Chapter 113: The Eldest Young Master Who Stayed Up All Night
Lian Li adapted quite well; the previous day, waking up in Jin Shi Yue’s arms, she hadn’t been accustomed to such intimate interaction, but now it felt ordinary.
“It’s Senior Sister’s call,” Lian Li said. “I was afraid of waking you, so I was going to take it on the balcony.”
Jin Shi Yue grunted, “I’m not afraid of waking up, so what are you afraid of?”
His heavy arm tightened around her waist, his voice carrying a slight hoarseness from just waking up, his tone domineering, “Take it right here in bed.”
Lian Li felt weak and didn’t bother getting up, so she answered the call in front of Jin Shi Yue.
Xue Shufan on the other end of the phone was playing with a group of children at the Duan Family’s old house in the Pei Family’s siheyuan, chattering, “Lili, have you had lunch yet?”
“Not yet. I’m not hungry, I plan to eat later.”
After Lian Li spoke, she vaguely sensed something pressing against her.
The scenes from last night flashed through her mind like a film reel, her cheeks instantly heating up.
Some things don’t feel like much when you’re doing them, but recalling them afterward always manages to stir sensitive nerves.
Xue Shufan’s hearty laughter came from the other side. Lian Li snapped back to attention and cleared her throat, “What is it?”
“Nothing much, Senior Sister is just sending New Year’s greetings to her Junior Sister.”
Xue Shufan walked to a quiet pavilion, leaned against the railing, and looked at the exquisitely carved Pei Family’s little princess, Pei Xixi, in the distance. She changed the subject, “Do you remember Duan Xingyu, who crashed into our car at Haoyun Bridge before?”
Duan Shiqing’s sister, the second Miss of the Duan Family.
“I remember,” Lian Li couldn’t help but yawn, her voice sounding sleepy.
“I’m at the Pei Family’s today giving red envelopes to a group of children, and I happened to overhear some adults mentioning the Duan Family,” Xue Shufan lowered her voice. “Their conversation, between the lines, was all about Duan Xingyu having multiple personality disorder.”
Duan Xingyu has multiple personality disorder?
Schizophrenia is more common; multiple personality disorder is quite rare.
Lian Li recalled carefully. Although she hadn’t met Duan Xingyu many times, she could tell that Duan Xingyu’s state was different each time.
Lian Li pondered for a moment, considering Jin Shi Yue was present, and didn’t say much, “It’s probably just speculation.”
She changed the subject, “Why did you suddenly go to the Pei Family to give out red envelopes?”
“Pei Qingji gave me a ride home yesterday, didn’t he? To repay his kindness, I went to the Pei Family to help him give out red envelopes to the children,” Xue Shufan stretched out her arm, broke off a bamboo leaf, and twirled it in her hand.
Regarding Pei Qingji’s unexpected appearance last night, Lian Li thought Xue Shufan had messaged him to come and didn’t think much of it.
Lian Li said “Oh” and chatted casually with Xue Shufan, who told her all the interesting news she had learned.
“Didn’t I tell you that Old Man Lin wants to set me up with his youngest son?” Xue Shufan asked.
Lian Li: “Yes. That seventy-five-year-old man.”
“His youngest son is dating a female celebrity, but he doesn’t approve. That female celebrity is quite popular and has acted with Chen Wei Qi’s new favorite.”
It’s not rare for a female celebrity to act with a male celebrity; in the entertainment industry, the popular ones are always the same few.
Lian Li asked, “Isn’t he eager to rush into marriage? Why doesn’t he approve?”
“The reason is simple: their family backgrounds don’t match,” Xue Shufan said. “Besides, Old Man Lin’s youngest son would never marry a female celebrity. He’s pursuing a career in politics, and if he wants to advance, he absolutely won’t marry a star.”
Lian Li didn’t quite understand, “Why? Celebrities have a lot of influence, especially those who achieve international recognition through their acting and win various awards.”
“High exposure isn’t always a good thing, especially for people in official circles. The higher their status, the more mysterious they usually are, like Old Master Jin. In fact, it’s not just in politics; it’s the same in business. Most wealthy families don’t marry people from the entertainment industry unless they want to use them to benefit their own company, like as free product endorsers.”
Lian Li had indeed heard before that some celebrities faded from the entertainment industry after marrying into wealthy families.
Lian Li roughly understood what Xue Shufan meant. It was simply that the marriage partners for the scions of prominent families were generally within a certain range.
Being presentable in high society was the most basic requirement.
But Lian Li wasn’t interested in these things. She chatted casually with Xue Shufan and then hung up the phone as if nothing had happened.
Seeing this, Jin Shi Yue cupped her head with his palm, pulled her into his embrace, rested his chin on her head, and said lazily, “Sleep.”
“I’m not sleepy,” Lian Li said.
Jin Shi Yue let out a lazy, single syllable: “Mm.”
Lian Li suspected he hadn’t heard her and said, “You sleep by yourself, I’m getting up.”
As soon as she finished speaking, his mobile phone rang the next second.
Lian Li disliked overly strong light, and the room’s curtains were thick, easily blocking out all light. The bedroom was dim, with light-colored bedding covering the two of them.
Lian Li looked up at him from Jin Shi Yue’s embrace. His eyes were closed, and his sharply defined features exuded an indifference to everything.
She didn’t know what time he slept last night; his brow showed obvious fatigue.
Generally speaking, the happier one is, the higher the adrenaline.
Judging by how happy he was, he probably hadn’t slept all night.
For over nine years, Lian Li had spent at least half her time trying to please Jin Yan Ting, but it seemed no matter what she did, his expression remained impassive.
In her memory, Jin Yan Ting had also smiled and been happy, but it was too infrequent, making her subconsciously remember the times when he was more often impassive.
Happy 40%, impassive 60%?
Lian Li wasn’t very sure.
But Jin Shi Yue’s happiness, she could clearly feel.
Lian Li reached out and nudged him, “Your phone is ringing, someone’s calling you.”
Jin Shi Yue, with his long arms, reached out directly, precisely grabbed his phone, and handed it to her, “Answer it.”
Seeing his sleepy face, Lian Li glanced at the caller ID 【Li Ye】. She recognized the name and took the phone to answer.
“Assistant Li.”
“Miss Lian,” Li Ye seemed unsurprised, his voice as steady as ever. “I’m here to deliver documents to the boss. I’m already at the door.”
What kind of documents are being delivered during the New Year? So confidential and urgent.
“Okay, please wait a moment, I’ll be right there.”
Lian Li pushed away the arm around her waist, got out of bed, and went to the wardrobe to get a long, thick jacket. After putting it on, she glanced back at the man on the bed.
The bed wasn’t as large as the one in his Wan Yi Hua Fu, but it was just enough to accommodate the two of them.
Lian Li remembered the bed being quite sturdy; she could jump on it without it collapsing. But last night, his deep and heavy movements, fierce and wild, had caused the bed to creak…
Never before.
Her mind suddenly felt like a television switching channels, and images of the man’s waist thrusting flashed through her mind. Lian Li’s earlobes burned.
She ran a hand through her slightly messy long hair, smoothed it down, and quickly left the room.
The hour hand on the pendulum clock hanging on the living room wall pointed to twelve o’clock. The pampered Eldest Young Master had just fallen asleep.
Lian Li, wearing slippers, went to open the door.
Two tall men stood at the door, one with a refined face, the other with a rugged face; both were Jin Shi Yue’s subordinates.
Li Ye and Ling Yu greeted her with smiles, “Miss Lian.”
“Hello,” Lian Li opened the door wide and invited them in. “Mr. Jin is still resting, please come in first.”
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