Chapter 186 “Creating Friends Out of Nothing! Is Boss Lu a Ninja?”
“The big sun in the middle of winter!”
“In the cornfield, warm and sunny!”
The little one lay in the spacious back seat, enjoying her last moment of fun before kindergarten. Lu Qin and Shen Muyan exchanged a glance, unsure of where the little one had learned these songs.
Halfway through, the little one’s battery ran out, and the phone shut off. Shen Muyan covered her with a light blanket. The car suddenly became quieter, and soft music played from the car’s sound system. Lu Qin focused on driving, while Shen Muyan secretly observed him.
The man had distinct features, his profile like a sculpture, with a chiseled jawline that softened into a gentle edge, handsome and charming. The rich woman loved looking at him.
Perhaps she could look at him for a lifetime and never get tired. It seemed like he had become even more handsome than before.
Was it just an illusion?
Lu Qin felt her cold gaze beside him and handed her a tissue.
Shen Muyan raised an eyebrow.
“If you’re done looking, you can wipe the drool,” Lu Qin said with a hint of a smile.
Shen Muyan’s fair face flushed slightly, and she scoffed. There was no way she was drooling. After that, the rich woman stopped sneaking glances and took out her phone to scroll through.
Fang Ya popped up a chat message.
Shen Muyan didn’t know how Fang Ya caught onto such a sensitive question, but the gossip was now at the critical point.
“Did you… after the little one fell asleep, did you…?”
Shen Muyan answered without guilt, feeling at ease. However, she suddenly remembered that morning when she had been lying in Lu Qin’s arms. Her ears flushed red. She had even grabbed his solid abs and slim waist. It had to be said, the feeling was great.
Fang Ya shook her head in regret.
“Boss Lu is worse than a beast!”
“What are you saying? Do you still want to mooch food?”
“Yo, you’re already starting to protect him.”
“But speaking of which, with your charm, Shen, shouldn’t it be impossible for Lu Qin to resist? Do you wear clothes when you sleep?”
Shen Muyan didn’t want to continue, especially with Fang Ya’s incessant wild remarks, which she could not counter.
Fang Ya guessed that there must have been some progress between Shen Muyan and Lu Qin. When she returned, she’d definitely have to interrogate her. Playing games wasn’t interesting. Watching sugar (couple moments) was far more fun.
An hour and a half later, the car reached the old district. Lu Qin carried the little one back to the room, while Shen Muyan entered and grabbed the key to the Maserati CEO car.
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“Mm, drive slowly and get some rest when you get home.”
At the door, Shen Muyan turned around. The warm light from inside the house filled the air, and the beautiful, romantic atmosphere lingered in the night.
The rich woman’s captivating face seemed even more delicate and enchanting under the orange light. Lu Qin’s breath caught in his throat.
Shen Muyan tilted her head, her gaze locking with Lu Qin’s. She pursed her red lips, feeling a premonition of what was about to happen. Sure enough, Boss Lu moved.
He slowly leaned in. Shen Muyan’s fair fingers clenched the corner of her clothes, and that handsome face drew closer. She slowly closed her eyes, her heart racing, her long lashes trembling slightly.
Lu Qin’s hand circled Shen Muyan, turning the door handle.
“It’s late. You should go back and rest.”
Shen Muyan opened her eyes, shocked, then quickly suppressed her disappointment, putting on a cold expression.
She turned around and walked towards her car.
“Am I really not charming enough?”
Shen Muyan was filled with doubt as she started the car. Lu Qin watched the Maserati disappear into the night before closing the door. He didn’t act impulsively; he wasn’t ready for that step yet.
If things progressed so naturally with Shen Muyan, would life go back to what it was before?
She worked, and he stayed home taking care of the child. Or would their lives remain unchanged, with him still bringing up the kid and setting up a stall? If she expected him to be a househusband again? The divorce was less than a month ago.
Lu Qin felt his life now was fine, and he didn’t want to change it easily. Shen Muyan might be the variable. So, he held himself back. Back at the villa, Shen Muyan felt inexplicably restless.
Lying in the bathtub, the smooth bath liquid running over her fair skin, she finally felt a bit better. She looked at her long, straight legs and curvy figure; it should be enough to attract someone.
Did he really not have any interest in her?
The rich woman couldn’t figure it out, so she took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Fang Ya, hoping for some analysis.
Fang Ya, seeing the message, was stunned: Creating friends out of nothing?
Fang Ya laughed inwardly. Seems like Shen Muyan didn’t need to be interrogated after all; she was delivering herself.
“Mm, you have a friend, and then?”
Fang Ya asked, trying to guide her.
“You’re saying he rejected your… friend?”
Fang Ya widened her eyes. Was Boss Lu a ninja? The atmosphere had already reached that point, and he still managed to drive it into a ditch?
Fang Ya thought, if it were her, she would’ve immediately pulled Shen Muyan’s waist, taking her from the door to the hallway, from the hallway to the living room, from the living room to the kitchen, and then to the balcony—crushing it all the way!
Afterward, Shen Muyan would have been as soft as noodles, leaning on her chest, drawing circles with her finger.
Was Boss Lu… incapable?
“What should my friend do next?” Shen Muyan asked.
Fang Ya pondered for a moment and began to strategize.
“This is actually very simple. You need to be a bit more aggressive, take turns chasing and retreating. When the other person has nowhere to run, they’ll have no choice but to submit.”
“… You should tell your friend to do this and that…”
They talked until midnight. Fang Ya gave Shen Muyan a detailed rundown of her Thirty-six Strategies to Capture a Man.
After closing the door, Lu Qin walked into the kitchen. He found that the fridge and freezer were already stocked with ingredients like rice noodles, mung beans, pork, vegetables, etc., for tomorrow’s breakfast stall.
Xiao Mi had already sold out the food Lu Qin prepared before he left yesterday. Today, she sold out the pickled cabbage from the jars, around 400 portions, in just one morning.
The customers were complaining. They had just been paid, and they had all the cash ready, but there was nothing left to buy!
Xiao Mi said the customers nearly bought all the pickled cabbage jars and even the pots and lids, saying if they couldn’t eat it, they’d at least smell it.
Lu Qin shook his head, amused. Looks like the customers were starving. He pulled out his phone and sent a message in the QQ group.