Chapter 113: 【come Here, Film Empress, Get It?】 And The 】womanly Charm】
Late at night.
Treading on the tail of midnight, Lin Xiuyuan finally returned from 2013 to the villa in 2025.
Because after finishing dinner earlier, the group went to the small tavern that side and sat for a while, drank some small drinks, and finally called it a night.
And since he saw the three girls had drunk alcohol, Lin Xiuyuan temporarily acted as the driver again, sending each of them to the dormitory building downstairs before coming back here.
As a result, the situation here was similar to his; after eating pizza with Im Yoon Ah, Krystal sat for a while longer, then drove her back.
At the same time, she sent Lin Xiuyuan a text message informing him that she was too lazy to come over tonight.
And so, what should have been a night with warm fragrance and soft jade in his arms suddenly became a night of lonely pillow and sleeplessness.
However, a night with no one managing it was also a good time to play games.
So upon returning to the villa, after reading the text from Krystal, Lin Xiuyuan went straight to the computer room, logged into the game platform, opened the friends list, and sent a group message.
“Fierce Attack!!! Online!”
Then, he played until early morning.
Until the next day, when the phone ringtone on the bedside table rang, waking him from his dream of consecutive wins.
Only then did he grope for the mobile phone and answer sleepily, “Hello~”
“Xiuyuan, can’t the villa door lock be opened with a password? Open the door, I’m at the doorway.”
Im Yoon Ah’s bright smile came from the other end of the phone, paired with the strands of sunlight projecting in from outside the window, making the entire early morning bright.
Hearing the laughter, Lin Xiuyuan finally opened his eyes, rolled over, and said lazily, “No password, I’ll remotely open the door for you from here.”
A few seconds later.
“Beep beep beep—click.”
Standing at the villa entrance, Im Yoon Ah watched the villa door open, then laughed even more happily toward the phone, “Alright, the door’s open. You get up quickly too. I brought breakfast over. Don’t laze in bed.”
“Mm.”
After ending the call, Im Yoon Ah familiarly walked into the villa and placed the breakfast in her hand on the dining table.
While Lin Xiuyuan hadn’t come downstairs yet, she glanced around and began touring this exquisitely decorated, spacious villa.
She had come twice before, either in a rush or drunk, and hadn’t really looked properly.
Ten minutes or so later, footsteps came from the stairwell.
Lin Xiuyuan came downstairs after washing up, just in time to bump into Im Yoon Ah coming from the direction of the gym.
Looking at this figure just coming out from the gym, he smiled, “What, planning to do fitness exercise right away?”
“No, just touring. And your gym equipment is really complete—basics and power racks all there. When did you buy them?”
Im Yoon Ah rolled her eyes at the question, then asked back.
In response, Lin Xiuyuan shook his head directly, “Don’t know. When I got this villa, it already had everything it should. I was just the one who picked up the bargain.”
This made Im Yoon Ah, who heard the answer, a bit envious, “I want to pick up a bargain on a house like this too, Xiuyuan. Can you give it to me?”
Though she could afford to buy one, if she could get it for free, she definitely wouldn’t want to spend money.
“In your dreams. Where’s the breakfast? My stomach is indeed a bit hungry.”
“On the dining table. Go eat it yourself. I’ll go upstairs to look around.”
Lin Xiuyuan was about to step forward when he heard this, suddenly stopped, turned back and tossed out, “I slept alone last night. Don’t be too curious.”
Im Yoon Ah was stunned, then amused, “Who’s looking at your bedroom? I’m touring the second floor.”
Realizing his misunderstanding, Lin Xiuyuan didn’t blush, just stopped replying, waved his hand, turned, and went to the restaurant, his back free and easy.
Im Yoon Ah stood in place, smiling as she watched his back, nodding very satisfied.
Just like that, another 10 minutes or so passed.
After touring around upstairs, Im Yoon Ah returned to the dining table and sat down.
Glancing at Lin Xiuyuan across from her, who was happily munching on a chicken roll with one hand, she said, “Xiuyuan, go call Lin Xiaolu over later. With 2 months of rest time, while she’s still free lately, it’s time for lessons.”
“Today?”
Lin Xiuyuan was a bit surprised, his chewing slowing down a few beats.
“Mm, that night she told me about her schedule, I noted it on my mobile phone. Today, aside from needing to go back to the company for rehearsal in the evening, she’s free during the day.”
As she spoke, Im Yoon Ah took out her mobile phone and showed Lin Xiuyuan some note words on the calendar.
Very simple, just the words busy and free.
After a quick glance, Lin Xiuyuan nodded, “Alright, then I’ll send her a message now.”
“Eat first, no rush for this bit of time.”
Seeing Lin Xiuyuan really stand up to go, Im Yoon Ah hurriedly smiled and called out.
But he replied, “It’s fine, I’ll send a text and come back.”
So she watched as he chewed the chicken roll to the doorway, opened the door, and went into the room.
Two minutes later, the room door opened again, and he returned, a mischievous smile on his face.
At the same time, not forgetting to bite into the chicken roll in his hand, “I sent her a text. It’ll probably be hilarious.”
“What did you send?”
Im Yoon Ah gazed at him curiously; this guy’s decisive way of doing things always made her feel a bit infected, as if she had grown younger by a few years too.
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Inside the young girl’s dormitory that side in 2013.
【Come over, Film Empress, get it?】
Lin Xiaolu, who was doing stretching exercises, suddenly heard her mobile phone vibrate.
Though she didn’t feel like moving, she instinctively reached for it.
Opening it, it was a text from Lin Xiuyuan.
Just a few short words, no head or tail, but reading them inexplicably made her want to hit someone.
After reading it twice, Lin Xiaolu finally thought of something, then chuckled and grumbled, “This jerk.”
But though cursing with her mouth, her hands and feet showed no hesitation.
She directly got up, rolled up the yoga mat, then grabbed a bathrobe and headed straight to the bathroom, not forgetting during it to post in the 【Solve Worries Small Courtyard】 group, telling everyone she’d go out with Lin Xiuyuan for a bit later and asking the people inside to help cover for her.
After showering, she stood in front of the wardrobe, hesitating for a moment, then suddenly her lips curved up, revealing a meaningful smile.
She casually took two pieces of clothes and swiftly put them on.
Before going out, she didn’t forget to grab a few colored hair clips at the entryway and clip up her long hair.
So when she appeared at the apartment that side and stood in front of Lin Xiuyuan, it couldn’t help but slightly stun him.
Orange short sleeve paired with denim shorts, simple and casual, but eye-catching.
Her long hair clipped to one side with a few colored hair clips, her whole face openly revealed, clean and pretty, with a bit of smugness.
Just like that kind of girl who brightens eyes the moment she steps out—full of youth, vitality, and energy, comfortable however you look.
Especially those long legs, white and clean, exposing a large section from under the denim shorts, tender and smooth evenly, making one want to look more but feel it’s a bit rude.
But Lin Xiuyuan still rudely looked, though the current Lin Xiaolu was clearly a bit younger, not yet having the relaxed vibe from ten years later.
So after being looked at a few times, she hurriedly laughed and scolded, “Let’s go, still looking? Didn’t you say she’s waiting for us opposite? Stop spacing out.”
Lin Xiuyuan, withdrawing his gaze, remarked, “You two really live up to being the same person—even your clothes have such tacit understanding.”
“What do you mean?”
Lin Xiaolu, who had already reached the room door, suddenly froze, turning back somewhat alertly wanting to ask something.
But Lin Xiuyuan didn’t waste time explaining, directly opened the room door, and let her go through.
Then, arriving at the villa side in 2025, Lin Xiaolu saw Im Yoon Ah lounging on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.
Rainbow-colored camisole with fitted cut, colors bright like a candy stall, making her skin glow white.
White high-waisted shorts just hitting the waistline, outlining the perfect proportions of slim waist and long legs.
Compared to her youthful liveliness, this one seemed even more beautiful and cool, full of charm.
Even more excessive was that the other lazily clamped a pillow between her legs, camisole straps slightly slipped down, collarbone and shoulders faintly visible, utterly a “even lying down I win” pose.
This made Lin Xiaolu freeze on the spot after one glance.
Subconsciously looking down at her own orange short sleeve and denim shorts, she suddenly felt a sense of being overwhelmingly compared, like she lost.
Lin Xiuyuan shrugged behind her, consoling insincerely, “See, that’s why I wanted to help you check it out just now, see where it could be optimized. Who knew you’d be so unappreciative.”
“Yah~”
The voice by her ear was like a devil’s whisper.
Angered, Lin Xiaolu turned and glared at him, gritting her teeth, “Did you do this on purpose?”
“How could I?” Lin Xiuyuan smiled innocently, “I haven’t even said if you two fought in the same wardrobe—such tacit matching outfits.”
Though clothing colors and styles differed, the style was almost identical.
At the same time, seeing Lin Xiaolu and Lin Xiuyuan bickering, Im Yoon Ah’s lips curved up, “Yo, you’re dressed quite spirited. This style is exactly like when I was young, just lacking a bit of womanly charm.”
Lin Xiaolu’s lips twitched; she felt something wrong with every part of that sentence.
What “when I was young,” what “womanly charm.”
Eh, “womanly charm?”
A glint suddenly flashed in her eyes, then she hooked her lips, smile soft but revealing irrepressible slyness.
Then pretending to be serious, she nodded and lightly sighed, “Sigh, yeah, after all, I’m just turned twenty-three, puberty just passed not long ago. Of course my style can’t compare to certain sisters. Can’t walk that mature, steady route full of traces of time.”
On the sofa side, Im Yoon Ah, thinking she had won steadily, paused slightly in lifting her water cup after that sentence, her eye corner quickly twitching.
But Lin Xiaolu that side had no intention of letting the opportunity go, the output continuing.
“Though, yeah.”
Lin Xiaolu blinked her innocent big eyes, smiling dazzlingly bright, “Without time precipitation, without age growth, getting old—where does womanly charm come from? Really can’t envy it. Lin Xiuyuan, what do you think?”
She seemed to be asking Lin Xiuyuan, but every sentence was “piercing the heart.”
Finally, Im Yoon Ah couldn’t hold back a “heh,” glancing sideways at her, “Your tone doesn’t sound like envy at all.”
“Really?”
Lin Xiaolu tilted her head, trying hard to look like she was seriously pondering, “Ah, maybe it’s because I’m still young, limited expressiveness, not sincere enough.”
And Lin Xiuyuan, standing at the end, was now head down pretending to be dead, breathing lightened, with only one thought left.
Can’t see me, can’t see me, can’t see me…
Monthly ticket! Monthly ticket! Monthly ticket!!!
