Chapter 60

He Le looked at him, and it took her a long time to react to what he meant by "honey." Pretending to be in love or something, she really wasn't good at it. Recalling his various instructions... lovers should kiss when they meet and part? But do they have to do it even when they haven't seen each other for a few hours at home?

"Honey?"

He Le couldn't help but get goosebumps all over, a bit regretting agreeing to this strange way of compensation.

"...Sorry." Planting a light kiss on his face, He Le tidied up the bathing utensils and helped him into bed.

"Honey, come." Mu Wei patted the side of the bed.

"..." Just pretending, did it have to go this far? With a light sigh, He Le hugged the thin quilt and climbed onto the bed, sitting beside him, cuddling and watching TV like an ordinary young couple.

The next few days passed quickly, because after seeing Shentu Mo, Jiji, and the Rong sisters off in the morning, she would return to the sixth floor to learn photography with Mu Wei, occasionally running outside the apartment to photograph plants, insects, and water droplets. By the time Shentu Mo and Jiji’s black and white cars returned to the apartment, the day was almost over. As for the night... if Shentu Mo called her, she would go; if not... she certainly wouldn't deliver herself to his door.

The Rong sisters were very polite to her, but there wasn't much interaction, because apart from breakfast, which they ate at the apartment, they often ate dinner out with Jiji before returning.

Oh! Almost forgot, there was also a ghost singer in the apartment, truly elusive, appearing and disappearing all day long, so He Le would always check the second floor to see if Qin Zhixiu was there before cooking.

"Click!" He Le looked at the grass she had photographed... to be honest, it was pretty bad, especially after seeing Mu Wei’s casual photography skills. However, even with such a bad work, Mu Wei would always find some so-called highlights or improvements to praise her. At first, she wasn't used to it, and even... felt a bit repulsed by his way of comforting her by telling lies with his eyes open. But after a few days, she really gained some confidence and interest in photography from his praise. This man, at least in photography, was a good teacher.

She took a few more shots, compared them back and forth for a long time, and only kept the ones she was relatively satisfied with, deleting the others—having been praised by him, she also wanted to live up to his praise.

On the sixth-floor balcony, Mu Wei set up his camera, adjusted the angle slightly, and took a high-angle shot of the petite figure reflecting light in the sun, a gratified smile occasionally appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Just as she was fascinated by the world through the lens, the sound of a car driving in broke her leisurely afternoon. He Le looked up and saw that it was Jiji and Shentu Mo and the others returning.

So early today?

What surprised He Le even more was that the two cars didn't drive into the underground garage but stopped directly not far from her.

"Miss He!" Almost as soon as Jiji’s Lamborghini stopped, the delicate and lovely Rong Qingya pushed open the car door and rushed down, running straight toward He Le.

"Qingya!" Jiji also walked around the front of the car to chase after her.

"Brother Ji, don't speak!" Rong Qingya shouted delicately. She had finally mustered the courage to confess to Jiji today, but Brother Ji actually said he had a girlfriend! And this girlfriend was the apartment manager, how could that be! She hadn't seen them speak to each other for the past few days! But Brother Ji said it was because she and her sister came, and his girlfriend was jealous and arguing with him, so she was ignoring him!

No! Intuition told her that Miss He was definitely not Brother Ji’s girlfriend; Brother Ji must be colluding with Miss He to lie to her!

Rong Qingya’s intuition over there was very accurate, and He Le’s intuition here wasn't weak either. As soon as she saw Rong Qingya’s posture, alarm bells rang in her head, and she instinctively felt that what was about to happen definitely wasn't anything good. Please, she had only had a few days of peace... couldn't she just continue to be peaceful?

"Miss He... can you answer a few questions for me?" The look on Rong Qingya’s pink little face was very serious. She would definitely expose their lies!

He Le thought for a moment, "That depends on what questions you ask."

"It’s very simple, if you know, just answer; if you don't know, just say you don't know."

"Qingya—"

"Brother Ji! If you interrupt me again, it means you're lying to me!" Rong Qingya turned back and warned him.

Jiji looked at Rong Qingya helplessly and looked at He Le for help.

Receiving Jiji’s plea for help, He Le—ignored him.

"Miss He, I want to ask, do you know when Brother Ji’s birthday is—no, that’s too simple, um, do you know what Brother Ji is best at playing?"

"...Chess." He Le actually really wanted to answer "women."

A flash of frustration crossed Rong Qingya’s eyes, but there was more unwillingness, "Then... do you know how old Brother Ji was when he had his first love?"

"Ah?" How could she possibly know.

"Qingya, how could I possibly tell her such things? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?" Jiji quickly smoothed things over.

Rong Qingya bit her lip and didn't beat around the bush anymore, simply going straight to the point—"Is the mole under Brother Ji’s left nipple black or red!"

He Le was genuinely confused, "I remember... he doesn't seem to have a mole on his chest."

Wow! Two wide noodle-like tears gushed out of Rong Qingya’s eyes. And Jiji behind her looked at He Le, his smile bright enough to rival the sun.

Author's Note:

Girls must be waiting anxiously~~ I'll post it first~~ I'll acknowledge everyone tomorrow~~~~ Love you all!

☆, Chapter 73: Storms Approaching

In this world, there is a thing called being too clever for one's own good.

Rong Qingya originally thought Jiji must have colluded with He Le to lie to her, because she had done this kind of thing herself, finding a friend to pretend to be her boyfriend to block suitors. And since it was collusion, some basic information must have been memorized in advance, so she asked some obscure questions, like hobbies. Most people only knew Jiji was good at mixing drinks and had a high golf handicap, but she learned from Uncle Ji that Jiji had been influenced by his grandfather since he was a child and was very strong at chess. It was precisely because his chess skills far exceeded ordinary people that he didn't play with friends, to avoid him feeling bored and others feeling insulted.

Actually, when He Le stated this specialty of Jiji, her confidence had already wavered, but it wasn't enough to make her give up, so she dug a hole for He Le to jump into.

Is the mole under Jiji’s left nipple black or red... she asked such a specific location. If He Le hadn't seen Jiji’s body, she would definitely think he really had a mole and would guess the answer based on the choices she gave. As long as He Le said a color, she would definitely be lying.

However—she really knew, Jiji didn't have a mole at all! Of course, a girlfriend would know if her boyfriend had a mole! Jiji wasn't lying; he really had a girlfriend!