Chapter 43 The Little Drama Queen in the Romance Variety Show 16: Brother
The two went directly into a VIP room. The lighting inside was not bright, and the space was filled with a faint woody fragrance.
Yun Chiyi kicked off her low-heeled shoes, straightened her dress, and sat on the cushion. Her two feet dangled in the air, swinging restlessly as she was in a great mood.
Lin Qiao glanced at the black leather shoes on the ground, made no reaction, and sat down opposite her. When he looked up, he could see Yun Chiyi's cold skin as white as snow, like a warm, round moon, under the dim light.
The next second, Yun Chiyi spoke up: "Give me more meat."
Lin Qiao's eyes widened slightly, and the almost imperceptible change was noticed by Yun Chiyi, whose eyes flashed with a hint of speechlessness.
After giving the instructions, Yun Chiyi picked up the menu to see if there were any good drinks.
Lin Qiaoyu seemed to be a regular here, ordering several pieces of meat from different cuts, small portions but to try them all.
As soon as the dishes were served, he skillfully turned on the stove, adjusted the smoker, and with his large, well-defined hands, picked up the scissors and deftly cut the meat into small pieces.
While the two diners are eating, the restaurant staff will not come in to disturb them, and they will not even be seen when the food is served, as everything is passed through a window connecting the two sides. This design can fully protect the privacy of the guests.
But Yun Chiyi noticed a tea set in the drawer. Lin Qiaoyu used it with ease, and even knew exactly where the spare cups were. It seemed as if this space had been specially reserved for him.
Lin Qiao, with a calm expression, brewed the tea and simply placed it on the table for Yun Chiyi to take herself.
Yun Chiyi sensed that Lin Qiao was even colder in private, and she seemed to be used to everything with a practiced ease.
The tea he brewed had a bittersweet aftertaste, and Yun Chiyi quickly took another small sip: "Won't this keep you awake at night?"
Lin Qiaoyu said, "It's calming."
Heat rose in the private room. Without turning his head, he touched the air conditioner controller on the wall with his left hand and turned down the temperature.
Yun Chiyi held a teacup, the rim of which obscured her red lips: "You come here often, don't you?"
Lin Qiao said, "Occasionally."
Well, it's another dialogue where silence is golden.
Yun Chiyi simply gave up on trying to get information out of him and focused on enjoying her meal.
The tender meat sizzled as it touched the scalding hot stone slab, and the machine above quickly sucked away the steam. Lin Qiao controlled the heat, and when both sides of the meat were golden brown, cooked through but still juicy, he cut the meat in half and placed both pieces on the plate in the middle of the table.
No extra seasoning is needed; the meat will be incredibly tender after roasting.
Yun Chiyi ate two pieces in a row, and then drank some light tea with them, not feeling greasy at all.
She stared at Lin Qiao's hand, which was gradually turning red, and pointed to another plate: "I want to eat this part."
Yun Chiyi was naturally good at ordering others around, even when facing Lin Qiaoyu, who was as cold as a deep pool, her smile was ingratiating and sweet.
Her voice carried a seemingly ordinary hint of coquettishness: "Cut it into smaller pieces, I'm afraid it will get stuck in my teeth."
Lin Qiao and Guang grilled meat for her, which was the only reason she received this treatment—otherwise, who would listen to her orders?
He put down the clip and took a sip of tea: "When do you plan to go back?"
Yun Chiyi said shamelessly, "That's right, the director said the show can't do without me, and told me to go back after I've rested."
Lin Qiao's lips curled up slightly, a faint smile spreading across her eyes. She didn't know where this narcissistic streak came from.
Yun Chiyi also asked him, "What about you? How many days off?"
Lin Qiaoyu only came back for a visit. His absence from the Lin family was to give Lin Qingsheng a chance, to give him a month to see if he would take any action.
If Lin Qiao had waited for her father to arrange everything, she would probably have nothing now.
He Xin keeps telling him not to compete with Lin Qingsheng for the family business. Nobody knows the truth. He's just staring at that piece of meat because he finds it amusing. What he holds in his hands now is far more valuable than what the Lin family owns.
He certainly couldn't start from scratch; he merely used some connections, and everything was done within permissible limits.
Lin Qiao didn't see anything wrong with it. He was the son of a businessman, and he felt it would be a disservice to his background not to seize the immediate benefits.
Yun Chiyi ate several pieces of meat, but still hadn't received his answer. She reached out and tapped the back of his hand with her fingertips.
The soft, gentle touch made Lin Qiao lift her eyes to look over: "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Yun Chiyi picked up a wet wipe and wiped her mouth: "I need your help with something."
Lin Qiaoyu directly refused: "I don't owe you anything."
Yun Chiyi was stunned, then suddenly chuckled: "Just consider it something I owe you."
She continued the conversation: "Let's go back together. You can cover for me and say that I've been sick these past few days and have no appetite. I look pale when we meet at the airport."
Lin Qiao repeated her words: "Loss of appetite?"
Yun Chiyi remained calm and composed: "Don't worry about whether they believe it or not, leave the rest to me."
He wasn't oblivious; she was trying to use this opportunity to generate buzz. The male and female guests leaving together and then returning at the same time—anyone with a vivid imagination could write hundreds of thousands of words of fan fiction.
Lin Qiao raised her teacup with one hand, her cold eyes showing no sign of softening: "What can you give me?"
Yun Chiyi frankly admitted, "I don't know, I'll grill meat for you another day."
Lin Qiao and Ya Yan, he himself is not without hands, what he gives and what he receives are completely disproportionate.
"I am a businessman."
Yun Chiyi's eyes sparkled: "Really? If I become famous in the future, you can hire me to be your spokesperson, and I'll give you a discount. What products will you sell?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao lowered her eyes and continued drinking her tea.
"We'll see."
Yun Chiyi took his agreement as his consent and quickly adapted to her cooperative role, raising her glass to lightly touch his hand: "President Lin, in my eyes, even empty promises are valid."
She was like water, able to slip through any crack. Lin Qiao, composed and unassuming, casually placed some meat into her bowl: "Is the meat delicious?"
Yun Chiyi nodded: "It's delicious, thank you, President Lin."
Lin Qiaoyu said, "Don't call me that."
Yun Chiyi's deer-like eyes glistened with tears: "Then how should I address you? Is Lin Qiaoyu too formal?"
She rested her rosy cheeks on her hands and thought seriously: "I thought about the other male guests, and I called them all 'brother'."
Lin Qiao recalled the image of her calling out to others in a soft voice, "Brother Song," "Brother Gu Huai," all her acting skills, which were hard to distinguish from genuine ones, wasted.
Yun Chiyi had eaten enough, and it wasn't convenient for her to eat too much in the evening, lest she be too full to sleep.
She wiped her hands clean, couldn't sit still, stepped on the back of her shoes, and moved closer to Lin Qiao, her gaze carefully tracing his eyes.
His eyelashes were so long, pure black, perfectly concealing the expression in his eyes.
This is his disguise, a half-open door. At least many people only think he is cold and indifferent at first glance, and would not think that his heart is black.
His eyes seemed to possess a captivating magic, and Yun Chiyi stared straight at them without blinking: "How about I call you Qiao Yu?"
Lin Qiaoyu reminded him, "I'm seven years older than you. Do you think that's appropriate?"
Yun Chiyi revealed a knowing look, and the corners of her mouth curled up at the same time: "So, you want to hear me call you brother."
"Would you like to hear a nameless form of address?"
She had so many skills at her disposal, and now was the perfect time to flirt with him. She pressed her soft lips against his ear, and her breath carried a faint, pleasant fragrance.
"elder brother."
"Brother, what do you smell like? It smells so good."
A crisp sound bit into Lin Qiaoyu's ear. He tightened his jaw and pushed the arrogant Yun Chiyi away with one hand: "Don't push your luck."
Yun Chiyi took several steps back barefoot before regaining his footing. Why was he panicking and using so much force?
She said coquettishly, "I'm not wearing shoes, and the floor is so cold."
Lin Qiao, oblivious to any romantic gestures, handed over the bill: "Check, please."
Yun Chiyi leisurely put on her shoes and readily paid the bill.
He could pretend nothing had happened, but the progress bar above his head betrayed his composure. The thirty-something favorability points were hard-earned, and it was only through Yun Chiyi's shameless enticement that he achieved this result.
She's so tired, she needs to give up and rest.
After going downstairs, Yun Chiyi decided to take a taxi home.
"Meet at the airport at 10 o'clock tomorrow," Lin Qiaoyu said as they parted.
It was already 10 o'clock when she got back. After taking a bath, she went straight to bed.
Lin Qiao did not return to the Lin family home, but instead went to her residence outside.
He didn't fall asleep until 3 a.m., having stayed up all night dealing with a backlog of tasks. He was still holding a contract in his hand when he went to bed, his eyes filled with black and white words. As soon as he closed his eyes, Yun Chiyi's voice echoed in his ears.
Her voice was so soft, sweet, and her breath enveloped his ear.
We shouldn't underestimate her.
The next day, Yun Chiyi slept until eight o'clock. Then Chu Xiang took her to the airport. She slept for another hour on the way and was stuffed into the VIP waiting room in a daze.
There were already people inside. She struggled to open her eyes and got a general idea of what was going on. She confirmed that Lin Qiaoyu was sitting on the sofa, so she lay down on the other side of the sofa and went to sleep.
She was still half asleep in the morning and hadn't put on makeup. Her fair, bare face was soft and harmless. She lay on her stomach, her cheeks pressed against the sofa. Feeling cold, she closed her eyes and reached for a blanket to cover herself.
She slept all night but still felt tired, the more she slept, the more sleepy she became. Getting up and moving around might have helped, but she didn't care.
In contrast, Lin Qiaoyu was holding an extra-strong cup of coffee to keep him alert. He really disliked feeling drowsy and lacking vigilance.
Yun Chiyi nestled on the sofa, her small body curled up in the plush blanket. She was asleep, her brows serene, probably without any worries to hold her mind.
Seeing that she was pulling the blanket tighter as she slept, Lin Qiao got up and covered her with the blanket he was using to cover her as well.
She felt warmth and grasped his fingers with her warm little hand: "Thank you, brother."
That's what they call him again.
Lin Qiaoyu didn't say a word and took the blanket off her.
The spotlight was suddenly stolen, and Yun Chiyi opened her eyes in dissatisfaction, her beautiful eyes still blurry, and lazily looked up.
"You stingy brat, you childish brat, give me back my blanket."
Lin Qiaoyu gave a rare cold laugh: "Don't call me that when we get back."
Yun Chiyi suppressed a laugh: "If you don't want to call, then don't. Give me the blanket, it's so cold in here."
Lin Qiao wrapped a blanket around his leg and threw it on his lap: "It's probably to prevent lazybones like you from falling into a deep sleep that can't be woken up."
Yun Chiyi wasn't annoyed: "Oh, I see. You're so clever."
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