For her, romantic feelings were optional. As long as she could achieve more in her career, that was fine. But on the very first try, she met Ye Yansheng. The moment he pushed open the door—just that one moment—
She felt her blood boil. Just like the lyrics: "The little me in your eyes is waiting for you to love me."
Ye Yansheng was loving her now, and in the future, they would love each other even more.
She picked up her phone from the table and saw the brief call duration with Liang Jiasong. She must have accidentally hit the answer button when Ye Yansheng suddenly attacked her. She didn't know if Liang Jiasong had heard anything.
Probably not, but even if he did, it didn't matter.
So she sent Liang Jiasong a message with a clear conscience.
"Jiasong Ge, don't worry about me. I haven't had a chance to tell you and my teacher that I'm married. My husband has a special profession, and with my job, it's not convenient for us to go public. I'm sorry for hiding it from you for so long. When I have time, I'll bring him to meet you. You'll definitely like him!"
After sending the message, she looked at the empty room. It didn't feel like home at all. If they were at home, maybe last night she would have already slept with Ye Yansheng.
He looked so easy to bully when he had a fever. What a shame.
Song Guanyu's face crumpled.
Suddenly she had an idea. Ye Yansheng's meeting was downstairs. She could go downstairs and wait for him, to see if she could scare him.
Action! She immediately ran to rummage through her suitcase. Of course, she had to dress up nicely before going out, even if no one could see her beauty. She pulled out a slip dress, a camisole, hot shorts, a bikini.
Clothes were tossed randomly on the bed and carpet as she rummaged.
Sitting on the carpet, she suddenly deflated when she thought of something. Looking down at the red marks on her chest and shoulders, and the ones on her thighs and waist—these were all from Ye Yansheng last night, when he clung to her and left many marks. Only her neck was spared. None of the clothes she brought could be worn.
The shirt he had taken off had been washed and was fluttering in the wind on the large balcony.
She rummaged through the suitcase, all of which were that style. Suddenly she caught sight of an outfit buried at the very bottom of one side of the suitcase, hidden under many clothes.
She pulled out the outfit and pouted.
When had she brought the denim jumpsuit Ye Yansheng had bought for her? And his taste really was childish.
It turned out that people really do subconsciously pack things they never expected. At that time, her heart was full of joy at seeing him.
She didn't even know how she had chosen this piece and thrown it into the suitcase.
Forget it. She would wear this. She quickly changed and ran to the bathroom mirror. In the mirror, she wore a baseball cap, a white T-shirt, and a denim double-strap jumpsuit over it.
The corners of Song Guanyu's mouth twitched. It made her look very small. Fortunately, she had a good figure, and it was... not that ugly.
Putting on her mask and sunglasses, and grabbing her room card, she went downstairs.
In the lobby downstairs, Ye Yansheng and his group were seeing someone off. Today's meeting was quick because the keynote speaker had arrived early.
Ye Yansheng shook hands with Professor Cass, watched the person get into the car, then turned to Song Huaizhi, Zhou Shanli, and Nie Yizhi and said he wouldn't have lunch with them.
Song Huaizhi was about to speak.
A sharp, very thin voice came from behind them.
"Little Ye Cousin! What a coincidence!"
Ye Yansheng was stunned by the shout. The voice was unfamiliar, but he still turned around. When he saw who it was, he almost saw black spots.
Whose child had run out?
Song Guanyu had never worn such... cute clothes. Her mother must have picked them out when buying clothes.
A thought came to his mind: "Xiao Yan, you don't understand. Nowadays, young girls really like these cute things."
Song Guanyu changed her voice and trotted up to Ye Yansheng. Since she wasn't wearing her usual heels, she stood flat-footed and looked up at him. He knew that behind the sunglasses were a pair of crescent-shaped eyes.
"Little Ye Cousin, it really is you. I almost thought I mistook someone."
"Little Ye Cousin?!" The people behind Ye Yansheng were all confused. They didn't know Ye Yansheng had a younger female cousin.
Ye Yansheng rubbed his forehead, a corner of his mouth twitching. He had no choice but to reluctantly acknowledge it with a soft "Mm," then stiffly pulled Song Guanyu over to introduce them.
"Yes, I'm having lunch with her," he said, then looked down at Song Guanyu again and blinked. It wasn't an illusion.
Song Guanyu immediately tugged at his arm and swayed it slightly: "Little Ye Cousin, introduce me to them quickly."
He looked at her for a second, not realizing Little Radish Head had acting talent.
Only then did Ye Yansheng stiffly face the three in front of him, his scalp tingling: "This is my... younger cousin. She came to have lunch with me."
Author's Note:
Song Xiaodai: "Little Ye Cousin, introduce me quickly!"
Dr. Ye sighs: "Honey, stop fooling around."
Me: This couple knows how to have fun.
Dr. Ye, don't pretend—you're actually enjoying this, aren't you! You're completely bewitched by your wife.