Chapter 68 Online Dating 35
The screen was brightly lit, and the photo in the center was a private one that should have been viewed privately away from others, yet it was openly exposed under the crystal chandelier in the corridor.
Lu Xuejin reached out and calmly flipped through the messages.
After blocking people, he would only occasionally click into the chat interface when he felt like it. Before the offline event started, all his thoughts were focused on how to make Yuan Yingzhi smug and he had no time to pay attention to the electronic pet lying in the row, so the interface was full of one-sided output from the person who came.
The third 185cm crying lunatic: Will you come?
The third 185cm crybaby lunatic: What a coincidence! I just mentioned wanting to find a master for an offline affair, and the official event is already being held. Isn't this destiny?
The third 185cm tall crybaby lunatic: I'm so excited about seeing you tomorrow that I can't sleep.
The third 185cm tall, crybaby lunatic: Arrived in City B! [Airport photo.jpg]
The third 185cm tall, crying, and neurotic individual: Arrived at the venue! [Long queue photo.jpg]
The third 185cm crying lunatic: Master, where are you? Will I run into you if I just wander around?
The third 185cm crybaby lunatic: Okay, I won't XD
The third 185cm crying lunatic: I saw you on the live stream! So that's what happened. But when I got there, you had already left with the people in heaven. Why didn't you wait for me? [crying emoji]
Third 185cm tall crybaby lunatic: By the way, your boyfriend is really embarrassing, you should find someone else.
The third 185cm tall crybaby lunatic: Boring.
The third 185cm tall, crybaby lunatic: ...I saw you in the car. Turns out you stayed at the same hotel as me. Haha.
The third 185cm tall, crying lunatic: Open the door! Open the door! I'm here to fulfill my promise and deliver my condolences from afar.
As the message scrolled to the bottom, Lu Xuejin released her grip, raised her eyelashes, and casually glanced down at Qingmeijiu's disheveled yet perfectly placed wolf tail, her still-dampened shoulders and neck, before finally settling on her wide-open neckline. Qingmeijiu's attire was undeniably revealing; her chest was mostly bare, her muscles rising and falling slightly with her breath, the fabric abruptly tightening where her abs peeked out, carrying a seductive allure.
Those light-colored eyes stared straight at him, filled with an unquenchable animalistic instinct. The plum wine silently said, "Master, I came here specifically for you. Don't be so heartless as to abandon me."
"Let's have an affair while your boyfriend's not around." Qingmeijiu not only seduces Yuan Ying openly, but also puts her down, saying, "I saw it all today, Master's boyfriend... is really nothing special."
Yuan Yingmo's silent gaze was right behind him. Qingmeijiu's attention was entirely focused on Lu Xuejin, her eyes glued to her, as if she wanted to devour the person in front of her whole. She didn't notice the secret behind the half-open door at all.
Lu Xuejin leaned against the door, looking at him, and smiled. Her head was slightly tilted, and although she was shorter than him, her gaze was condescending in her half-closed eyelids. From the plum wine's perspective, Lu Xuejin had a straight nose, a narrow jaw, and a long neck. The curve of her smile was sharper than ever before, completely different from the light and gentle smile she gave during the live stream.
The plum wine caught Lu Xuejin's eye with something sharp and cold. Lu Xuejin directly pushed aside his carefully prepared, coy clothes, and her warm palm slid down smoothly, her fingertips gently scraping the man's firm abdominal muscles.
Throughout this offensive and harassing act, Lu Xuejin maintained a gentle and polite smile, touching and caressing with composure and without showing the slightest shame or embarrassment.
Dong Yao: [……]
The host completely disregards her husband behind the scenes...
And with such practiced movements, has Chen Mo been touched by Lu Xuejin before?
Green plum wine: "..."
Despite his many flirtatious remarks, he subconsciously tensed his abdomen the moment he was touched, and his cheeks tightened as Lu Xuejin slid across his face. A suppressed desire ignited in his bright eyes, a reaction that could be described as naive.
Besides the ambiguous touches, Lu Xuejin's focused gaze was also irresistible.
Lu Xuejin touched it a few times and then left, thinking it was nothing special. She put her hand on her other arm, a faint smile playing on her lips, and glanced at the plum wine, saying disdainfully, "What good things can come to someone who offers themselves up?"
His attitude suddenly turned hostile, and his words became harsh and unpleasant: "What right does this piece of trash, who's practically offered up for me, have to compare to my boyfriend?"
He is completely different from the rumored gentle and tolerant Lai Si.
Despite the merciless humiliation, Qingmeijiu showed no anger. He slowly stroked the cold flame patterns on the ring, his eyes fixed intently, greedily recording every change in the young man's expression. Lu Xuejin's insults, instead of enraging him, stirred a morbid, secret excitement within him.
The more Lu Xuejin felt emotionally affected by him, the brighter the dark light in Qingmeijiu's eyes flickered.
Dongyao's honest assessment: [He's obviously a pervert.]
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Lu Xuejin lowered his eyelashes and leaned towards Qingmeijiu. The light was too bright, reflecting his tender eyes. His slender fingers landed on Qingmeijiu's well-defined profile, and the temperature from his fingertips was unexpectedly high.
Lu Xuejin patted him gently, her voice full of affection: "Is it because you can't use the voice changer?"
His azure eyes moved upward, the central pupil as black as ink, so deep it seemed to absorb all light—Lu Xuejin's scrutinizing posture was undeniably eerie, making one think of some kind of beast or demon that had just transformed into a human. Under his gaze, Qingmei Jiu straightened her body slightly.
What did he find out?
After a moment of concentration, Qingmei Jiu laughed nonchalantly and finally spoke, his voice clear and youthful, but with a hint of wickedness in his laughter: "Master, so you knew who I was all along."
"Then why do you keep receiving the photos I carefully prepare? Does that mean you like them too?"
Lu Xuejin's face instantly turned cold.
He didn't find what he was looking for on the plum wine's face. His dwindling patience vanished in an instant, his gaze devoid of warmth, leaving only the natural curve of his upturned lips on his face.
The plum wine drinker suddenly said, "I really enjoyed watching this."
"They're hideous," Lu Xuejin coldly retorted. "Just like their owners, cheap and inferior goods."
"It felt so good to curse like that."
Qingmeijiu stared blankly at Lu Xuejin, unwilling to blink. He thought for a moment, about to say something flirtatious to get more, when Lu Xuejin suddenly took a step back and slammed the door shut coldly.
The plum wine almost hit her nose, and she touched it with a helpless expression.
I spent an entire afternoon preparing and proactively delivered the goods to your door, but you rejected them after just one touch? Are your abs really that bad?
"Master, no matter what, let's try it at least once?"
No one responded.
Qingmeijiu returned to her room looking dejected, reliving Lu Xuejin's every move just now.
Behind the closed door, the man stood in the room like a bat with its wings folded, his expression calm. He observed everything Lu Xuejin and Qingmeijiu did. Lu Xuejin frowned in annoyance and complained innocently, "You're so sticky and annoying, and you're bothering me. I almost called you out just now."
He paused for a moment, then asked, "Can you?"
Yuan Ying tilted her head: "Now?"
He made it sound like if Lu Xuejin gave the order, he would go out, drag Qingmeijiu out, beat her up, and take pictures for people to enjoy.
"Forget it. If something happens at my hotel, we'll be the ones who lose money." Lu Xuejin threw herself onto the bed, her slender figure nestled in the creamy white velvet quilt.
Lu Xuejin found it amusing that this looked like a portrait of a silent coffin surrounded by lilies. His gray eyes, hidden in the shadows, narrowed slightly, and a sinister, chilling smile appeared on his snow-white face. Behind his parted lips, a pair of slightly pointed teeth protruded, making him look like a smiling venomous snake.
"Go take a shower."
Lu Xuejin's orders were incredibly abrupt.
Yuan Ying raised an eyebrow, then squatted down and took out pajamas and toiletries from her suitcase.
"And my phone," Lu Xuejin said abruptly, opening her palm and demanding it with a matter of course, "My phone is dead."
I was in the car just now and I clearly saw a full battery indicator at the top right of the screen.
Yuan Ying didn't expose him and handed the phone to Lu Xuejin without hesitation. Fortunately, the old, laggy, and overheating phone had been replaced. The new phone had a brand-new casing and ran smoothly, so his wife wouldn't have any unpleasant experiences using it.
Yuan Ying hadn't set a password, so Lu Xuejin simply pressed the key and was automatically taken to the homepage. Before opening the software, he glanced up at Yuan Ying and said, "I hope there's nothing shady going on inside. Like, you and someone conspiring to cheat me out of my money."
The baby was in high spirits and full of enthusiasm tonight. Although Yuan Ying didn't understand where Lu Xuejin's excitement came from, she obediently played games with him.
He squatted down, his gaze meeting Lu Xuejin's steadily. "I have nothing, only love for the baby. Otherwise, how can I compare to those shameless sluts who offer themselves up?"
The sound of running water came from the bathroom.
Lu Xuejin aimlessly scrolled through her phone.
Yuan Ying was a boring person; her phone had very few apps besides chat apps, food delivery apps, game forums, and search platforms. If you randomly opened a social media app, the homepage, pushed by big data, was full of dating-related topics and local products; you couldn't see a single thing Yuan Ying was interested in.
How to make your wife happy
Wife, kids, and a warm bed
My wife's cooking is awful.
Favorite items for couples
How to deal with your wife's mistress
You can tell at a glance what they usually browse.
The memo was empty, with only a few scattered entries. Lu Xuejin clicked on them one by one. The first few were recipes, and the last one, created a few months ago, was quite unusual. The formatting was messy, punctuation was missing, and URLs were mixed in with the text, clearly copied from various sources. The content was an appreciation and evaluation of an art column that Yuan Ying had previously forwarded.
[Wow... Honey, if you change the order of these sentences and remove the subject from that sentence, it's the content of your previous chat with Yuan Ying.]
These fragmented, pieced-together remarks on art...
[No wonder, the male protagonist in this world also has poor grades, so it's impossible for him to have such a profound understanding of art. He must have prepared all this in advance, improvising during your conversation to appear artistic and sensitive.] Dong Yao was practically implying that Yuan Ying was illiterate.
Lu Xuejin: "..."
Luo Mingchuan was also a complete mess in the last century.
Connecting two worlds, both marked by the enormous word "illiterate," it's easy to imagine that he's probably just as pathetic in reality. Those poems, philosophical themes, and artistic insights likely originated from similar methods—products of plagiarism from various sources.
Lu Xuejin sighed: "No wonder Xiao Yao told me that she couldn't find the student's academic record. My husband... he probably really didn't go to school."
He said with difficulty that his husband, who considered himself knowledgeable and erudite, was actually a manipulative illiterate, and it was really hard to admit that.
Dongyao is now curious about something else.
[Host, why didn't you recognize it back then?]
In its view, these lengthy yet illogical statements are blatantly plagiarized and pieced together. Even those without prior knowledge of the relevant fields can discern the truth through their bizarre and chaotic logic. After all, great works each have their strengths, while the patchwork of pseudo-workers is invariably the same.
"..."
Lu Xuejin tossed her phone aside, buried her face in the blanket, leaving only one eye visible, veiled in a misty haze. Her brows furrowed slightly, revealing a fragile vulnerability and a helpless melancholy.
He whispered, "In my eyes, he was omnipotent. I trusted him so much that I didn't realize he had been lying to me all along."
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, isn't it?
Dong Yao, remaining skeptical, retrieved the records from the previous world. Lu Xuejin didn't directly explain the problems to Luo Mingchuan, but instead handed him over to a tutor… she felt that her host didn't seem to be very good at studying either.
The sound of water stopped, and a few seconds later Yuan Ying walked out of the bathroom, steaming hot, quickly shaking the water droplets off her hair, and just as she reached the bedside.
"Finished washing?" Lu Xuejin lay on the bed, not even looking at him. "Then let's go out. Your room is to the left after you go out."
Yuan Ying: "..."
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