Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lu Sinian raised his eyes slightly and looked at her sideways. “Do you know what kind of gifts girls generally like to receive?”
After thinking about it, he added, “For example, what do you like?”
Shen Qingyan froze for a moment. “Me?” She frowned for a few seconds before mumbling. “I don’t think I have any preferences…”
She was not short of any diamonds, gold, and silver and she really could not think of other gifts.
Lu Sinian poured some tea for her and said, “Well, just give a suggestion.”
Shen Qingyan bit her lip slightly. “Well, if I really have to say it, I think I would want a yacht.”
Her dad said that a lady sailing a yacht was an unhealthy way of promoting capitalism and refused to buy it for her no matter what.
Truly backward and oldfashioned thinking!
“Yacht?”
Lu Sinian raised his eyebrows, brought his teacup to his mouth and took a sip.
“Got it.”
…
After dinner, Banxia found a comfortable position on the sofa and sat down. She watched the news on the TV and glanced around from time to time.
Mo Chenyan walked over to her but did not sit down. He only placed one hand in his trouser pocket and looked at her while smoking a cigarette. The white smoke dispersed in the large living room.
“Are we not talking about life anymore?”
Banxia chuckled for a moment and said, “I was just casually saying it. You can do whatever you want.”
The man nodded. His tall figure walked past her and went to the second floor.
Banxia stared at his back view with the lighted cigarette in between his fingers and felt that he walked like a catwalk model. No words were enough to describe his appearance at the moment.
How could no woman like a man like him?
The smoke in the air slowly disappeared but the smell still lingered.
Banxia’s eyes were focused on the flashing TV screen. At 9:30 pm, she turned off the TV and went upstairs.
After taking a bath, she saw that the man who usually studied in the study room was lying on the sofa with his suit taken off. He was wearing a spotless white shirt and dark blue cufflinks that gave it some color.
Banxia pointed at the bathroom. “It’s getting late. You should quickly take a shower.”
“Have you forgotten what you said on the rooftop at noon?”
Banxia was startled. “What did I say?” She seemed to have really forgotten.
The man glanced at her with his deep cold eyes in the dim light. He frowned and appeared to be upset and casually tossed his necktie aside.
“The lunch break is almost over. Let’s talk about it at night when we’re home. Isn’t that what you said?”
She was speechless.
Banxia blinked. The reason why she said that at that time was because she was forced by her circumstances.
The woman wearing a white silk nightdress slowly walked towards him. Her long black curly hair fell over her shoulders as she bent down and sat on the sofa next to him. There was still a fresh fragrance on her body from her bath.
She smiled. “Ok, let’s talk.”
Mo Chenyan stared at her oval face. A dark look swept past his black eyes.
She was already sitting down, but his eyes were still fixed on her two thin white legs which were shaking beside him.
He swallowed his saliva twice and instinctively wanted to loosen his necktie again. After raising his hand, he realized that he had already thrown it on the sofa and his face darkened again.
Banxia was frightened by his strange gloomy mood. She had a good attitude and probably did not provoke him, right?
Frowning, she asked suspiciously, “Mo Chenyan, what do you want to tell me?”
She subtly hinted that she was intimidated by him and really could not think of anything else to continue the conversation.
She could not guess that Mr. Mo was just dissatisfied with what happened just now. When he was on the rooftop of the cafeteria, he forgot that it was this woman’s menstrual period and agreed to talk about it at home. However, after seeing how relaxed she was, she suddenly remembered it again.
After that, he had nothing much to say to her.
“Nothing.”
A shadow blocked out some light that was in front of him.
The man’s thin lips formed a straight line and there was a strange haze in his eyes. He straightened his back and walked past her. As he walked out, he unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time, and when he was at the doorway, he was at his last button.
Banxia stared as his long back disappeared behind the bathroom door. Following that was a burst of water from the shower.
She blinked innocently.
…
The next morning, Banxia did not need to go to work. After eating breakfast, she shut herself in the study.
She originally planned to flip through two books to see if she could get any inspiration. Unfortunately, inspiration just did not come when she needed it.
After about two hours passed, Banxia simply gave up.
Since there was still a period of time before she had to hand over the script, she did not force herself to write something in these two days.
She searched for those self-improvement young adult shows and watched a few episodes. After that, Aunt Li called her down for lunch.
Just as Banxia picked up her chopsticks, she received a call from Ling Nian.
She could tell from her voice that she was obviously anxious. Before Banxia could say anything, Ling Nian hurriedly asked, “Banxia, are you free today? If not, when will you have some time to spare? Let’s meet.”
Banxia was slightly startled and put her chopsticks down. “What happened?”
“Something big happened. I feel like I’m about to die!”
Ling Nian’s trembling voice made people anxious and on their toes. It was a rather strange feeling.
“I’m free now. Where should we meet?”
“I can’t meet you now. Now I’m… Anyway, I’m just not free now! At 2 pm, let’s meet at our usual dessert store and I’ll tell you everything. That’s all. I’ll hang up now. Goodbye.”
She was speechless.
Banxia heard the busy tone on the phone and she blinked in confusion before putting the phone down.
What exactly was going on? Ling Nian’s anxious voice made her feel inexplicably… excited.
…
After she finished her lunch, it was only 12 pm, so Banxia went back to the study room.
She put back the two books that she pulled out and her eyes inadvertently glanced at the music collection of Mozart beside her.
Banxia was startled for a moment because she did not expect such a thing to appear in Mo Chenyan’s study.
When she learned the piano as a child, her grandpa liked to listen to her playing Mozart the most and because of that, she also loved Mozart the most.
She could not help but take out the score and flip through it.
She browsed through pages of familiar sheet music. It was obvious that someone had turned these pages multiple times and it should not be idly sitting in the study.
Banxia chuckled. It turned out that Mo Chenyan appreciated these things.
She continued to turn the pages. Suddenly, the smile on her face froze. Her eyes were tightly captivated by the picturesque photo…