Chapter 83: How Can There Be Such a Scoundrel in the World?
Since he asked, she tentatively replied.
Seeing the man’s brows furrow, Lian Li immediately put her mobile phone back into her pocket and said, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have insulted you with something as dirty as money. If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave…”
No.
This was her home.
Lian Li calmly corrected herself, “Then you should leave.”
Jin Shi Yue wasn’t angry. He raised his eyes and glanced at her, “I brought you breakfast this morning, and you’re not thanking me?”
It wasn’t like she had asked him to bring it.
But one feels indebted when accepting favors and short of words when receiving gifts.
Lian Li’s lips curved into a polite smile, and she said courteously, “Thank you for the breakfast.”
“Verbal thanks lack sincerity.”
Jin Shi Yue’s lips curved slightly. He stood up straight and took a step forward. He advanced step by step, and Lian Li instinctively retreated until her waist hit the back of the sofa, with nowhere left to go.
She glanced sideways, assessing the situation, and was about to slip away.
Unexpectedly, Jin Shi Yue directly pushed his knee between her legs, blocking all her escape routes.
His rough action made Lian Li’s legs go weak. She looked up at him, her clear black and white eyes still calm and bright, “What are you doing?”
“Wooing you,” Jin Shi Yue said playfully, his tone leisurely.
“Weren’t we talking about breakfast?” Lian Li asked.
“Let’s resolve the matter of me kissing you last night and making you angry first,” Jin Shi Yue looked down at her, “We’ll put breakfast aside for now.”
“I’m not angry, you don’t need to coax me,” Lian Li reached out to try and push him away, but couldn’t. She had to withdraw her hand.
Jin Shi Yue pondered, “You were very happy when I kissed you?”
Lian Li couldn’t fathom his logic for thinking about things. She said, “Not being angry doesn’t mean being happy.”
She was just startled.
How could there be such a scoundrel in the world.
Jin Shi Yue observed her, as if trying to ascertain if her words were true.
Three seconds later, “Then you coax me.”
Lian Li’s head slowly formed a big question mark: “?”
Who was coaxing whom?
Jin Shi Yue, who was a head taller than her, looked at her with his dark eyes, “A certain Junior Sister blocked my WeChat, making me unable to sleep all night.”
Lian—a certain Junior Sister—Li: “It wasn’t me.”
“I know it wasn’t you.”
Jin Shi Yue’s voice was lazy, “Your WeChat has entered its rebellious phase and mischievously blocked me. Junior Sister, please be kind and add me back.”
The steps were laid out so clearly. Lian Li took out her mobile phone from her pocket. The screen unlocked successfully, but her fingertip paused.
She looked up at Jin Shi Yue, “I’ll add you later, let me pass first.”
“Add me now,” Jin Shi Yue’s tone was unyielding.
Their eyes met for a few seconds. Lian Li lowered her eyelashes, tapped into the chat page with the God of Wealth Master, and quickly operated to remove him from the blacklist.
“I told you to add me, who is the God of Wealth Master?” Jin Shi Yue’s lips curved into a roguish arc, pretending not to know.
“…”
Last time at Dong Tan Yi Hao Mountain Villa, when he snatched her phone to collect money, he must have seen the remark and couldn’t possibly not know.
“The God of Wealth Master is an immortal. Immortals don’t date,” Lian Li replied with an unchanged expression.
Jin Shi Yue placed his hands on the edge of the sofa back on either side of her, bent down, and brought his dark eyes close to hers, “Immortals don’t date, then explain to me what an immortal couple is.”
He was too close, his warm breath falling on her face, causing a fine tickle.
“An immortal couple,” Lian Li’s fingertips gripping the phone curled slightly. She used this as an opportunity to criticize him, “definitely doesn’t refer to a seven-year-old girl and a thirteen-year-old boy.”
“What,” Jin Shi Yue was incredibly sharp, his perception terrifyingly acute, “are you saying I’m an old ox eating tender grass?”
Lian Li shook her head.
She just wanted to say he was perverted.
Jin Shi Yue snorted, “Jin Yan Ting is eight years older than you, why don’t you find him old?”
Lian Li said, “It’s different.”
Jin Shi Yue: “How is it different?”
Lian Li thought seriously.
…Well, she couldn’t think of anything.
Lian Li calmly changed the subject, “Last night’s matter is resolved, it’s time for this morning. How do we settle the breakfast?”
“How do you want to settle it?” Jin Shi Yue’s speech was slow.
“You settled one breakfast for me, so I’ll settle one for you?” The Eldest Young Master likes reciprocity, he should agree. She’ll order him takeout then.
Lian Li’s plan was going well, but unexpectedly, Jin Shi Yue was exceptionally strict, “You’ll deliver it yourself?”
Lian Li was momentarily speechless, “Of course.”
“Of course, Miss. Please remember your words,” Jin Shi Yue smiled politely.
After resolving the issue, Lian Li saw off the Eldest Young Master.
The door opened and closed, leaving her alone in the room.
*
A stretched Hongqi L9 stopped downstairs. Li Ye, in the driver’s seat, saw Jin Shi Yue walk out leisurely and immediately got out of the car, opening the rear door.
“Mr. Jin.”
Li Ye respectfully asked, “Are we returning to the Old House?”
After receiving his boss’s nod, he closed the car door, returned to the driver’s seat, and started the car.
Jin Shi Yue leaned back on the leather seat, his long legs casually crossed, his eyes weary.
His mind replayed Lian Li’s words from earlier.
Jin Shi Yue’s first impression of Lian Li was faint.
That day, Jin Shi Yue painted a Chinese Painting as a New Year’s gift for Elder Mei.
The driver who took him home was Lian Jingcheng.
Jin Shi Yue slowly got into the car and found a beautifully carved little girl sitting in the back seat. Her eyes were big and bright, dark and round. She sat cross-legged, her head bowed, happily counting red envelopes.
Lian Jingcheng noticed Jin Shi Yue looking at Lian Li and said with a smile, “Young Master Yue, this is my Daughter.”
Lian Li heard him, looked up, and met Jin Shi Yue’s gaze. She smiled at him generously and called out sweetly, “Happy New Year, Big Brother!”
As sweet as that “Big Brother” was, she bit him just as fiercely after he won her New Year’s Money.
She cried and bit his hand, resulting in his hand being covered in her tears and blood.
Lian Jingcheng didn’t know whether to comfort his precious daughter first or take care of the injured Young Master Yue.
At that time, Jin Shi Yue didn’t expect that he wouldn’t hold Lian Li accountable for biting his hand, which prevented him from holding a gun for half a month.
Lian Li, however, held a grudge, firmly believing he was a jinx who affected her luck and wishing she could stay far away from him.
Jin Shi Yue and Jin Yan Ting’s residences in Wan Yi Hua Fu were connected villas with a shared back garden.
Roughly three years ago. The spring breeze blew, and the curtains fluttered like waves.
Jin Shi Yue was sleeping on a lounge chair on the balcony, with the God of Wealth resting on the edge of the chair. In the afternoon, he opened his eyes and saw the glaring sunlight through the curtain.
Besides the light, he also saw Lian Li.
Lian Li was using a large pair of scissors to trim the peach tree planted in the courtyard. After trimming a branch, she smiled at the tender buds that had just emerged in early spring. The wind brushed through her hair, lifting it and then letting it fall. The smile on her face was content and relaxed.
Jin Shi Yue, on the balcony on the second floor, could see Lian Li’s every move very clearly. When she smiled, her expression was bright and lively, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes seemed to be filled with tiny stars, just like when she was a child.
He recognized her at a glance.
Lian Li climbed into the peach tree. Facing the bright morning sun, she stood on the branches with both feet, like a bird perched on a branch.
The lush green leaves couldn’t hide her slender arms and legs.
When the wind blew, she swayed precariously with the branches.
Jin Shi Yue looked at the vibrant girl on the tree and slightly raised an eyebrow.
When did she grow so tall?
She even learned to climb trees. If she fell and got hurt, would she cry buckets again?
The spring rain was continuous and came suddenly. Lian Li was drenched but didn’t care. She continued to trim the peach tree with her large scissors, immersed in her own world, enjoying her own happiness.
Later, when Jin Shi Yue saw her in public again, or even when there were more than just one person around, she would firmly erect countless layers of defensive walls.
Completely different from when she was a child.
The Lian Li of her childhood was like a little leopard. She looked innocent and harmless, but if anyone provoked her, she would bare her sharp claws and teach them a lesson.
Good temper was definitely not her label.
After growing up, her temper changed quite a bit.
It wasn’t until later that Jin Shi Yue learned that Lian Jingcheng had died in the line of duty shortly after he joined the Military Region.
The father who had desperately protected her was gone, and she needed to survive.
Some people are born to easily gain the favoritism of others.
Unfortunately, neither he nor Lian Li were among them.
