Chapter 268: Chapter 267: I Don’t Want to Lie to You
It seemed as if they were the only two people left in the world.
Ye Jinwen and Mo Nie, standing beside them, were just emotionless backdrop boards.
“What’s the hurry? I’m not going anywhere.” In the end, it was Xiao Qimo who broke the silence, reaching out to straighten her hair.
The girl did not speak, her gaze lowered, her head slightly tilted down.
The poem immediately came to Xiao Qimo’s mind: That tenderness in her gentle bow, delicate as a lotus flower wavering in the cool breeze…
He pursed his lips, his brows deeply furrowed, and his throat was dry.
It was somewhat unbearable.
His hand slid down, the calloused fingertips gliding from the top of the girl’s head to her cheek, tucking the hair behind her ear, revealing the tiny, enticing red mole.
He truly wanted to break this little rascal apart, crush her, and blend her into his very bones.
But it was just a thought. In the end, he could only maintain his rationality with great restraint, “You’re sweating. Let me wipe it for you.”
As he said this, he moved his fingers, gently wiping away the thin layer of sweat from her forehead.
Even with his cleanliness obsession, he didn’t mind at this moment, and his actions were extremely gentle.
Lu Mian’s body stiffened, her heartbeat beginning to race again, but she did not resist.
Ye Jinwen, playing the role of a backdrop, was almost exasperated.
Seventh brother, show some of that decisive killings spirit you usually have! Why are you hesitating?
Just kiss her already!
But he did not. Other than wiping her sweat, Xiao Qimo made no other unnecessary moves.
Still, these actions caused Lu Mian’s body to tremble, her breathing no longer under her control. She really needed to consult someone about what was wrong with her.
She stood there, not looking into his eyes, but she could see his sharp jawline, the sensual Adam’s apple. Moving down, there was a deep blue necktie.
She recognized it; it was the one she had bought, and it really suited him.
“It looks good,” she said in a low voice, offering him praise.
Xiao Qimo paused for a moment and quickly realized what she was talking about, “Of course, it does. Didn’t you see who bought it?”
Ye Jinwen: Still the same sly Seventh Brother.
Mo Nie: I suspect our Family Head has had his core replaced!
“Why did you take the day off today?” Xiao Qimo was worried he might lose control and do something else, so after drying her sweat, he retracted his hand and used conversation to mask his emotions.
“Oh, I had something to do.” Lu Mian also took a slight step back, instinctively covering her heart, and looked at him straightforwardly, “Director Qimo, I hope you won’t ask me any further. Because I don’t want to lie to you.”
“…” Xiao Qimo was momentarily stunned, feeling the sting of her words.
He had no way of finding out about the things she did not want to discuss. Yet he encouraged himself that Lu Mian was making progress; she did not want to lie to him.
“Alright, I won’t ask.”
“Mhm.” Lu Mian raised a sincere smile, patted her own chest to steady her breathing, and then slapped Xiao Qimo’s shoulder in a rather righteous and carefree manner, “Let’s go, I’ll treat you to dinner.”
Xiao Qimo: Are we competing over who gets to treat for a meal now?
It didn’t take long for the group to drive to the entrance of MM Ji Restaurant.
MM Ji was unusually lively today, the parking area filled with many unfamiliar luxury cars, their license plates from out of town, from Jinjing.
Lu Mian glanced over.
After seating the three men, Lu Mian leaned on the table, taking the host’s stance as she asked: “What would you like to eat?”
Mo Nie, dutifully pouring tea and water to make a good impression, was somewhat baffled by her tone.
“Don’t be shy, treat this as your own home,” the girl said, even taking a pen and paper to write down the menu.
Mo Nie clicked his tongue, bringing the water close to Ye Jinwen and whispered in inquiry: “Is Miss Lu working part-time here?”
“Part-time?” Ye Jinwen stroked his chin, slightly nodding his head.
Going to school is the main job, running a restaurant is part-time, so it wasn’t wrong to say that.
Mo Nie uttered a quiet “Ah”, “But, the dishes here are expensive, how could Miss Lu afford to treat…”