup, so he reached out and restrained himself to touch the side of the person in front of him.
She tried to hold back, but still overestimated her self-control. In the end, she lowered her head and kissed Xiaoxiang's lips.
They were both very emotional and kissed for a while, which completely ruined her lip makeup.
As Cheng Hexi resignedly touched up her makeup, he stood quietly to the side, watching her movements, and suddenly spoke, asking in a low voice, "Will you ever see him again?"
Cheng Hexi paused, then said, "No more."
You Yue put away his somewhat unruly demeanor and suddenly bent down to hug her after she walked back to his side.
Cheng Hexi's body stiffened.
She could flirt with You Yue, but she still didn't feel comfortable with these tender moments.
A deep male voice sounded in my ear.
"He Xi, don't be sad because of him."
A moment later, Cheng Hexi reached out and hugged him back.
"No, he's just a nobody from the past. I don't care about him anymore."
You Yue's voice was deep, still hoarse from the kiss: "But you don't want to give your heart to anyone again, right?"
Cheng Hexi loosened her embrace and looked up at him.
He knew he was in a hurry, so he smiled slightly, picked up the G-Class car keys, and gentlemanly opened the door for the person next to him.
The outdoor air was fresh, mixed with the faint smell of damp earth after the rain.
The rain had stopped for who knows how long, and a rainbow hung high in the distance. The road was still damp, but the flowers, nourished by the rain, looked even more vibrant.
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This dinner, held halfway up the mountain, was an internal social gathering for the Chu family.
The Chu family owns a talent agency and holds a prominent position in the entertainment industry. Many popular celebrities and big names will be present at the event, with people from all walks of life gathering together.
Several luxury cars with fancy license plates were parked halfway up the mountain, but Youyue's G-Class wasn't particularly eye-catching among them.
No matter the occasion, paparazzi are inevitable wherever celebrities are present. He hates those "long guns and short cannons" and knows that Cheng Hexi doesn't like them either, so he drove the car directly into the yard.
Jingyao is here tonight too.
The bright green McLaren followed closely behind, with the off-road vehicle and the supercar coming to a stop almost simultaneously.
You Yue knew that Jing Yao's car was behind him, so he ignored him, got out of the car, walked around to the passenger side, opened the car door for Cheng Hexi, and put his hand on the roof.
Cheng Hexi's dress was very long. After her high heels touched the ground, You Yue withdrew his hand and bent down to straighten the hem of her dress.
Jingyao witnessed this entire scene.
The rain had just stopped, and his car was sparkling clean, a stark contrast to the G-Class in front of him.
Jingyao's exit from the car made quite a commotion. Cheng Hexi hadn't noticed the car behind her until now, and her expression was unusually unsettled.
She was used to You Yue's gentle care when they were alone, but she felt a little embarrassed when acquaintances suddenly saw it.
Jingyao greeted her with a beaming smile, calling her "sister-in-law," his expression unchanged from usual.
She smiled and exchanged pleasantries with the people.
In such settings, Cheng Hexi was never anyone's appendage or companion; she was President Cheng of Xilin, and many people knew her and wanted to get to know her. Before long, a female entrepreneur approached her to strike up a conversation.
Cheng Hexi felt that Jingyao seemed to have something to say to You Yue, so she took the opportunity to walk ahead with her.
As she turned around, she suddenly realized that she didn't recognize Jing Yao's car, but You Yue did. He wasn't surprised at all when he saw Jing Yao, even though he already knew he was there.
But he still helped her adjust her skirt so naturally in front of his closest friend, as if he didn't care about lowering his posture in front of her.
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Jingyao doesn't actually have any serious business.
After Cheng Hexi left, he casually leaned against the car and teased him, "A handsome man driving a G-Wagon."
You Yue scoffed lightly.
If he hadn't run into Jing Yao, he would have already entered the banquet hall with Cheng Hexi.
Jingyao saw what he was thinking, smiled, and asked, "Your sister-in-law's car?"
You Yue hummed in agreement.
"Why are you always driving this? All those eight-figure supercars in your garage have been sitting in the dark for ages."
"I've been finding this car easy to drive lately."
Jingyao was too lazy to expose him, but thinking back on it, he found it amusing.
You Yue agreed to the marriage to please the old lady. Neither Ying Zeqing nor Liang Xiao, nor anyone else, believed that this young master would develop any real feelings.
Over the years, You Yue had genuinely admired very few people, let alone liked them. He was naturally arrogant, and no one could imagine that such a person would one day bend down to straighten someone's skirt.
You Yue may appear nonchalant and playboy-like, but he takes every decision seriously. Once he's made up his mind about something, nothing can change it, no matter how much time passes.
The two walked into the banquet hall together, and on the way, You Yue asked him about an investment he had made some time ago.
Finally, Jingyao said, "Could a married man do me the honor of coming out for dinner tomorrow night? Axiao returned to the capital today."
You Yue smiled and asked him where he was.
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The following evening.
Cheng Hexi was working overtime at Xilin, while You Yue went directly to the club after leaving the company.
Liang Xiao travels all over the country all year round, so it's rare for them to get together. After dinner, they weren't in a hurry to leave, so they changed to a tea room to chat.
Midway through, Liang Xiao called You Yue to play billiards.
The two weren't really fighting, just chatting casually. During one conversation, Liang Xiao took out a cigarette, put it to his lips, and offered it to You Yue. You Yue refused, turning it down immediately.
Jingyao raised an eyebrow.
He knew that swimming wasn't addictive, but he wouldn't have refused it before.
"Are you quitting?" After thinking it over, he came up with a reasonable reason.
You Yue thought for a moment and gave a compromise answer: "You could say that."
People who quit smoking usually have a moment when they make up their minds, but he didn't. He just remembered that Cheng Hexi hated the smell of cigarettes, and gradually he stopped touching them.
If you're not addicted, quitting isn't difficult, but you'll still develop a habit.
He's slowly making changes.
Jingyao smiled, threw the cigarette from his lips into the ashtray, and stopped smoking.
The two played for more than half an hour, and it was already ten o'clock.
Ying Zeqing and Jing Yao also came down from upstairs.
You Yue put down his golf club, sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and picked up his phone to take a look.
He sent a message 20 minutes ago asking if Cheng Hexi had gone home, but there has been no reply.
They're probably still busy.
Ying Zeqing sat next to him and chatted with him about a game company that had recently gone bankrupt and was preparing for liquidation. Before You Yue could express his opinion, a phone call suddenly came in.
Cheng Hexi's number was displayed on the screen.
Jingyao leaned to one side and asked him with a smile if he was checking up on him.
She knew he was out with friends, so she wouldn't call him; if she needed anything, she would just send him a message.
Cheng Hexi would never do something like checking up on someone's work.
You Yue's eyelids twitched inexplicably.
The call connected, and it was Tang Ying, Cheng Hexi's assistant, on the other end. She spoke quickly but clearly:
"Mr. You, we are at the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University. Mr. Cheng's gastritis has flared up."
After hanging up the call, he stood up with a cold and solemn expression, his tone more urgent than ever before.
"I'll go first," he said. "He Xi is in the hospital."
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Author's Note: Mr. You said he'd definitely make it up next time, so don't worry hhh
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