Chapter 460: Chive Leaves

Chapter 460: Chapter 460: Chive Leaves

Yang Chen, the person at the center of the situation, was unaware that a small item he carried had already attracted the attention of people who were otherwise completely unrelated. He also didn't know that a series of troublesome events were waiting for him.

When he got home with Lin Ruoxi driving, it was late at night. The spring night was slightly chilly, and the old house showed no lights; Wang Ma, Guo Xuehua, and Zhenxiu had already gone to bed.

After getting out of the car, the couple walked to the front door. Lin Ruoxi took out the key and quietly opened the door. Once inside, Yang Chen turned on the hallway light. The walls, previously damaged by Burmese mercenaries, had been repaired, and the house smelled of fresh paint. Both felt a sense of tranquility as they returned home after a long day.

Before heading upstairs, Lin Ruoxi suddenly paused and looked back at Yang Chen with eyes as clear as autumn water.

Yang Chen was also looking at her and smiled faintly when he saw her turn around.

"Doesn't it feel comfortable?" Yang Chen asked.

"What?" Lin Ruoxi asked.

"Leaving home together in the morning, going to work, attending events in the evening, then riding back home together, you opening the door and me turning on the light, then going upstairs to rest. Apart from not sleeping in the same bed, we're quite the model couple," Yang Chen said, his smile deepening and his eyes reflecting a sense of contentment.

Lin Ruoxi's cheeks blushed slightly. She muttered "boring" under her breath and then quickly walked upstairs.

Yang Chen raised an eyebrow and followed closely behind.

In his own room, Yang Chen took a cold shower in the en suite bathroom. Even though the weather wasn't hot, he didn't care whether the water was hot or cold.

As he was about to lie down, he suddenly heard an unusual sound.

In a flash, Yang Chen moved from his bedroom to the balcony. With a light leap, he landed on the cobblestone path in the courtyard, dressed in his cotton pajamas.

He looked up at the iron fence on the west side of the courtyard and saw a lithe figure gracefully landing, like a dancing elf in the night.

With a conflicted expression, Yang Chen smiled wryly and said softly, "Little nun Huilin, since when did you start sneaking over the walls to get in?"

Dressed in a snug black tracksuit and wearing a black cap, Huilin was initially surprised to see Yang Chen standing there. She quickly understood, realizing that with Yang Chen's skills, it would be impossible to avoid his notice if he were home.

Usually, at this time, Lin Ruoxi would be sitting there, eating slowly and giving him a side-eye. But today, she was nowhere to be seen.

Wang Ma, seemingly having anticipated this question, smiled and said, "Miss just ate a bit and went to visit the neighbors."

"Neighbors?" Yang Chen frowned, suddenly having a bad feeling.

"It's Miss Rose's house. Miss said that since she's been living here for such a long time, she hasn't had a proper conversation with her neighbor, Miss Rose. Besides, Miss Rose saved us once last time, so it's only right to express our gratitude," Wang Ma said, her gaze somewhat strange. After all, Yang Chen had publicly admitted that Rose was his lover, so Lin Ruoxi's initiative to visit Rose's house couldn't be purely out of gratitude.

Yang Chen's heart was a mix of emotions. He had always hoped that Lin Ruoxi would communicate well with his other women and come to a mutual understanding. But now that Lin Ruoxi was actually taking the initiative to see Rose, he felt anxious.

"I see," Yang Chen responded absentmindedly, sitting down to eat breakfast with a distracted mind.

Zhenxiu, who had been in a minor tiff with Yang Chen these past few days, seemed in a good mood this morning. Knowing that Yang Chen's mind must be in turmoil, she leaned in and whispered, "Brother Yang, what do you think Sister Ruoxi will say to Sister Rose? Do you think they will talk about you?"

Yang Chen pursed his lips and gave Zhenxiu a sidelong glance, seeing her gloating expression, and said, "You've got a leek stuck between your teeth."

Zhenxiu puffed her cheeks and made a face at him.

Guo Xuehua, sitting on the sofa watching the news, glanced back at her son, a faintly bitter smile on her lips, shaking her head.

Meanwhile, in the adjacent villa.

Rose, wearing only a purple silk nightgown, her silky hair flowing down, descended from upstairs. Her increasingly graceful figure was evident even through the loose gown, revealing her perfect curves.

Descending the stairs, Rose could smell the aroma of toast and milk in the living room, a lazy smile playing on her lips. She knew her "best roommate," Mo Qianni, had already prepared breakfast for her.

Since living with Mo Qianni, Rose felt more like a child, always eating the breakfast Qianni made for her. But she didn't mind; after all, Mo Qianni woke up early and left for work early. Maybe this was what having a best friend was like. Before, no woman had been a part of her world in this way. Of course, it would have been more perfect if that woman wasn't a lover of a certain bad guy.

Just as she was about to pick up a glass of still-warm milk from the dining table, Rose heard her doorbell ring.

Frowning slightly, Rose was puzzled. Who would be ringing her doorbell so early in the morning? She didn't think any of her subordinates would disturb her leisurely time this early.

Too lazy to change clothes, the morning chill meant nothing to someone with her physique. She put down the glass and walked straight to the door.