Chapter 18018 His skin is very thin everywhere
"How's your recovery?"
Lan Xi asked during a break from breakfast. She'd been leaving early and returning late during Liang Qing's vacation, and since the room was spacious and Liang Qing didn't like to move around, she had little time to communicate with him.
Today is the day Liang Qing returns to the company.
"Well, I've had a good rest, no problem." Liang Qing put down the spoon and replied.
"I'm just asking," Lan Xi said, picking up a piece of fresh omelet. "Just keep eating."
It's fair to say Liang Qing is a real workaholic. A few days ago, he looked listless on his day off, but this morning, when Lan Xi opened her eyes, he was already dressed in formal attire, making omelets in the kitchen. He was meticulously dressed, even down to every strand of his hair, perfectly combed.
She had seen Liang Qing's resume, which was quite impressive, but he had never intended to be a personal assistant.
There are many mysteries about this person that she wants to understand.
The phone screen suddenly lit up, showing an incoming call from the contact "Lan Hui." Lan Xi picked up the call, and the wailing from the other end was a heavy blow to her ears: "Sister, I'm getting married! I'm getting married!!!"
Lan Xi turned down the volume on her phone: "Your proposal actually worked?"
Perhaps the disbelief in her voice was too obvious, so Lan Hui raised his voice again: "What do you mean by 'actually'? I was absolutely certain. You don't understand Chen Su. I know she'd fall for this! Oh, and I'm planning on having an engagement party next month."
"Sister? Are you listening?" He talked to himself for a while before realizing Lan Xi hadn't responded. "Did I...did I disturb you?"
“…”
Lan Xi is now grieving about her future.
Compared to her, Lan Hui and Shen Su's progress was like a rocket. She had just had an unpleasant argument with Jiang Sui because of the dinner party, and in the blink of an eye, Lan Hui was about to get engaged.
She has to start all over again by looking for a new partner, and her precious entertainment time cannot be invaded again!
At the moment, the only way is for Shen Su to immediately throw a child out of Doraemon's pocket to occupy all the attention of the mother and father... Haha, it doesn't sound practical at all.
Clearly, she was going to be finished.
Lan Xi asked, "Do you have a date today?"
"No," Liang Qing seemed to have been paying attention to her every move and answered promptly, "Do you need any arrangements?"
"No, no, no, that's not necessary." Lan Xi finished the omelet in a few bites and wiped her mouth with a tissue. "Well...if the chairman has any arrangements, please inform me immediately."
After so long on blind dates, Lan Xi had figured out a few patterns. Based on the time, location, and accompanying personnel arranged by her father's secretary, she could analyze whether she was going to cancel the date.
For example, those who were notified suddenly a day or two beforehand were probably not important. But when it was Jiang Sui's first meeting with his father present, it had to be taken seriously. Lan Xi sometimes felt like a difficult puzzle to fit together, surrounded by various pieces, while her father squatted beside her, persevering in trying.
It's obvious that she is living a comfortable life without a partner.
Before leaving get off work, Lan Xi received bad news: she had a date with the young master of the Qin family in a few days, and her father would also be there.
It's hard mode!
"The chairman attaches great importance to this appointment," Liang Qing reported as they walked. "Secretary Wen will drive you there."
The reason for using the secretary to drive and pick people up was, firstly, because of the recent car accident, and secondly, to ensure that she could arrive on time and had changed into a long dress and brought gifts when she arrived, so that everything had to "meet the requirements".
Who brings parents on a date?
Lan Xi thought that her temper was really understood. If her father was not around, she would tie her hair into a ponytail and go empty-handed. Half an hour later, she would go to eat skewers with Liang Qing.
"Liang Qing."
Thinking of this, she called Liang Qing and said, "Come with me."
Liang Qing didn't react for a moment: "Huh?"
What? Going with her? A date... Going on a date with her in front of the chairman, the secretary, and Young Master Qin?
"This..." He hesitated to speak.
Lan Xi looked serious.
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In the hazy night, a silver-white car pulled up downstairs from the office. Lan Xi, having changed into a long dress, stood by the window, gazing at the car that symbolized "hard mode." Her low ponytail was down, and her slightly soft hair, curling inwards, draped down her back, creating a strangely incongruous look.
Someone knocked on the door three times.
"Enter."
The person who came in was Liang Qing, holding a hair straightener that he got from somewhere.
"Your hair may need straightening." He turned on the straightener and motioned Lan Xi to sit down. "It's very hot, don't move it."
"Assistant Liang also does hair!"
Lan Xi couldn't help but whistle, and the young man holding the hair straightener blushed.
His movements were cautious, working on each strand at a time. Lan Xi sat in her chair, unable to see what was happening behind her. His slender fingers, weaving through the hair, would sometimes inadvertently brush against the side of her neck; pulling on a strand of hair would also trigger a subtle sensation. Like the tiny air currents stirred by the flutter of a butterfly's wings, like the brush of soft down—no physical contact, yet a constant reminder of the distance within reach.
Her breathing was getting lighter, and perhaps there was more than one person in the room whose breathing was getting lighter.
In an instant, you could hear a pin drop.
"Liang Qing," Lan Xi looked up at the time, "Hurry up..."
The slightly cool knuckles passed through the hair and accidentally brushed against the glands on the back of the neck.
Her breathing deepened a little: "...Hurry up."
No one said anything about what had just happened, but the silence was completely broken in an instant. Even Liang Qing slightly increased his speed, and at the same time was more careful to avoid her skin.
The subtle feeling was magnified dozens of times, which was like torture for Lan Xi.
Finally, Liang Qing put away the straightener: "Okay."
Lan Xi felt as if she had been pardoned. She quickly stood up and walked out. After taking a few steps, she saw that he had not caught up with her, so she urged him, "Let's go."
Leaving the office and taking the elevator, Liang Qing didn't say a word, as quiet as a transparent person.
"Come in with me later and stand behind me first," Lan Xi discussed matters with him calmly. "Everything depends on my father's mood... If he lets you go out, you don't need to ask me, just go directly. Even if it's after get off work, you don't have to wait for me."
Secretary Wen was already waiting in front of the car. She was a renowned omega secretary, known for her meticulous work chops, having outperformed alphas and betas. She could handle anything. She had short hair, a straight figure, and meticulous attention to detail.
She opened the car door and said, "Miss, get in."
Lan Xi pointed at Liang Qing behind her and said, "He's going with me."
"Okay." Secretary Wen sat in the driver's seat without making any comments or even looking at Liang Qing.
Instead, Liang Qingzai observed her carefully, secretly wanting to learn from her.
Looking back, he had never been like this before, sitting in the back seat of a luxury car, with an elite secretary driving. Even if it was just to benefit from Lan Xi's influence, it was too unimaginable. Liang Qing pressed his hands on his knees, feeling a little embarrassed, not knowing what to do.
After the car started, Secretary Wen suddenly called him: "Liang Qing, give the bottle of spray to the young lady."
Liang Qing took the spray according to her instructions, and in a flash of his eyes he vaguely saw a few words, something like "eliminate"... This packaging was not common, he didn't recognize it, and he definitely had never used it.
Lan Xi's expression was a little subtle when she took the spray.
"Miss," Secretary Wen said word by word, "your pheromones are too strong. Please be restrained during the date."
“…”
Lan Xi bit her lip and was about to make a few excuses when she heard Secretary Wen say, "Assistant Liang, spray it too."
Okay, no need to quibble now.
Liang Qing looked confused and wanted to ask for a reason, but fortunately, he was very sensible and knew when to speak and when not to. For example, right now, he shouldn't say a word.
The one-hour drive felt so long it was almost torture.
The three of them got off the car one after another.
This time, Lan's father chose a restaurant by the lake. A long table was set up outdoors, and a band was playing orchestral music nearby. Flowers still covered with dew were transported from their place of production and decorated the surrounding area. The view was wide, and the place didn't seem so stuffy and serious.
"Come quickly!" He walked forward with a smile, took Lan Xi's hand and warned her in a low voice that only they could hear, "Shouldn't give a cold face or leave early!"
"I understand." Lan Xi nodded weakly.
Opposite her was a male omega with porcelain-white skin, his eyes lowered, his makeup so light that it was almost invisible, and his lips were not dark. He was the type who looked average at first glance but was worth looking at.
"I'm Qin Xing," he extended his hand, "Nice to meet you, Miss Lan Xi."
After a brief handshake, they sat down. Lan Xi turned around and saw Liang Qing and Secretary Wen standing not far away. Their faces were expressionless like a pair of stone statues.
"Xiao Qin is born weak and doesn't like sports, but he's good at drawing."
As soon as Lan's father finished speaking, a man dressed as a butler appeared behind Qin Xing and brought in a framed painting. Lan Xi took it and placed it on the seat beside her: "Thank you."
Unfortunately, she knows nothing about painting.
Qin Xing was quite untalkative. He would answer every question asked by Lan's father, and would never initiate any other conversations. Considering that there were elders present, Lan's father said a few words and then left the table, calling Liang Qing and Secretary Wen to go into the restaurant.
With his gossipy and worrying nature, he definitely hadn't gone far. He might be hiding in some corner watching. Lan Xi raised her eyes calmly as she spoke, and sure enough, she saw him sneaking his head out from the second-floor terrace.
"Xiao Qin is a bit introverted, and his preferences are different from hers," Lan's father sighed. "I'm afraid it will be difficult to negotiate."
"Actually, I think..." Secretary Wen said appropriately, "Young Lady has a more cheerful personality and will be much friendlier to Young Master Qin. You see, Young Master Qin is more relaxed now."
"It seems so," Lan's father laughed. "The criteria she gave me for choosing a partner weren't right at all. I've been searching for a long time, and I've dated everyone who meets one or two of my criteria... Well, they actually seem quite compatible."
He exchanged glances with Secretary Wen as he smiled, and then noticed Liang Qing standing silently beside him: "Are you... the personal assistant? Why are you here?"
"The young lady brought it." Secretary Wen replied.
"She's willing to take you with her to prove that you're doing a good job!" Father Lan stepped forward and patted Liang Qing on the shoulder. "You know, she doesn't like others to interfere too much in her affairs."
Liang Qing glanced at the two people sitting opposite each other by the lake, smiled and nodded.
But the good times did not last long. The frail Master Qin put down his knife and fork and coughed a few times. The housekeeper immediately came forward and fed him medicine. Then the Master staggered away from the table and was helped away.
"What's going on?"
Father Lan rushed downstairs in one step.
"Ahem, uncle," Qin Xing covered his mouth, "I'm not feeling well..."
The housekeeper explained for him: "The young master's heart and lungs are not in good condition. He must have caught a cold in the wind by the lake."
The carefully planned date ended abruptly. Lan's father looked around and realized that this time it really wasn't Lan Xi's fault. He could only sigh and shake his head: "Well, let's make an appointment next time. That's all for today...I'll have my secretary take you home?"
"No, you guys go ahead," Lan Xi said, sitting at her seat and cutting the steak calmly, "I haven't finished my meal yet."
She is very impressed by the chef's skills in this restaurant.
Although this date took some time and thought, she did not feel sad about canceling the date early. Instead, she felt relieved.
"Liang Qing?" She waved to the young man standing like a stone statue, "Come here with me."
"Is this really okay..."
Having said that, Liang Qing did not hesitate for a second and sat next to her and started eating.
He watched her eat her steak and asked, "Do you like this?"
"Try it, it tastes very good." Lan Xi picked up a piece and put it on his plate, watching him chew it in small bites. "Can you replicate it?"
Liang Qing savored it slowly, swallowed it, and then replied, "...I'll give it a try."
In fact, he couldn't make a one-to-one replica, and perhaps he couldn't guess the spices and the process, but under such a hot and expectant gaze, Liang Qing couldn't say anything to disappoint her.
As the sun was setting, the waiter came forward with a candlestick and arranged the arrangements according to the pre-planned plan.
"The date ended early, there's no need to serve..." Liang Qing turned her head to ask Lan Xi's opinion. It was okay for her to let him come for a free meal, but there was no need to serve the food prepared for the original young master.
"Hmm..." Lan Xi's tone took a turn and rose diagonally, "Hmm? Just leave it there, it's just for some light."
"good."
Liang Qing did not raise any further objections.
The bright, warm yellow candlelight reflected in his eyes, sometimes like a brilliant sea of stars, sometimes like floating ice in a wine glass. It flickered, flickered, and danced, his profile shrouded in a soft halo, and his once pale skin seemed plump.
The wind blew across the lake, filling it with water vapor and the sweet scent of flowers.
"That Young Master Qin is very nice," Liang Qing suddenly said, "It's a pity that the date ended early."
"Is he good? I think he's okay," Lan Xi swirled the golden wine and clinked glasses with him. "It's mainly because he speaks too softly and I often can't hear him clearly..."
She is telling the truth.
Whenever Qin Xing mentioned a highlight or intention of giving her the painting, she would often repeat a word because she couldn't hear clearly. Qin Xing mistakenly thought that she was very interested in it, so he would talk incessantly.
Anyone can become talkative when talking about something that interests them.
Since Liang Qing thought they got along well, his father must have the same idea. Lan Xi was secretly delighted that she had successfully handled the situation once again.
After a hearty meal, the two walked to the car and realized they had both been drinking when they took out their keys. Liang Qing took out his phone to call a designated driver and checked the distance. The restaurant was not far from Lan Xi's residence and could be reached in a few dozen minutes on foot.
"Let's leave the car here," Lan Xi also saw the distance, "it's not mine anyway, the secretary will take care of it. Let's walk back and just treat it as a stroll after dinner."
She then thought of Liang Qing's body, which was no less beautiful than Qin Xing's...
"Okay," Liang Qing agreed, "I want to exercise, too."
"If you really want to exercise, you can't just walk," Lan Xi took a step forward. "Let me see... I think I can make a fitness plan for you, a super reliable one."
"A plan? Make a plan for me?"
"What's wrong?" Lan Xi folded her arms and looked at him. "You want to lie down after hearing the plan?"
Liang Qing took two quick steps to catch up with her: "No. I thought fitness was just taking a walk, running or something like that..."
Lan Xi bent her arms hard, revealing her well-proportioned and slender thin muscles, which looked very beautiful.
"Looks good, doesn't it? You can't develop that by just walking."
She watched Liang Qing unbutton his suit jacket and wondered if he was going to compete just because he was provoked. You must be kidding. His arm had no muscles at all; it was just a big stick of bone. He probably couldn't even lift her weight.
The coat was handed to her.
"It's getting colder," Liang Qing said, "Put it on."
"Thank you for your kindness, I'm not cold." Lan Xi waved her hand to refuse.
She is not afraid of the cold and is resistant to freezing. She swims in winter every year. Alpha's physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people, let alone an alpha who exercises all year round.
The temperature around me was getting colder and colder. The post-meal heat and the residual smell of alcohol were supporting and consuming it. Unconsciously, I felt a chill on my shoulders. My coat, cuffs, and trouser legs merged with the cold air, gradually eroding the heat in my body.
Liang Qing shuddered slightly.
He felt a little cold.
Especially when walking along the river bank, the gusts of wind from the river took away the little body temperature he had left, making him shiver.
He glanced at Lan Xi, who was skipping and jumping in front of him, her arms stretched out, the hem of her blue-purple skirt billowing in the wind.
She is in really good health.
The jumping man suddenly stopped and turned to look at him: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Only after getting closer did Lan Xi see clearly that Liang Qing was so cold that his lips were turning purple.
"Very cold?"
"No, no. I'm not cold." Liang Qing immediately denied it.
She shook his hand with lightning speed. It was icy cold, and Lan Xi doubted that even with an instrument, she could measure the temperature.
She put her arm around his shoulders and led him away from the river: "Just tell me if you're cold. I don't have a penchant for mistreating my assistants."
Through the thin clothing, her arms radiated warmth firmly, wrapping from her left shoulder to her right, shielding him from the cold wind while also continuously transferring heat. So warm.
Liang Qing walked inward with her, looking at the distance they were about to reach. Thinking that she would let go after they corrected their route, he couldn't help but feel a little greedy for her warmth. But one step, two steps, three steps... Lan Xi held him and walked to the inner route, still not letting go. They maintained this posture silently and walked forward.
This is a secluded route with only a few people walking by, so there is no need to worry about being seen.
The temperature has dropped significantly recently. Liang Qing shivered violently when he returned to the room. With Lan Xi protecting him, his body temperature did not drop further, but it was also difficult to raise the temperature. By the time he got home, his hands and feet were cold.
"Go take a nice hot bath," Lan Xi urged him, "otherwise you'll catch a cold and have a fever tomorrow. It's easy to get sick when the seasons change."
"No, I just took a leave," Liang Qing tried to make a joke, "I can't work two days and rest five days."
The atmosphere was completely awkward, and he went to the bathroom dejectedly.
Soaking in the hot water to dispel the chill, Liang Qing continued to think over the joke. When he chuckled and said that, Lan Xi frowned and stared at him, saying nothing. "Isn't it funny?" She didn't laugh, so it must be true.
After confirming several times, he took a deep breath and buried his face in his knees.
How could he tell such a boring joke... Maybe his brain was blown silly by the cold wind.
Once he realized he had done something stupid, Liang Qing couldn't stop thinking about it. The fragments and words kept replaying in his mind, and the atmosphere of embarrassment and shame filled him endlessly. He simply wanted to drown in this hot water.
He probably soaked for a long time, so long that the hot water had to be changed once. Every pore was relaxed and the embarrassing incident was completely forgotten.
Liang Qing dried his body with a bath towel and stared at the empty clothes hook in a daze.
Oh no, he was so eager to escape the awkward atmosphere before taking a bath that he forgot to bring a change of clothes.
The embarrassment returns.
He could only tentatively call out twice: "Lan Xi? Lan Xi? Are you there?"
At this moment, if she had not heard him enter the bedroom, it seemed that he could have quickly escaped back to the room.
But this large flat must have surveillance cameras... The worst-case scenario would be if someone happened to bump into them...
Fortunately, Lan Xi responded: "What's wrong?"
"Well, that's right, I..."
The words were on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't bring himself to say them. Liang Qing thought for a moment and said, "I forgot to take my pajamas. You, you can help me get it... get that..."
"knew."
Lan Xi interrupted him and the footsteps faded away.
Liang Qing's room was darkly curtained. The moment she turned on the light, her mouth dropped open in astonishment. A cat climbing frame sat on the bedside table, and a small hammock hung by the window. Inside the hammock, a sealed tuft of cat hair lay. He'd actually kept both of these things!
Are you so obsessed with it?
Lan Xi muttered, opened the wardrobe, picked up a bathrobe, and fled out of Liang Qing's bedroom.
She knocked on the bathroom door. "I got it."
The bathroom door opened a crack, and an arm, soaked pink by the hot water, stretched out. His skin was very thin, and a little red was extremely eye-catching, with light blue meridians winding around it. The scent of her usual shower gel wafted into his face - not only did he forget to bring a change of clothes, he also used her shower gel.
"Thanks."
As expected of Liang Qing, he remained polite even in such an awkward situation.
The crack in the door was too small, and he moved slightly to hold his bathrobe steady, revealing a bit of his side profile, like the undulating mountains in the distance. Lan Xi glanced at him, then looked away as if she had been electrocuted.
She walked away before the bathroom door closed.
This was clearly not the first time she had seen it. Liang Qing had almost fainted in the bathroom, but she hadn't paid attention to anything else at that time... Why did she overreact when she saw just a tiny outline?
This really shouldn't happen.
Liang Qing's voice sounded behind him: "Lan Xi, thank you for what happened today. I feel much better now and won't catch a cold and ask for leave."
Still thinking about asking for leave.
Lan Xi suddenly turned around. He moved quickly, putting the bathrobe on. The area near his shoulders was stained by water droplets dripping from the ends of his hair, and the exposed skin had a clear texture, and the skin was very thin everywhere.
She only brought him a bathrobe, so now Liang Qing was... empty.
Lan Xi's cheeks suddenly became hot.
"You should go to bed early." He held the corner of his bathrobe with his right hand and said good night to her.
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