Chapter 155

"Here?" Ren Lingyu was about to turn around—

"Ren Lingyu, come, ah!" He Lele picked up a plump crystal dumpling and stuffed it into Ren Lingyu's mouth.

So, Ren Lingyu turned around with a mouthful of oily, fresh, and fragrant crystal dumpling—

"Miss Ren, happy birthday." Qin Zhixiu smiled faintly and handed over the fruit cake He Lele had made herself.

"Ah mm mm mm—"

Sure enough, bringing Qin Zhixiu was the right choice.

Looking at Ren Lingyu's shocked, happy, and exceptionally shy appearance, He Lele's smile became even brighter. The three of them chatted, and the table full of dim sum was actually consumed one by one without realizing it... Finally, after paying the bill, Ren Lingyu grabbed He Lele and ran to the restroom.

Arriving at the restroom, Ren Lingyu looked at He Lele with a sly smile.

"Lele, is there something you forgot to tell me?"

"... No."

"No?" Ren Lingyu looked disbelieving, "Then what's with this moist and smooth look on your face? Quick! Confess honestly, are you dating 'him'? Mm?"

"... Where did your mind go? I really have no other relationship with him. I'm the apartment manager, and he is one of the owners. Because I asked for leave and he had no one to take care of him, so—"

"Lele," Ren Lingyu suddenly interrupted her, "Then do you know that today is also his birthday?"

He Lele was stunned. She—of course didn't know.

Ren Lingyu said that when she was practicing hacking techniques, she once peeked at Qin Zhixiu's file in Muse's artist archive system out of curiosity. Because she was very nervous and a bit guilty at the time, she didn't look much, but she remembered very clearly that the birthday on Qin Zhixiu's ID card in the file was September 16th, which was different from the one announced. Later, she paid special attention to Qin Zhixiu's movements every September 16th—nothing. Even during the busiest album promotion period, Qin Zhixiu would rest on September 16th. So she concluded that this day was his real birthday! This year, her lunar birthday happened to coincide with his birthday, and she was even a little happy about it, not expecting to be able to celebrate his birthday with Qin Zhixiu himself!

"It's his birthday, yet he hid it from you and followed you. It's very obvious he wanted to spend it with you! Hee hee hee hee! Looks like it's unrequited love?"

"... Girl, you think too much." He Lele tapped Ren Lingyu's forehead, "It should be because of other reasons..."

Although she couldn't guess Qin Zhixiu's intention, He Lele didn't intend to dwell on it much. No matter what, today was Ren Lingyu's birthday, and she would only treat Ren Lingyu as the only protagonist.

"Mr. Qin, we can go." He Lele said softly.

Qin Zhixiu withdrew his deep gaze from outside the window, looked at He Lele, and smiled slightly. The faint smile seemed to slow down the hurried pace of time.

"What to do next?"

"After morning tea, of course, it's lunch!" Ren Lingyu answered happily, "Lele... want to taste my master's cooking?"

Author's Note:

This chapter is a transition~~~ next chapter... looking at the sky~~ the two male leads with the least screen time in this book finally have a scene together?

It's too late today, will acknowledge everyone tomorrow~~~ working overtime this weekend~~ running away in tears~~~ the seven-day National Day holiday is great~~ but I have to go far away to celebrate a birthday for a family member~~~~ seems like I haven't squatted at home to write without burden for a long time...

Love you all~~~

☆, (9 Fresh Coins) Chapter 142: Idol, Come On

Li Yiquan?

"You... made an appointment with Lawyer Li?"

"Haha! Because I performed exceptionally well in the last case, Master said he could satisfy one request as a reward. I've long heard that Master cooks a great meal, so of course, I have to taste it! Such a good thing, how can I not bring you along? Am I a good sister?" Ren Lingyu said very loyally.

"Such a warm date, are you sure you want to bring the two of us light bulbs?" He Lele pointed to herself and Qin Zhixiu.

"The more people, the better to make a few more dishes! Alright! Let's go! My saliva is almost flowing out!" Ren Lingyu pushed the two of them with one hand each.

"..." He Lele glanced at the table full of steamer baskets and plates, and exchanged a knowing look with Qin Zhixiu.

Eyes kept looking at the three of them in the restaurant, seemingly someone recognized Qin Zhixiu. Seeing that it was bad, the two girls quickly slipped away with Qin Zhixiu.

Li Yiquan lived in the southwest of the city, a drive of just over ten minutes. Ren Lingyu drove He Lele and Qin Zhixiu. I don't know if they were all stuffed or had their own thoughts, but the three of them didn't speak along the way.

Looking at the car window with unfocused eyes, He Lele didn't know how to face Li Yiquan.

Ren Lingyu didn't know. She didn't know that the master she admired most and the boss she respected most... were actually the same person!

"Don't tell Ren Lingyu, I don't want to mix public and private." L said that to her the night before.

"... You know, unless absolutely necessary, I don't want to hide anything from her." Knowing that the L she had known for three years was actually Li Yiquan, who drafted that manager contract, she really couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.

She understood that he was just dutifully and excellently completing his work according to the commission, but did he know? When she heard that the contract was drafted by him, "Li Yiquan," a bucket of ice water was poured from head to toe. Listening to Ren Lingyu talk about his legends every day made her very clear that the contract he drafted was equivalent to four words—impeccable. Unable to terminate the contract through legal means, and without money to pay the liquidated damages, and not daring to use the power of the "public opinion" double-edged sword, she could only resign herself to returning to the apartment.

She told herself it didn't matter, hypnotizing herself that everything wasn't the worst, but... every day being touched in the most private and soft parts of her body by different men, letting those terrible things of the men enter and exit her body countless times, being forced to pose in various patterns, and even... the back was thoroughly used by the men! Many times, just after escaping from one man's terrifying desire, she was pinned down and ravaged by another man...

How could she really not care? She just tried hard, tried hard to let go—and she did it.

But L... why do you have to be Li Yiquan?

That mentor and friend who once gave her so much confidence, comfort, concern, and guidance—why did it have to be Li Yiquan?