Chapter 75: Young Master Shen, can you eat for me?

Shen Huai's voice traveled through the earphones, piercing straight into Lin Yeman's ears.

The seductive bass, wrapped in electric currents, instantly made Lin Yeman's entire body go numb.

She threw her phone onto the bed with a flushed face.

Damn it!

This man was actually deliberately putting on a husky voice.

Lin Yeman rubbed her ears, clutching her suddenly racing heart, as her body seemed to ignite with a familiar sense of longing once again.

"..."

Lin Yeman cleared her dry throat and picked up the phone again: "Sister, she might have already discovered that you are on the phone with me."

"Ah? Really?"

Yang Lan was taken aback, not expecting her perfect strategy to be exposed by the enemy before it had even been deployed.

Lin Yeman sighed.

She hung up the phone directly, opened her bedroom door, and walked toward Shen Huai's room.

It seemed she had no choice but to enter this battlefield.

"Young Master Shen, have you discovered me?"

Lin Yeman pushed the door open, her opening words delivered in a charming, boneless voice.

Shen Huai couldn't help but shift half a step away from Yang Lan, smiling: "With sisters so united, I naturally cannot favor one over the other."

"What a fine 'favoring one over the other'."

Lin Yeman glanced at Shen Huai, leaning against the doorframe with a playful look in her eyes: "Tsk, no wonder my sister suddenly stopped talking."

"Wearing this outfit, your temperament has truly changed; I almost didn't recognize you."

"Thank you for the compliment," Shen Huai replied politely, "Now that everyone is here, do we still need to go out?"

"Of course we need to go out."

Lin Yeman strode over: "My sister has never taken the initiative to invite a man before; how could you refuse?"

After saying this, she gave Yang Lan a wink and spoke up: "Sister, didn't you say you wanted to make a fresh bowl of beef noodles?"

Hearing this, Yang Lan immediately realized: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, I'll go prepare it right now."

Yang Lan nodded gratefully at Lin Yeman, lifted her skirt, and sprinted toward the garden.

In the blink of an eye.

Only Lin Yeman and Shen Huai were left in the room.

The moment the door-closing sound rang out.

Shen Huai instantly dropped all his pretenses.

"What on earth are you two playing at? What beef noodles?"

Hearing this, Lin Yeman sat on the sofa with a relaxed expression, her fingertips carelessly twirling a few strands of hair.

"Didn't my sister say it? She wants to take you outdoors to chat."

"And while she's at it, she wants to show off her most prideful culinary skill: beef noodles."

"She stubbornly believes that the reason you don't like her is because she lacks dating experience, so she wants to have a heart-to-heart with you to get some pointers."

Having said that, Lin Yeman aimed a meaningful glance at Shen Huai's waist.

This one look.

Made Shen Huai's abdomen tighten.

"My sister is a person who has never been this infatuated before. Shen Huai, oh Shen Huai, your charm is truly extraordinary."

Lin Yeman teased, though the smile did not reach her eyes.

"Then do you think I should accept your sister's feelings?"

Shen Huai gazed out the window and murmured.

Hearing this.

The smile on Lin Yeman's face stiffened slightly.

But then it quickly melted away, and she raised her eyes again: "Doesn't that depend on yourself?"

"Whether you like someone or not, isn't it enough to just ask your own heart?"

"Is that so?"

Shen Huai paused, suddenly turned to look at Lin Yeman, and stared straight into her eyes: "Then do you hope that I like your sister?"

With one sentence, he directly turned the tables.

Lin Yeman's smile stalled for a moment, and she immediately lowered her eyes to avoid Shen Huai's gaze.

"I... don't know."

"You don't know?"

Shen Huai raised his eyebrows coldly and sat down opposite Lin Yeman.

He crossed his legs, used his right hand to lightly brush non-existent dust off his trouser leg, vaguely revealing a limited-edition, diamond-encrusted watch.

"Team Leader Lin, accompany me in a play."

"Hm?" Lin Yeman looked up abruptly: "What do you mean?"

Shen Huai's eyes darkened as he looked solemnly at Lin Yeman: "I don't like your sister, and I don't want your sister to become a tool for my father, so I need you to cooperate with me and put on a show."

"What kind of show?" Lin Yeman couldn't help but sit up straight. "Naturally, the one you are most skilled at."

After a pause, Shen Huai stood up, leaned into Lin Yeman's ear, and whispered a few words.

The next moment.

Lin Yeman's face turned completely red in a flash.

"Shen Huai... this move of yours is truly too despicable."

"Is that so?" Shen Huai shrugged nonchalantly, "Then I shall take that as a compliment."

"Since you've agreed, shall we go?"

Having said that, Shen Huai bowed slightly toward the doorway with a charming smile: "Team Leader Lin, please."

When the two arrived at the garden.

Yang Lan had already gathered all the utensils and ingredients needed for the outdoor BBQ outside.

In the center of the garden.

On the hollowed-out round dining table made of pure copper, there sat three bowls of steaming hot beef noodles.

All the ingredients had been grilled in advance and placed on a warming rack.

Seeing Shen Huai and Lin Yeman arrive late, Yang Lan hurriedly waved to them excitedly to greet them: "You're finally here!"

She quietly pulled Lin Yeman to one side and patted her chest confidently: "Manman, I have already followed your instructions and ordered everyone not to come near this garden tonight."

"Even if you talk all night, no one will disturb you."

"Mm... good, good." Lin Yeman forced a smile, looking absentmindedly in Shen Huai's direction.

Shen Huai turned his head, his gaze meeting Lin Yeman's quietly, and he nodded secretly.

The three of them took their seats one after another.

Shen Huai sat in the middle.

Lin Yeman and Yang Lan sat on his left and right respectively.

"Shen Huai, I made a bowl of beef noodles earlier, but unfortunately, I knocked it over. Now I've made a new bowl; would you like to taste it?"

After speaking, Yang Lan considerately handed the chopsticks to Shen Huai, looking at him with anticipation.

No sooner had the words fallen.

A pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared in Shen Huai's field of vision.

Lin Yeman was seen turning her body to the side, directly poking the chopsticks in her hand against Shen Huai's lips, pretending to touch them inadvertently.

"Oh, you kissed them; it seems these chopsticks can only be for you."

?

Yang Lan looked at Lin Yeman in confusion.

Before she could react.

Lin Yeman directly took the chopsticks that Yang Lan had intended to hand to Shen Huai and placed them smilingly on her own noodle bowl.

"Sister, Shen Huai used my chopsticks, so I'll use yours; that's alright, right?"

"... No, it's no problem."

Yang Lan couldn't help but frown, retracting her hand sheepishly.

Sensing the inexplicable rapport between Lin Yeman and Shen Huai, Yang Lan always felt something was wrong somewhere.

But she couldn't put her finger on it.

However, for someone like Yang Lan who possessed an ultra-strong sense of dullness, this little interlude was not enough to alert her.

Lin Yeman took a bite of the beef and immediately frowned.

She looked at Yang Lan with an indescribable expression: "Sister, did you put too much salt in this..."

"Ah?"

Yang Lan was startled, hurriedly picking up her chopsticks to taste it.

After one bite, Yang Lan's expression became even more puzzled: "This taste... isn't it just right?"

"... Is it?"

Lin Yeman took another bite, put down her chopsticks with some disdain, but said innocently: "Maybe I've been dieting lately and my diet is quite bland, so suddenly eating braised beef, I find the flavor too strong."

"Sister, don't take it to heart; you cooked it very well, it's my problem."

"It's just a pity, such good beef."

After a pause, Lin Yeman's eyes darted, and she picked up the beef she had half-eaten and dropped it into Shen Huai's bowl.

"Young Master Shen, could you help me finish this beef?"

Seeing this.

Yang Lan's hand holding the chopsticks shook violently.

She looked at Lin Yeman in disbelief, then glanced at Shen Huai.

This time.

Even if she were any more foolish, she would have discovered what was wrong.

When did these two get close enough to eat the same piece of beef?

(End of this chapter)