Chapter 63: I Don’t Seem to Have Agreed to Be Your Bed Partner, Right?
The dinner party was held at a local restaurant in Haicheng. The restaurant had a superior geographical location, allowing diners to have a panoramic view of the famous scenery. The layout of the restaurant was grand and elegant, but the interior decoration was not like a place for eating, but more like an art gallery. On the walls hung genuine masterpieces that the owner had collected for many years.
The cooperation between the two sides had not yet begun, and this meal was just a casual chat.
Chu Wantang knew that Huai Xing did not want Lu Xianyue to know about their relationship, and she would not try to cross this line again. She also restrained her gaze and, on the surface, very formally called her “President Huai,” so that others would not suspect anything.
Halfway through the meal, Lu Xianyue suddenly asked Chu Wantang, “President Chu, which of these paintings on the wall do you like the most?”
Behind Chu Wantang was the splendid and bustling night view. Hearing this, she looked around and finally pointed to a spring scene. “This one.”
She smiled faintly, her gaze lingering on Huai Xing for half a second, and gave her reason, “I like spring.”
“What a coincidence. This painting was obtained by my sister when she came to Haicheng before, through her connections for the owner. It’s a genuine work of a famous Ming Dynasty painter,” Lu Xianyue said with a smile in her eyes. “So Xiao Xing and I are basking in my sister’s glory. We can book a table here without a reservation or queuing. Over time, we also love to entertain our partners here. I wonder if President Chu has found the food to your liking so far?”
“Jingcheng has been laughed at as a ‘food desert.’ How could it not be to my liking?” Chu Wantang answered with a smile. “The taste is very good.”
The subordinates on both sides also deeply agreed and echoed.
Lu Xianyue glanced at the relatively quiet Huai Xing. She had specially asked Wen Shiwei about Huai Xing and Chu Wantang’s past before, but Wen Shiwei had not revealed anything to her. Now, she could still feel the subtle atmosphere.
So she automatically took on the responsibility of chatting and said at this moment, “But, President Chu likes spring? Is there a reason?”
“Because green is the heart of spring. Shi Tiesheng said, ‘The whole spring, until summer, is a season where life force enjoys its own elegance.’ Lin Qingxuan also said, ‘Never lose the mood to sprout…'” Chu Wantang recited the words Huai Xing had once said verbatim, representing that she remembered them all. “So I really like green, and I also really like spring.”
As she answered, she couldn’t help but look at Huai Xing again, but Huai Xing’s expression did not change at all, and she ate silently.
She thought for a moment and asked, “What about Little President Huai? Which season do you like?”
Huai Xing looked at her, a smile on her face, and her answer was very different from before. “Summer.”
Chu Wantang’s grip on her chopsticks loosened, and her breathing also lightened.
“‘Why should we regret the passing of the fragrant flowers? The shade of the summer trees is just as pleasant,'” Huai Xing also answered politely. “Summer is brilliant and passionate. Most importantly, I have the most harvest in the summer.”
Chu Wantang stared at her face, really wanting to ask her what she had harvested, but she also knew that in such a situation, her answer would definitely be official. And she didn’t dare to ask in detail, for fear that the answer would be different from what she had thought.
Suppressing this thought, she went along with it and said, “Mm, now that President Huai has said so, I also like summer very much.”
Whatever you like, I like.
This was her subtext.
Huai Xing looked back at her and raised an eyebrow faintly.
At the side, Ding Rong suddenly pointed out the window. “Little President Huai, Little President Lu.” She said with great surprise, “There’s even a light show tonight.”
Most of the people in the restaurant looked over.
Chu Wantang glanced at it and then retracted her gaze. By the bright light in the space, she looked at Huai Xing again.
The thought of pretending not to know Huai Xing at the dinner table, but that they would meet again after the dinner party was over, made her eyes soften and her smile rich.
When Huai Xing and the others turned their faces back, her expression was restrained again, looking much more serious.
Even if it was a business dinner, the atmosphere could be very harmonious.
At nearly nine o’clock, the meal came to an end.
Huai Xing stood up, took the suit jacket that was draped over the back of her chair and hung it on her arm. The group of them then passed by the “gallery” and slowly walked out.
When they entered the elevator, Chu Wantang was standing in the back row, and Huai Xing was in front of her to the right.
From her angle, she could see Huai Xing’s full back of the head. She remembered the feeling of holding the back of Huai Xing’s head and deepening a kiss. Her gaze moved down to Huai Xing’s slender shoulder outline, which could be seen even through her hair. She had also held Huai Xing’s shoulder very tightly before.
The restaurant was on a high floor, and there were also people coming in and out in the middle.
This elevator ride to the bottom took nearly a minute.
Lu Xianyue lifted her foot, turned her head to look at Huai Xing at the side, and asked, “Is there still any yogurt in your refrigerator?”
“There is.”
“Then I’ll come and get a cup after we get back.”
Their voices were not loud, and it was only natural for them to fall into Chu Wantang’s ears. But when she thought of the obviously more dangerous Lu Zhenyue in Jingcheng, and then faced the intimacy between Lu Xianyue and Huai Xing, she felt that it was not so urgent.
Besides, Huai Xing was going with her in a while.
Just as she was thinking this, she heard Huai Xing’s voice, as she had expected, saying, “You can go back first, Xianyue.”
Lu Xianyue was stunned for a moment. “Hmm?”
“I still have something to take care of.”
Lu Xianyue’s peripheral vision caught the smile on Chu Wantang’s face at this moment, and she did not press the matter.
She nodded lightly. “Alright then.”
Passing through the magnificent lobby, Chu Wantang also said to her subordinates that she still had something to do and asked them to go back to the hotel first. Her subordinates did not press the matter, got into the business car that “Silk Season” had arranged for them, and drove away.
And Lu Xianyue pretended not to know about this and said to Huai Xing with a smile, “Then I’ll take a taxi back, Xiao Xing. You can drive back yourself later, but don’t drink.”
“You can drive back,” Huai Xing’s words sounded full of hints to Chu Wantang. “I’m not sure if I’ll be back tonight.”
Lu Xianyue was shocked to death, but on the surface, she was extremely calm and “oh”-ed. “Okay.”
…
Five minutes later, Huai Xing and Chu Wantang were sitting in the back seat of a taxi.
She looked at the night view flashing by outside the window, her heartbeat very calm, and her face also very calm, but the corners of her lips were slightly curled up.
Chu Wantang was sitting on the other side. She was propping her head on her hand and not looking at the scenery outside the window. Now, she only had eyes for Huai Xing.
Huai Xing’s suit jacket was still draped over her arm, and the light from outside was scattered on her profile.
In Chu Wantang’s view, the Huai Xing in front of her was like this light, both of which made her feel a little unreal.
But it was true that they were in the same space now. As long as Huai Xing allowed it, she could touch Huai Xing with a single reach, but she would not ask this now.
Tonight, she had plenty of patience.
The taxi driver drove to the destination in silence, not saying a word.
When the journey was almost halfway, Huai Xing slowly turned her head and met Chu Wantang’s gaze. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she had just remembered, and she asked, “Is your foot injury completely healed?”
“Mm,” Chu Wantang nodded and then added, “It doesn’t affect anything.”
Huai Xing’s reply came lightly. “That’s good.”
Hearing these three very suggestive words, Chu Wantang’s thin lips pressed together a little tighter.
Time slipped by on her tense nerves. She seemed to have lost her perception of the outside world. When the taxi stopped on the side of the road, it was Huai Xing who had called her, and only then did she react.
After paying the bill, the two of them got out of the car and walked into the hotel.
Chu Wantang’s subordinates had come back before them, so they would not run into them at this time.
The elevator went up, and Huai Xing looked at the numbers.
With a “ding,” the elevator doors opened to the sides, and she heard Chu Wantang say, “It takes twenty-five seconds, Huai Xing.”
Huai Xing’s head was slightly tilted. She looked at her serious expression and just “mm”-ed as a response.
There was a short distance from the elevator to the room door. Chu Wantang’s steps were steady and she did not speed up. But when she was at the door swiping her room card, she heard a slight sound, and her already racing heart reached its peak at this moment.
Insert the card, change shoes.
This was a king-size bed room. Haicheng was not short of high-end hotels, and the decoration of this hotel was very modern, simple, and gentle. From the floor-to-ceiling window, you could see the famous landmark of Haicheng.
But at this moment, no matter how splendid the scenery outside was, Chu Wantang felt that it was no match for the room she was in.
Because Huai Xing was here.
Huai Xing sat down on the sofa, her jacket placed to the side.
She crossed her legs, lifted her chin slightly, and said to Chu Wantang, who was flipping through her luggage, very directly, “You go take a shower first.”
Chu Wantang took out the unworn underwear packaging she had and placed it next to her, saying seriously, “You probably didn’t bring any.”
“Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.”
With that, Chu Wantang took the nightgown she had specially designed and went into the bathroom, but she deliberately did not close the bathroom door tightly.
A moment later, the sound of water gradually rose, slowly leaking out through the crack in the door.
Huai Xing lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the underwear packaging beside her.
She twitched her lips lightly and did not look anymore. She unlocked her phone and replied to Wen Shiwei’s message.
Sister Shiwei: [Xingxing.]
Sister Shiwei: [Xiao Xian told me that you and Chu Wantang still have something to take care of.]
Her words were full of concern for her. Huai Xing’s lips curled up in a smile as she replied: [Don’t worry, Sister Shiwei.]
She still said the same thing: [I’ll handle everything.]
Sister Shiwei: [Okay.]
The chat ended there. Huai Xing stood up and came to the floor-to-ceiling window with her arms crossed. She looked at the landmark in the distance, and the thick night cast a shadow on her face.
It wasn’t long before the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
Huai Xing saw Chu Wantang’s figure in the windowpane, a figure that was getting closer and closer to her.
She didn’t turn around, but she could tell from the silhouette what Chu Wantang was wearing—a sensual outfit.
Chu Wantang had always designed high-end womenswear for going out. This was the first time she had designed such an erotic piece. This nightgown, designed in these eight days, was like a second skin tailored for desire.
The semi-transparent fabric was hazy on the surface of the skin, vaguely outlining the curves of the body. The shoulder straps were as thin as spider silk, hanging lazily and diagonally on her shoulders, as if they were about to fall, which made her already beautiful shoulder and neck lines even more graceful and slender. And the deep V-neckline below her collarbone was very suggestive.
Even the hem of the dress was not regular. The cut was very wanton and flamboyant, and the narrowest part barely covered her hipline. Her legs were like carefully carved jade, swaying gracefully as she walked, her skin like begonia petals blown by the wind under the moonlight.
Not only that, but a satin ribbon was tied around her slender waist, loosely tied in a bow.
It could be untied with a single pull, like a silent invitation.
Chu Wantang’s figure was already superb, and now that she was dressed like this, it was even more vividly displayed.
She came to Huai Xing’s side, and the fragrance on her body rushed towards Huai Xing.
Huai Xing did not turn her head to look at her, and she was not in a hurry either, just following Huai Xing’s gaze and looking out.
But in just a few breaths, Huai Xing’s head still turned to the side.
Chu Wantang did not pretend to be reserved. She quickly gave her own response and also looked back.
She looked a little embarrassed and said, “This is the first time I’ve designed such… clothing. Could I trouble Little President Huai to see if there’s anything that needs to be improved?”
As she spoke, she turned around, showing her back to Huai Xing. The back was a large area of hollowed-out design, and the curve extended down from her shoulder blades. Her back skin was smooth and delicate, without a single flaw. She had just taken a shower, and it was still a little pink.
“There’s nothing that needs to be improved,” Huai Xing said, her voice without any fluctuation.
Hearing her calm voice, Chu Wantang turned her head and looked at Huai Xing’s reflection in the window.
After thinking for a moment, she made an invitation. “Do you want to try?”
“Hmm?”
“Pull this ribbon.”
Huai Xing agreed. “I can.”
She took a step forward, reached out her arms from behind, almost half-circling Chu Wantang, and then pulled the ribbon—
The shoulder strap on Chu Wantang’s right side slid down, revealing more alluring skin.
Her throat rolled, and she sought Huai Xing’s breath.
Huai Xing did not let her have her way and moved to the side. In her puzzled eyes, her voice was cold as she called her, “Chu Wantang.”
Huai Xing’s brows lifted slightly, and she said, “I’m not a lesbian.” She chuckled softly, the mockery in her eyes revealed. “I don’t seem to have agreed to be your bed partner, right? Even if I were, why would I have to choose you?”
