Chapter 38: I'm not thirsty, I'm hungry

In the night.

A white sports sedan sped along the road.

Shen Huai sat in the passenger seat, his face turned toward the window.

At this moment.

The time was nearing late night.

There were not many cars left on the road.

The city, which had been bustling and noisy just a few hours ago, had gradually quieted down.

"Screech—"

A sharp brake.

The sports sedan came to a steady stop at the main entrance of Number One Heaven and Earth.

"Team Leader Lin, I've arrived. Thank you for driving me home."

After Shen Huai finished speaking, he unbuckled his seatbelt and pressed the door handle, intending to leave.

Unexpectedly.

With a "click."

Lin Yeman pressed the door lock button without a second thought.

She looked around at Number One Heaven and Earth for a good while, before finally letting her gaze fall on Shen Huai: "You... live here?"

"…Yeah."

Shen Huai said casually, "My classmate's family is rich, they have many houses, and no one lives in them."

"When they heard I was going to work at Star Glory and was looking for a place, they let me move in to bring some life to the house."

After saying this, Shen Huai even spread his hands in a helplessly humble-bragging manner.

He had long since mastered this script.

After acting for so long, managing his expressions had become second nature; he almost believed it himself.

"To think there's such a good classmate in China? Why can't I ever run into one?"

Hearing Shen Huai's explanation, Lin Yeman did not deny it, nor did she appear overly surprised.

Her gaze toward Shen Huai simply became more meaningful: "Number One Heaven and Earth, the most expensive area in Jianghai City, with an average price of 250,000 per ping, and the smallest unit is over 160."

"Being able to afford a house here, that's no ordinary rich person."

As Lin Yeman spoke, her body suddenly leaned toward Shen Huai.

In an instant.

Shen Huai felt the space before him darken.

The light inside the car was solidly blocked by Lin Yeman's shoulder.

The already cramped interior space suddenly became somewhat ambiguous.

"Shen Huai, do you know? Actually, the circle of the rich is very small."

"Everyone feeds resources to each other, and everything they do is circle-based business."

"To have a house worth tens of millions and not live in it, but generously let an outsider live there for free—your classmate must have assets over a hundred million, right?"

"What is your friend's name? Which family's young master is it? Tell me, maybe I even know them."

Lin Yeman asked with a smile.

She looked at Shen Huai with a playful expression, and took the opportunity to pinch Shen Huai's chin, teasing him lightly with her fingertips.

"…Don't."

Shen Huai gritted his teeth and warned in a low voice, "This is the damn main entrance! Can you restrain yourself a little!"

He caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye and noticed the security guard at the gate walking toward them.

Looking at that oblivious figure not far away.

A flash of irritation crossed Lin Yeman's eyes.

Yet she still curled her lips into a faint smile and pulled away from Shen Huai.

"I'll see you to your door myself."

Lin Yeman paused, her eyes sweeping over Shen Huai: "No refusing."

The car pulled into the underground garage.

Shen Huai was in front, with Lin Yeman following leisurely behind.

The two maintained a distance of half a meter throughout.

Shen Huai walked into the elevator in silence.

What exactly does this Lin Yeman want? Late at night, a lone man and woman.

If that person next door runs into this, I won't be able to clear my name even if I jump into the Yellow River!

As his thoughts raced, the elevator doors opened.

"Um, I'm home."

Shen Huai turned his head politely and nodded to Lin Yeman.

However.

Lin Yeman did not move an inch, her feet planted behind Shen Huai, her burning gaze waiting for Shen Huai to open the door.

She had no intention of leaving at all.

"Yeah, I know you're home. What are you standing there for? Open the door."

Lin Yeman urged.

Feeling the scorching gaze from behind, Shen Huai took a deep breath, feeling as if he were sitting on pins and needles.

He turned around stiffly, one hand quickly pressing the code, the other hand covering the keypad interface—

"Door unlocked, welcome home." Shen Huai pushed the door open gently and looked back at Lin Yeman: "You..."

"I'm thirsty, invite me in for some tea."

Lin Yeman tilted her head slightly, blinked slyly at Shen Huai, and shrugged.

"Sorry, I just moved in, there's no tea at home, maybe—"

"It's okay, if there's no tea, plain water isn't out of the question."

Before Shen Huai's refusal could be spoken.

Lin Yeman spoke forcefully, interrupting Shen Huai's words.

Immediately after.

Lin Yeman stepped forward and pushed the door open with a shove.

As if returning to her own home, she walked in, relaxed and at ease.

Seeing this, Shen Huai could only follow helplessly and pull the door shut behind him.

Entering Shen Huai's home.

Lin Yeman's eyes kept scanning the interior decor, a hint of surprise showing in them.

Her fingers brushed lightly over piece after piece of expensive furniture and ornaments, the surprise in her eyes gradually deepening.

"VersaceHome sofa, and a genuine leather custom model at that; at this size, you wouldn't get it for less than several hundred thousand."

"A dining table crafted from a single slab of Picasso luxury stone; just this piece of material must cost tens of thousands."

As Lin Yeman spoke, she suddenly squatted down and tapped the floor tiles lightly with her hand.

The next moment.

A glint of light flashed in Lin Yeman's eyes.

"To think even the tiles are RAGNO."

"Shen Huai, do you know that for tiles like these, the minimum is 3,000 per square meter?"

Shen Huai broke out in a cold sweat listening to this.

When he first entered this place, he only felt that the decor looked expensive at a glance.

He hadn't known it was ridiculously expensive! What Shen Huai hadn't expected even more was.

That Lin Yeman, this person, was actually so well-versed in home furnishing brands, knowing them like the back of her hand! She had listed almost every brand in Shen Huai's room without omission, and even provided precise prices.

This person's eyes were practically a human calculator.

Seeing Shen Huai standing there stunned.

Lin Yeman stood up, narrowed her eyes, and re-examined Shen Huai: "A house decorated with so much effort, yet you're allowed to live here for free."

"That rich second-generation classmate of yours, he doesn't like you, does he?"

Hearing this, Shen Huai took a tactical sip of water: "... He is a man."

"So what if he's a man? True love doesn't distinguish by gender."

Lin Yeman put away her scrutinizing expression and let a smile ripple across her face again.

"If I didn't know you inside and out, I might really start to suspect whether you were that only son of the Shen Family."

"... Pfft."

Shen Huai couldn't hold it in, and the water he had just drunk nearly sprayed out.

"I was just joking, are you really that easily scared?"

Lin Yeman watched Shen Huai's disheveled appearance and swayed over with a smile.

She pulled a tissue from the dining table and raised her hand to wipe the corner of Shen Huai's mouth.

Lin Yeman had a habit of applying hand cream every day.

So when her hand, separated by a tissue as thin as a cicada's wing, rubbed gently against Shen Huai's cheek.

A faint scent of cream surged into his nasal cavity.

For a moment.

Shen Huai felt a bit dizzy, and a wave of heat surged upward.

Damn it, there isn't musk in this, is there?

Watching Shen Huai's somewhat flustered gaze.

The smile in Lin Yeman's eyes grew deeper.

She pressed in directly, bracing her hands to trap Shen Huai against the edge of the dining table.

Instantly.

Lin Yeman's softness pressed tightly against Shen Huai.

This posture was truly too proactive.

Alarm bells rang loudly in Shen Huai's mind!

Shen Huai, wake up.

Lust is a blade hanging over one's head! Lin Yeman eats people without spitting out the bones; from start to finish, she has looked at him like prey.

She has never truly given her heart to anyone.

So this time, he must hold his ground!

Absolutely, absolutely must not let his heart stir again! "Aren't you thirsty? I, I'll go pour you a glass of water..."

Shen Huai said, making a move to push away Lin Yeman's hands.

"No need, I'm not thirsty anymore."

Lin Yeman's gaze was like a viper's, moving bit by bit from Shen Huai's cheek downward, the corners of her mouth curling into a cunning smile.

"Shen Huai, I'm hungry, I want to eat something."

(End of chapter)