Chapter 65: Bite his lip
Lian Li took five steps, stopped, and shook her head, trying to clear her dizzy head.
She paused for three seconds, turned around, and went back.
The living room lights were not fully on, and the environment was slightly dim. Jin Shi Yue leaned back on the sofa, his eyes closed, his long legs crossed and resting on the coffee table. His well-defined hand still held her mobile phone.
She didn’t know when he had taken her mobile phone.
“Give me back my mobile phone,” Lian Li said.
Jin Shi Yue didn’t even open his eyelids, his voice lazy: “How can you be sure it’s your mobile phone?”
Normally, Lian Li wouldn’t have to prove herself, but now she patiently said: “I know the password, and all the apps logged in are my information.”
Jin Shi Yue opened his eyes, propped his temple with his finger, his posture very lazy: “What if you stole it and logged in?”
Lian Li’s mind was sluggish, and she didn’t want to argue with him, so she directly asked: “Can you give it back to me?”
Jin Shi Yue’s eyelids lifted slightly, and he looked at her without blinking for a moment before saying slowly: “Yes.”
His tone shifted: “Stay with me for a while, and I’ll give it back to you.”
“How should I stay with you?” Lian Li asked subconsciously.
“However you want to stay with me,” Jin Shi Yue said, fiddling with the mobile phone carelessly.
Lian Li turned her head to look at the wine bottles, glass cups, and tea set on the coffee table, and said: “I’ll make you a pot of tea.”
Jin Shi Yue gave no indication.
He propped his head, silently watching Lian Li squat by the coffee table, skillfully boiling water and making tea. The Zisha teapot made her fair fingers, as smooth as porcelain, appear exceptionally white.
Lian Li never looked up at Jin Shi Yue, concentrating on what she was doing.
She could have just snatched it back. Even if she couldn’t snatch it, she could have gone back and dealt with it tomorrow morning.
But then she thought, it must not have been easy for the arrogant Eldest Young Master to ask her to stay with him. Moreover, he had helped her so many times, so staying a little longer wasn’t impossible.
Steam rose, swirling and diffusing. After a while, the air in the living room was filled with the rich aroma of fine tea.
Lian Li poured Jin Shi Yue a cup of tea and placed it on the coffee table in front of him: “It’s done.”
“Drinking tea late at night,” Jin Shi Yue said, looking at her with drooping eyelids, “Are you trying to make me lose sleep?”
Uh…
If you’re not going to drink it, why didn’t you say so earlier?
What a waste of her time.
The Eldest Young Master was too difficult to please, and Lian Li was done. Just as she was about to get up and leave, she heard Jin Shi Yue’s cool voice say concisely:
“Pour the wine.”
Lian Li looked up at him, moved her position, picked up the wine bottle, and poured a glass of wine, holding the bottle opening to the glass, then handed it to him.
“Can I have my mobile phone back now?”
Jin Shi Yue’s wrist hung lazily on the armrest, and his long, slender fingers held a glass of wine. Lian Li looked at his left hand, then at his right, but didn’t see her mobile phone.
“Where is my mobile phone?”
“Drink your tea,” Jin Shi Yue said. “I’ll tell you when you’re finished.”
He was wearing a dark ink-colored shirt made of high-quality fabric, with the top two buttons loosely undone, his collar open, looking extremely casual.
Lian Li reached out to take the cup of tea in front of Jin Shi Yue, but he caught her wrist instead. She looked up in surprise.
“What are you doing?” Jin Shi Yue’s dark eyes looked directly at her, his tone casual. “If you snatch my tea now, will you try to snatch me tomorrow?”
“You said you weren’t going to drink it?” Lian Li asked.
“If I don’t drink it, you can snatch it? Little bandit.”
…
Given his domineering nature, his things, even if thrown away, could not be given to others.
This tea wasn’t cheap at all… such a waste.
Lian Li had no choice but to withdraw her hand, wash the teacup, and pour herself some tea. She sat on the sofa to Jin Shi Yue’s front left and slowly sipped her tea.
Jin Shi Yue sat on the sofa, his long legs casually crossed, occasionally raising his wrist to take a sip of wine.
One drinking tea, the other drinking wine, neither spoke for a long time.
The room had good soundproofing, and the sounds of birds and animals from the mountain villa were isolated. Inside, there was only infinite silence.
After a long period of quiet, Jin Shi Yue’s gaze fell on Lian Li’s face, and he slowly asked, “Why do you need so much money?”
Lian Li’s cold hands were warmed by the teacup. Hearing the question, she paused and replied, “Greedy people like money.”
With money, many things could be done.
Lian Jingcheng had used all his money on his daughter and on finding her mother. For the first five years after arriving in the Capital City, he was unfamiliar with the place and lived frugally, not having a good life.
A man under thirty, searching for his wife alone with his daughter, everyone said that Lian Jingcheng must have done something unforgivable for her mother to have left him.
Rumors spread, and many people caused trouble for the father and daughter. Lian Jingcheng did his best to protect his daughter.
However, a harsh environment always forces a person to grow quickly.
Lian Li was a precocious girl.
She knew Lian Jingcheng had a difficult life and that he would become sad whenever her mother was mentioned.
While many of her peers would cry and look for their mother the moment they fell, Lian Li had already learned to pick herself up, smile, pat herself, and comfort Lian Jingcheng: “It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt, Li Li doesn’t hurt at all.”
Lian Li was as delicate as carved jade, with a sweet mouth and a radiant smile. She took care of relationships with the neighbors for Lian Jingcheng, and everyone praised her for being sensible and praised Lian Jingcheng for raising his daughter so well.
Having a good reputation wasn’t enough.
Finding her mother was a major undertaking, requiring time, effort, and money.
From the age of five, Lian Li began saving her New Year’s Money and used her free time to run errands for others to earn money. For example, she would buy a bag of salt from the supermarket for adults and they would give her the change; she would catch crickets or carry schoolbags for children her age for a fee; she would bring the snacks and dolls Lian Jingcheng bought her to school and resell them to classmates…
Little Lian Li’s fund for finding her mother gradually grew.
Throughout the year, Lian Li’s favorite days were undoubtedly Spring Festival. Adults were much more generous with Red Envelopes.
The first day she met Jin Shi Yue, she was sitting in a chair, happily counting her Red Envelopes. If she saved more money, Lian Jingcheng wouldn’t have to work so hard.
Who knew that Jin Shi Yue saw through her at a glance as a money-grubber and used money to trick her into playing cards with him, winning her New Year’s Money.
Back then, she was no match for him, nor had she ever met such a vile scoundrel.
Without New Year’s Money, Little Lian Li’s fund for finding her mother couldn’t be established, and if it couldn’t be established, she couldn’t find her mother… Lian Li felt extremely wronged and wished she could strangle Jin Shi Yue.
But he was so big, she couldn’t possibly lay a hand on him.
Jin Shi Yue was still bigger than her now, and Lian Li had considered it countless times in her heart: she couldn’t beat him.
Thinking of this, Lian Li felt a dull ache in her chest.
Tea couldn’t relieve her bored, so she reached for a wine bottle, poured herself a drink, and downed it in one gulp.
Jin Shi Yue watched her leisurely, his eyes slightly raised: “Junior Sister, you’re quite bold.”
“Give me back my mobile phone.” Lian Li grew angrier the more she thought about it and held out her hand to him.
“Come and get it yourself.” Jin Shi Yue glanced at her fair palm, holding her mobile phone and tapping it casually on the sofa armrest.
Lian Li stood up and walked over in two steps. As she reached out to snatch the mobile phone, Jin Shi Yue raised his arm, and she missed.
Lian Li wanted to restrain Jin Shi Yue, so she placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him backward.
She knelt on the sofa beside him, straightened her upper body, grabbed Jin Shi Yue’s clothes, and pulled his hand over.
Jin Shi Yue loosened his grip, and the mobile phone immediately fell onto the sofa. Just as Lian Li was about to lean over to grab it, he suddenly extended his arm and wrapped it around her waist.
Lian Li placed her hands on Jin Shi Yue’s shoulders, lowered her gaze to the man pressed against the sofa by her, and blinked slowly.
Her cool hair brushed against his cheek. Jin Shi Yue looked up at her from below, a smile playing on his lips: “You pounced quite nimbly. How do you plan to molest me?”
Lian Li lowered her head and bit his lips.
