Chapter 956: Chapter 570: Is Lusting After His Body Too Superficial? (2)
Her breath suddenly sank.
"Miss?" The person beside her, seeing she hadnât spoken for a while, whispered a reminder.
"Hmm?" She turned and left the window.
"How did the Fourth Master end up renting a room here out of nowhere, and by such a coincidence, it happened to be your place?"
"Keep an eye on him, about his matters, let me know anytime."
The man nodded. They had never had any dealings or relationships with the Jiang Family. The only connection was the You Family incident a while back, which was worth paying attention to.
...
Jiang Chengsi hummed a tune, heading westwards, not caring about the dark clouds looming over the city, the dense ink-rolling clouds. He just hated that there was no one to share this great news with.
He could soon escape from Hexi, and he couldnât wait. If it werenât for the motorcycle still in the house, he could have packed up tonight and moved out.
At this time, Qi Zeyan hadnât received any calls because he was busy.
The air conditioner repairman had arrived, a middle-aged man around forty, who opened the air conditioner to inspect and started fixing it. Being a wall-mounted unit, it always needed an extra hand.
"Iâll help," Ruan Mengxi walked over, the uncle paused for a moment and glanced at Qi Zeyan, who was standing to the side.
In home clothes, still wearing a mask indoors, his demeanor was somewhat like a young master, "How can we let a girl do this? Young man, you come."
"His foot is injured, so let me do it," Ruan Mengxi said with a smile.
The two of them were repairing the air conditioner in the guest room, and Qi Zeyan, having nothing to watch on TV, decided to take a look. Just as he arrived at the door, he heard a conversation inside.
"...Young lady, donât spoil your boyfriend too much. Love is mutual."
"Heâs not my boyfriend."
"Not your boyfriend? He doesnât look like a relative either, so how come youâre living together?"
"..."
"Listen, Iâve been through it, I know these things."
Qi Zeyan frowned. What exactly did this uncle know?
However, the repair process wasnât smooth. It seemed a part was broken, and he didnât have it with him. Given it was the weekend, no one was willing to deliver it, so he said heâd return tomorrow.
After he left, there was a raging storm outside, a fierce wind carrying sudden rain, pounding against the windows. The entire city seemed shrouded by the torrential rain.
"Boss, what would you like to eat? Iâll cook," Ruan Mengxi washed her hands and prepared to head to the kitchen.
"Anything is fine," Qi Zeyan looked outside the window.
With the urgent rain as the backdrop, the entire interior became exceptionally cozy. Qi Zeyan watched her busy in the kitchen, suddenly recalling how she almost blew up his kitchen once by cooking the wrong dish at his place.
Yet now she was methodically handling various ingredients.
She wore simple home clothes, the style somewhat old-fashioned and conservative, with her hair loosely tied back, her eyes downcast as she focused on cutting vegetables. While she possibly learned culinary skills quickly, her knife skills couldnât be honed in a day; she moved slowly, extremely earnestly.
Qi Zeyanâs home had a housekeeper for cooking, and except for holidays or birthdays, no one would cook voluntarily.
"I remember you didnât know how to cook before. Who did you learn from?"
"Online tutorials."
"Why the sudden interest in learning to cook?"
"Back at home, I always ordered takeout. My family was worried about my health, afraid that constant takeaways would harm my body. Plus..." Ruan Mengxi paused a bit, then turned to him with a smile:
"Isnât it said, to capture a manâs heart, you must first seize his stomach?"
Ruan Mengxi was considered quite beautiful, and her smiling face resembled a blooming flower, extremely radiant.
Qi Zeyan squinted his eyes without speaking.
By saying this...
Has she found a man she wants to capture?
But such matters are personal, and while Qi Zeyan wanted to gossip, he felt it improper to pry into a subordinateâs private affairs.
Ruan Mengxi cooked a western dinner tonight: steak pasta, creamy mushroom soup, and she deliberately found candles to create a bit of atmosphere.
Qi Zeyan was startled:
He didnât expect her to have such a sense of life, knowing how to set a romantic mood.
Ruan Mengxi wanted to have a candlelight dinner with him, yet couldnât say it outright, so she merely mentioned that since they had nothing else to do, they might as well create some atmosphere.
With the setting like this, wine was definitely necessary.
Ruan Mengxi took out a bottle of red wine, looking at Qi Zeyan, "Boss, your leg is injured, so you shouldnât drink."
"This little injury is nothing, pour me a little," Qi Zeyan, though not a drinker, hadnât drunk for a while and was somewhat craving it. He specifically checked the brand of the red wine, smiling at Ruan Mengxi, "This wine isnât cheap, huh."
"Is it? It was a gift from someone," Ruan Mengxi smiled sheepishly.
In fact, this wine was something her dad bought specifically for her as decoration when renovating the house, and it indeed wasnât cheap.
"Didnât expect you, a young girl living alone, to have wine at home."
"I have some other wines too," Ruan Mengxi brought out a few more bottles, most of them fruit wines suitable for women.
But Qi Zeyan, once he had a drink, couldnât control himself at all. Recently he had been dealing with many frustrationsâbeing injured, having his grandfather forcefully suspend his job, and being set up for blind dates.
Seeing him drinking continuously, Ruan Mengxi quickly tried to dissuade him, mentioning how his foot wasnât healed yet, and drinking like this could easily lead to trouble. She had seen him drunk before, after all.
"Boss, stop drinking," Ruan Mengxi reached out trying to take the wine glass from his hand.
"Donât touch it, Iâm only drinking a little."
Qi Zeyanâs face already had an unnatural flush, clearly showing signs of intoxication.
"...I just donât get it about our little old man, always urging me to date and marry. This kind of thing, you canât rush it."
"If you canât find the right person, or if your values donât align, or thereâs no common topic, how could you live with someone like that for a lifetime?"
"Seeing others get married makes him anxious, but I have no idea what heâs anxious about."
...
After a few drinks, Qi Zeyan became very talkative, while Ruan Mengxi just listened quietly, occasionally advising him.
Only when he was indeed quite drunk did Ruan Mengxi coax him, ready to help him to rest.
"Boss, let me help you rest," Ruan Mengxi lifted one of his arms, placing it on her shoulder, supporting his back with her other hand, trying to help him up from the chair.
At this point, having had too much to drink, Qi Zeyan completely forgot he was still injured. He instinctively put both feet down, only to feel a sharp pain in his injured tendon, causing a stab of pain.
He staggered, already off balance, and now even more so, he stumbled to one side. Ruan Mengxiâs pupils slightly widened, she instinctively extended her hands to catch him.
Her lower back pressed against the table, and Qi Zeyan crashed into her...
The candlelight wavered on the table, illuminating his whole face in a dim and bright manner, with a slight intoxicated squint and a serene expression, yet exuding an undeniable sensual allure.
Ruan Mengxiâs hands were encircling his waist at this moment, and whether it was the heat or the alcohol, she felt a searing warmth emanating from his body.
The heat transferred to her forearms, causing her face to burn as well.
"Ugh..." Qi Zeyanâs foot still hurt, he frowned, the warmth of his breath, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, landed on her face.
It seemed like he wanted to get up, but his body wouldnât cooperate. His gaze was unfocused and distant, with the candle flames dancing in his eyes, remarkably bright.
Ruan Mengxi bit her lip tightly:
She always believed that liking someone shouldnât be just because theyâre good-looking, or just for their body, as that was too shallow.
She considered herself a person of depth and substance, but...
Such beauty before her made her heart flutter against her will.
What to do... this opportunity is rare, should she take the chance to do something?