Chapter 120: But the One Jiejie Feeds Me Will Be Much Sweeter.
The next morning, Auntie Chen came to cook. Seeing Huai Xing, who had just come out of the master bedroom, she was surprised for a few seconds before she grinned and greeted her, “Miss Huai!”
Huai Xing smiled and called out, “Auntie Chen, long time no see. Have you been well these past few years?”
“Good, I’m very good,” Auntie Chen said, wringing her apron, her excitement overflowing. Remembering her task, she pointed to the kitchen. “I’m going in to stir-fry some vegetables. It’ll be quick. Just wait.”
As soon as she had entered the kitchen, Chu Wantang also came out of the master bedroom.
Hearing their conversation just now, Chu Wantang’s lips curled up, only feeling as if nothing had changed.
Huai Xing glanced at her smile, lifted her chin, and gave an order in a serious manner. “It’s time to wash up, Chu Wantang.”
She said, “You can squeeze the toothpaste for me.”
Hearing this coquettish tone, Chu Wantang nodded with a smile. “It would be my honor.”
When they were eating again, Huai Xing couldn’t ignore Auntie Chen’s gaze, the kind of gratified look she was familiar with from the past, like watching a disbanded girl group reunite.
And the longer the time, the stronger the emotion.
Chu Wantang timely said to Auntie Chen, “Auntie Chen, you can go back now.”
“Okay,” Auntie Chen said, her smile not fading. She held the trash bag. “If there’s anything, you can just tell me.”
Chu Wantang: “Okay.”
After Auntie Chen had left, Huai Xing let out a sigh of relief.
Even though she had been through thousands of trials in the business world, in such a familiar situation, she still couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable. And she didn’t know if Auntie Chen was clear about her relationship with Chu Wantang. Could it be that she still thought they were just simple sisters?
As if she had seen through her doubts, Chu Wantang picked up a cherry tomato. Before she put it in her mouth, she said, “Auntie Chen still doesn’t know about our relationship.”
“Oh,” Huai Xing said, watching her put the cherry tomato in her mouth, and silently added, “What’s our relationship?”
Chu Wantang’s eyes squinted from the sourness of the cherry tomato, and she unhurriedly spat out four words, “…An ambiguous relationship.”
Huai Xing corrected, “Wrong answer.”
“Then what is our relationship?”
“It’s a pre-lover, pre-couple, pre-partner, pre-girlfriend relationship.”
As soon as Huai Xing had finished answering, she saw that Chu Wantang’s eyes were full of smiles, and she realized that she had fallen into a trap.
For some reason, her ears suddenly burned very red, the same color as the cherry tomato that Chu Wantang had just eaten.
But she did not look away and met Chu Wantang’s gaze.
The enchanting atmosphere was like an undercurrent, and the heavy dark clouds outside seemed to shine with brilliant color at this moment.
The first to be defeated was Chu Wantang. “Okay.”
She said softly, “I’ll remember the four ‘pre-‘ relationships that Miss Huai has proposed. If anyone asks me again, I’ll answer like this.”
Huai Xing cleared her throat. “Remember it.” She asked, “Is this cherry tomato sour?”
“It is,” Chu Wantang said, picking up another one and handing it forward. “Do you want to try?”
Huai Xing: “I’m afraid of eating sour things.”
Chu Wantang: “That’s true.”
Six years ago, when she had left Jingcheng, she had even left her a box of sour cherry tomatoes. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, her wrist was held by Huai Xing with one hand.
“But the one Jiejie feeds me will be much sweeter,” she said. As soon as she finished speaking, Huai Xing stared at Chu Wantang, parted her lips, and bit the cherry tomato, and she also intentionally or unintentionally brushed Chu Wantang’s fingertips with her lips.
She let go of her hand, bit the cherry tomato in her mouth, and the juice exploded in her oral cavity. But she didn’t look as if she had been soured at all. She very much agreed with what she had just said, her eyes curving as she said, “It really is. It’s so sweet.”
Chu Wantang once again suspected that she was going to be hooked to death.
But she still had to cooperate with Huai Xing’s actions and get through this ambiguous period. The itchiness of her fingertips spread to her heart. She asked nonchalantly, “Is that so?”
“It is.”
Chu Wantang picked up another one, put it in her mouth, and took the opportunity to make a swallowing motion.
After she had swallowed the cherry tomato, she said, “This one of mine is also a little sweeter.”
“Why is that?” Huai Xing asked, as if she were puzzled.
Chu Wantang: “I don’t know.” She lowered her eyes, and for a rare moment, she was a little embarrassed. “Maybe the atmosphere is a little sweet, so the cherry tomato doesn’t dare to be sour.”
Huai Xing tried her best to suppress the corners of her lips and replied with a hundred-turn “oh.” “I think it’s more than a little.”
After a particularly difficult breakfast, Huai Xing took Chu Wantang’s car keys.
She was going to take Chu Wantang to work today.
There were other residents in the elevator. They were not holding hands at first, but their drooping arms would press against each other when they stood together.
Naturally, the backs of their hands would also touch, creating an electric current that only they could hear in this somewhat noisy car.
Chu Wantang looked straight ahead and did not turn her head.
But after she had touched the back of Huai Xing’s hand again, her hand moved to the side a little, and her fingers accurately embedded themselves in the gaps between Huai Xing’s fingers. Coincidentally, the elevator arrived at the underground garage, and the doors opened. She took Huai Xing’s hand and walked out.
The ends of her hair swayed in the air, and their intertwined hands were like a lit spark.
Huai Xing listened to the sound of Chu Wantang’s high heels and then looked at Chu Wantang’s sharp profile.
Just as they were about to reach the car, she couldn’t help but call out, “Chu Ruan Tang.”
“Hmm?”
“Do you feel like you’re dreaming?”
“I do,” Chu Wantang said, turning her head by the light of the parking lot, her voice warm. “Don’t let me wake up.”
They had already reached the car and were standing there. Hearing this, Huai Xing placed one hand on Chu Wantang’s waist. They were wearing different shoes now, and there was a slight height difference.
She stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on Chu Wantang’s cheek. “It’s not a dream.”
…
With three minutes left until nine o’clock, Chu Wantang arrived at “Lan Ling” and clocked in.
Six years had passed, and the company had expanded by one floor. She came to her office and sat down.
The meeting had not yet begun, and a subordinate came in to report on her work.
She listened with full concentration. After the person had left, she took out the phone from the side and sent a message to Huai Xing: [Get some good rest after you get home.]
Last night, they had only returned after they had finished putting together the building blocks at Chu Lingyi’s house. It was a little late after they had taken a shower, and Huai Xing had still insisted on taking her to the company.
Huai Xing replied instantly: [Okay, President Chu.]
Chu Wantang looked at this form of address and raised an eyebrow.
She felt that Huai Xing had many forms of address for her and would often switch between several.
After a few more light reminders, the meeting began.
This meeting was a phased summary meeting for “Lan Ling’s” overseas market. As the team leader, Chu Wantang could not be absent. She sat at the head of the table, her posture relaxed, her expression serious, her aura sharp, and even her silence carried weight.
The meeting did not end until eleven-thirty. Everyone saw that their just-now-stern President Chu had taken out her phone, and her expression had immediately softened, a dimple on her lips.
She came to the pantry to get herself some coffee, and Gu Rufeng, this marketing director, also came over.
The bitter fragrance of the coffee was wafting. Chu Wantang held her cup, thought for a moment, and called out, “Director Gu.”
Gu Rufeng asked, “What’s wrong, President Chu?”
“What was it like when you and Sister Fei had your wedding before?”
Gu Rufeng and Fei Shutao had had their wedding at the beginning of the year. Unfortunately, she had been on a business trip abroad at that time and their schedules had not matched, so she could only give a red envelope to express her feelings.
No matter what, these two, even without her reminder, had also taken care of the Huai Xing who was still at “Lan Ling.”
Hearing this question, Gu Rufeng’s sense of smell became a little more acute.
She first asked, “Are you and Xiao Huai dating?”
Huai Xing’s big show work vlog from last year, because the data was so good, she had had their entire marketing center watch it and learn from it.
In the end, everyone was shipping them so hard that they had forgotten the original intention of watching the video. It was just that there were no more related vlogs later, and Chu Wantang had been busy with “Lan Ling’s” overseas expansion. After so long, no one had brought this up again.
Gu Rufeng had not expected that Chu Wantang would still come to ask her about the wedding.
“No,” Chu Wantang said, feeling that it was not right. “Not yet.”
“Now it’s a pre-lover, pre-couple, pre-partner, pre-girlfriend relationship,” she said, not a single word wrong, not a single word missing.
They were chatting at the window here, and there was no one around. Gu Rufeng laughed at these words. “Alright.”
She recalled, “A wedding, it’s a bit tiring during the preparation period. But when you look at the person standing beside you, you’ll have a kind of dreamlike feeling. Is it really her for the rest of my life? Yes, it’s her. It can only be her…”
Chu Wantang listened quietly. After she had finished speaking, she smiled. “It sounds wonderful. Thank you for telling me this.”
“You’re welcome.”
Gu Rufeng clinked her coffee cup with hers. “I’m looking forward to your feelings.”
…
At nearly twelve o’clock, Huai Xing came to “Lan Ling’s” lounge.
She had also told Ren Jiao that she was coming.
As soon as the time came, Ren Jiao ran to the lounge and was very excited to see her. “Huai Xing!”
She complained, “Why did you suddenly come! Why did you only just tell me!”
“I’m here to meet someone for dinner, and also to see you.”
“What do you mean by ‘also to see me’? You mean ‘by the way to see me,’ right?” Ren Jiao said, clenching her fists at the thought of this. “You’ve kept me in the dark for so long. You and President Chu are actually…”
She did not say the rest, but they both understood.
Huai Xing: “Let me add, she’s just my older sister who is six years older than me.”
Ren Jiao: “…?”
Ren Jiao: “I really want to punch you.”
“I’ve never said that my sister and I are real sisters,” Huai Xing said with a cunning smile. “You’ve misunderstood, Jiaojiao.”
Just as she finished speaking, the elevator doors opened.
Chu Wantang came to this floor and saw her and Ren Jiao in the lounge.
Huai Xing gave Ren Jiao a radiant smile. “We’re going to eat, Jiaojiao.”
Ren Jiao was a little trembling when she saw Chu Wantang. She was still a little afraid of this President Chu.
She quickly waved her hand. “Okay, okay.”
In the car, the employees’ gazes would pass over them from time to time, and some would also ask their partners what they were having for lunch to ease the atmosphere.
But the private group chats were basically like they had exploded.
Huai Xing and Chu Wantang were as if they were unaware.
When they reached the underground parking lot, Chu Wantang took Huai Xing’s hand and held it.
She turned her head, her features gentle, and only then did she remember to “scold” her. “You promised to go home and take a nap, but you waited in the coffee shop all morning.” She asked, “Outwardly compliant but inwardly unsubmissive, Xingxing.”
Huai Xing met her gaze. “Why are you smiling when you say that, President Chu?” She dragged out her tone. “Oh, our President Chu was born with a smiling lip.”
Chu Wantang: “No.”
She was extremely helpless. “It’s that I’ll smile when I think of you, and I’ll smile when I see you.” She came to the car and opened the back seat door. “Can we hug for a while before we go to eat?”
Hugging in the “Lan Ling” parking lot was something they used to do often.
Huai Xing got in with ease. As soon as the car door closed, she did not wait for Chu Wantang to hold her, but hooked her arms around Chu Wantang’s neck, her body pressing closer, and closer.
An undisturbed, enclosed space, and dim light.
Chu Wantang’s swallowing sound was undisguised. Her hand was on Huai Xing’s slender waist, and she did not move.
Huai Xing’s lips were pressed together tightly. She turned her head a little to the side and placed it on Chu Wantang’s shoulder.
Her voice was extremely light as it sounded in Chu Wantang’s ear. “I miss you so much, Jiejie.”
Chu Wantang changed to wrapping her arms around her waist and replied, “I know.”
She added, “I miss you very much too.”
Their breathing seemed to be amplified, and the ends of their hair fell and brushed past each other’s collarbones, like a feather brushing over a calm lake.
For the next few minutes, they did not speak.
There were cars coming in and out of the underground parking lot, but the light did not shine on them.
At this moment, a very obvious clap of thunder could be heard.
The sound came without warning, and Chu Wantang’s body clearly stiffened for a moment, and she held the person even tighter.
Huai Xing subconsciously covered her ears. She had known the reason why she was afraid of thunder when she had been putting together the building blocks with her last night.
At this moment, Huai Xing released one hand and whispered in her ear, “I’ve read some science articles. There are several ways to relieve the fear of thunder. One of them is to divert your attention and use a ‘flow activity’ to occupy your brain’s resources.”
She asked in a low voice, “Chu Chu, shall we kiss?”
The next second, her lips were accurately sealed.
