Chapter 65: Passion Easily Ignited
The breakfast that should have been at 7:30 AM was delayed until 8:40 AM.
Fortunately, the kitchen in this house is fully equipped, with a warming drawer that is just the right size for two people’s meals.
There’s no need to worry about the breakfast being hot or cold, but Aunt Wang’s mood remained heavy.
As far as the eye could see, all the utensils in the kitchen were custom-made in Belgium, with cabinets and knives tailored to individual height and usage habits.
Compared to the German-standard imported goods in the Liang family’s kitchen, this place felt more like a thoughtfully created home.
“Aunt Wang?” Lian Cheng walked into the kitchen, “Pack his breakfast.”
Aunt Wang was startled, “Doesn’t the eldest young master eat before leaving?”
Lian Cheng’s face turned red and white, extremely stiff, “He doesn’t have time.”
Aunt Wang was not a young lady who hadn’t experienced anything; at her age, she had seen it all, and she knew exactly what had happened during this hour of breakfast delay.
Not only did she know clearly, but she also knew the man should be showering right now.
“Lian Cheng, your menstrual period—you need to protect yourself—”
Aunt Wang stammered, and Lian Cheng’s face was blank, “I—no—” she couldn’t finish, “I understand.”
Lian Cheng felt that she had been numbed by Liang Chaosu’s attitude.
Before, his desires were strong, and in less than three sentences when they were alone, they would be hugging, embracing, and it would escalate into a fire. For over a month, due to a twist of fate, he had been remarkably abstinent.
Moreover, sharing a bed for the past two days, although he held her tightly, he acted like a gentleman who wouldn’t make a move. Lian Cheng had been sleeping soundly, naturally lowering her guard.
“Aunt Wang, no need to pack corn, I won’t eat it anymore.” The man stood in the restaurant, looking refreshed, his gaze swept over Lian Cheng, “And don’t make it anymore.”
Aunt Wang poured out the corn as instructed, but her heart was filled with murmurs.
Even if a person’s taste changes, it’s a transition from liking it to not liking it as much.
But he was different; he couldn’t stand to see it at all.
This kind of personality, where one loves someone to death and hates them to death, was too clearly extreme.
Lian Cheng handed him the meal box and saw him out.
The lighting in the foyer illuminated the man’s silhouette; tall and strong, he wore a dark blue double-breasted suit, the buttons neatly fastened, the tie precise, exuding a calm, mature, and stern demeanor, showing no trace of the unrestrained indulgence in the bathroom.
“I want to—”
“Go out?” The man put on his leather shoes and stood up, “You don’t want to.”
Lian Cheng felt stifled, “I don’t want to go out, I’m bored, I want my phone.”
She knew rationally that she couldn’t rush things, but his approach just now was too wild. Although she fiercely protected her pants, her upper body was a mess, and her arms had been through so much that she had no strength left to move. He, instead, became more energetic, holding her, pressing her, rubbing her palms and chest until they were burning, and he still hadn’t finished.
To put it mildly, her acting up a bit right now was perfectly justified.
Liang Chaosu looked past her towards the kitchen. Aunt Wang, meeting his gaze, immediately shrank back.
“I remember.” Liang Chaosu gazed at her meaningfully, “The last time you eagerly saw me off and made a request was near graduation, when the school announced the final batch of recommended graduate students.”
After the list was released, Lian Cheng’s name was at the top, and the academician advisor personally called to congratulate her.
In front of him, Lian Cheng chatted joyfully, but in secret, she had already signed internship and employment contracts.
“…” Lian Cheng felt suffocated.
After a long while, she tilted her head up, “If you want to think that way, there’s nothing I can do.”
Liang Chaosu narrowed his eyes.
Lian Cheng said no more and turned to leave.
The man grabbed her arm and pulled, easily dragging her back, “Are you giving me an attitude?”
“Dared not.” Lian Cheng glanced at the hand he was holding, which had been bandaged with gauze just fifteen minutes ago.
Thinking of his shameless, bottomless torment in the bathroom, Lian Cheng’s malice grew, “This wound of yours, I did it with ulterior motives, so let me take it off, so I don’t have to trick you again.”
She snatched away the bow tied on the gauze. She had tied it herself, and with practiced ease, she unraveled half of it in a few moments.
Liang Chaosu seized her, his arm tightening, his firm muscles bulging, like iron shackles and locks encircling Lian Cheng, making her unable to move an inch.
“Playing games again.” Liang Chaosu’s face showed annoyance, “How many times have you used this tactic of advancing by retreating and then falsely accusing me.”
Lian Cheng’s expression went blank for a moment, then she paused and put on a dejected face, “I can also secretly cross the Chencang Pass.”
Liang Chaosu laughed angrily. Indeed, this maneuver of secretly crossing the Chencang Pass, used once unexpectedly in their four years of living together, had indeed caught him off guard.
“Tie it back.”
Lian Cheng glanced at him for a few seconds, then lowered her head dejectedly, “You asked for it.”
She re-tied the gauze, the knot looping around and around until it became a slipknot.
Liang Chaosu lowered his eyes and examined the slipknot.
Lian Cheng, “…I looped too much, it can’t be tied into a bow.”
Liang Chaosu glanced at her disdainfully, released her, and left through the door.
Lian Cheng gritted her teeth and turned back to the kitchen.
Aunt Wang was preparing corn, and half of it had already been thrown into the trash can. Lian Cheng stepped forward and stopped her, “Aunt Wang, he doesn’t like to eat it, but I do.”
Aunt Wang’s expression was rather peculiar, one was abnormal, the other was abnormally peculiar, “But… Xiao Da said you feel disgusted at the sight of corn now.”
So today’s corn was just a garnish, and it was for one person.
Lian Cheng took a big bite in front of her, “That was yesterday, I like it again today.”
Aunt Wang didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.
Compared to Liang Chaosu’s complete avoidance, Lian Cheng was indeed nostalgic; her tastes only changed temporarily for things she had liked since childhood.
It was also fortunate that unlike Liang Chaosu’s ruthlessness, she privately felt that people with extreme love and hate were prone to paranoia and obsession.
“Then I’ll make it for you secretly from now on.”
………………
Gu Xingyuan has a manor in the suburbs of Nan Province. Three months ago, Gu Xingyuan took over more than half of the ornamental plants that Liang’s Botanical Garden had discarded.
After three months of cultivation, even in winter, there was a patch of verdant greenery.
Looking out the window, there was a French garden surrounding a lake behind it. White swans and mandarin ducks in the lake complemented the surrounding scenery.
A scene of peaceful and unrestrained idyllic escape.
Gu Xingyuan and a specially invited Tea Master chatted while enjoying the scenery, from the tea classics to the history of domestic and international tea, and then debated whether Mongolian tea bricks and English black tea originated from China.
Although the debate did not determine a winner, the content exchanged was brilliant, and Gu Xingyuan successfully won a pair of shining admiring eyes from the Tea Master.
At this moment, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Liang Chaosu arrived late.
The Tea Master, with her hands fragrant with tea, poured a cup of black tea and handed it to him.
Gu Xingyuan’s expression was somewhat dejected, “Xiao Rou left. She knew I decided to have the child aborted and would rather divorce me than harm the child.”
Liang Chaosu picked up his teacup and took a sip, “You can’t control your desires, you reap what you sow.”
Gu Xingyuan sighed mournfully, “I am actually a bit disheartened. I went through ninety-nine steps for her, braving mountains of knives and seas of fire. Now that I am betrayed and alone, unable to stand on my own, she still doesn’t understand my difficulties.”
The Tea Master refilled his tea.
Liang Chaosu said in a faint voice, “Seven billion and a woman, you made the right choice.”
Gu Xingyuan was clouded with sorrow, “But this time I caused trouble, and now I am alone. The board of directors held a meeting, and the number of people supporting my removal was as high as ninety percent. I have already lost.”
Liang Chaosu, “Then admit your mistake, divorce, and re-ally with the directors.”
The Tea Master’s expression stirred.
