Chapter 284: Chapter 236: Revealing the Identity of QQ Tycoon (Seeking Monthly Tickets!) Chapter 284: Chapter 236: Revealing the Identity of QQ Tycoon (Seeking Monthly Tickets!) Beside the small coffee table, Cheng Zhu and Chen Jieyu sat facing each other.
Each had a small wine glass in front of them, with half a glass of fruit wine still inside.
Chen Jieyu hadn’t expected Cheng Zhu to respond like that.
Earlier, she had been immersed in a despondent mood.
She didn’t ask for much, just to maintain that last bit of her self-respect.
Really, all she wanted was to keep that tiny bit of self-respect.
In matters of love, she was somewhat naive; she genuinely didn’t realize that some topics were difficult to address at that moment.
For Cheng Zhu, maybe saying one more word was a mistake!
Perhaps saying one less word was also a mistake!
Even more fatally–he couldn’t just remain silent all the time!
All she wanted was to hold onto her last shred of dignity, which Cheng Zhu, with a soft heart, would certainly grant.
The most important thing was the precious atmosphere of the night; he wanted to leave Chen Jieyu with the best memories.
Clearly, his words made Chen Jieyu’s heart flutter and her face blush instantly.
“So is it really that hard to say you like me?”
–Of course, it was hard.
She was so much older than him, and their status was complicated.
Although they had found joy together, opening up completely about her feelings was indeed difficult.
How could she say it out loud?
How could she possibly voice it?
Yet, at that moment, she understood the underlying message in Cheng Zhu’s words, which amounted to him acknowledging her feelings.
He smiled at her, in the end not making things difficult.
In fact, people who had been surrounded by love from a young age tended to express their emotions better and were more willing to do so.
Those who hadn’t received much love growing up were often quite the opposite.
This woman, who had endured so much hardship in life, had given him the most precious things she could offer.
Indeed, Cheng Zhu thought it would be fun, amusing even, to tease Chen Jieyu, who always maintained a stern and ascetic face.
But in some ways, he couldn’t bear to do so.
Chen Jieyu felt her words get stuck in her throat several times; she had tried her best to respond, but still couldn’t manage it.
Her concerns were just too numerous.
Cheng Zhu walked up to her then crouched down.
After all, he had achieved his goal and elicited the desired effects.
Everything else could wait until later.
Before coming over to her, he had silently cleared away the glasses and the wine jug from the green jade table.
It didn’t matter if you didn’t say it yourself; let me ask your lips instead.
This time, Chen Jieyu seemed to become more proactive and passionate.
Why not test the durability of this inn’s coffee table? Who knows if its green surface is solid or cold?
[Sound of a phoenix flute echoes,
A ray of light flickers from a jade pot.
A night of fish and dragon dance.] — “Green Jade Table”
In the deep silence of the night, the rain outside dwindled.
After freshening up, Cheng Zhu and Chen Jieyu lay embraced on the bed, only a small night light left on and the television running.
Whatever was playing on the TV wasn’t really important.
The volume wasn’t loud; it simply served as a background while they conversed.
Having been roommates for three days, they had progressed to knowing each other thoroughly.
Under Cheng Zhu’s gentle prompting, Chen Jieyu opened up more, discussing her past and present in detail.
Most of the time, Cheng Zhu was listening.
As she continued, he increasingly felt that this beautiful supervisor’s life had been tragically set up from the start, dealt a poor hand.
Her journey had indeed been filled with trials.
Cheng Zhu held her hand and looked at her palm.
Chen Jieyu’s fingers were slender, ideally beautiful hands that could delight any hand enthusiast.
The supervisor should have been a perfect guiding figure.
However, her hands bore quite a few calluses.
Cheng Zhu gently stroked these calluses with his thumb, making Chen Jieyu lower her eyelids slightly.
“I’ve really paid attention to skincare, but these things just can’t be helped,” she said softly.
When she was younger, she could claim natural beauty hard to abandon.
But a woman truly needs substantial resources for upkeep.
Chen Jieyu had done her best with skincare, but as the years accumulated past thirty, the gap between her and the rich girls quickly widened.
Like the calluses that had formed since childhood, these weren’t things that any hand cream could resolve; they would require professional dermatological treatments.
“You’ve always done various chores since childhood, even helping out at home in your free time, and started working through college; it’s only normal to have calluses,” Cheng Zhu said.
After speaking, he opened his palm: “Look at me, sometimes helping out in a restaurant and adding my love for sports, I also have a number of calluses.”
He shifted the conversation to himself, immediately distracting Chen Jieyu from her memories; she curiously searched for calluses on his palm.
“Do you still have to search slowly? Shall I let you feel them?” Cheng Zhu suddenly smiled then slid his hand under the blanket, brushing her skin.
This forced her to stretch her hands under the blanket, struggling mightily to pull his hand out.