“Even if I sleep with you, that would still be doing you a favor.” Jiang Chenyu finished speaking and turned to leave at a brisk pace.
Shi Nianhuan’s head throbbed from the sound of the door slamming shut.
She gripped the bedsheet beneath her tightly with both hands as tears silently slid down her cheeks, one stream after another.
She knew everything Jiang Chenyu had said was true, but she still couldn’t help crying. That had been her first kiss.
The first kiss she had kept for twenty years had actually been stolen by that bastard.
Meanwhile, Jiang Chenyu returned to his room. Carrying a change of clothes, he walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes, and opened the faucet. Icy-cold water fell onto his body, sending layers of splashing droplets into the air.
This was the first time he had ever brought a Woman home.
It had all started with a word from Lin Xiangyang.
Lin Xiangyang had teased him, saying that he couldn’t possibly be gay, could he?
Jiang Chenyu had never considered this issue before, but he suddenly began confronting his own sexual orientation. In the more than twenty years of his life, he had never officially dated a Woman, much less had a relationship with one.
He had brought one home from the party simply because he wanted to test whether he was interested in Women.
In fact, he disdained that Woman. He had germophobia and was unwilling to let the scent on her body ruin his room, so he took her to Shi Nianhuan’s room instead.
Shi Nianhuan hardly came home once every few weeks. He had never expected her to return today and catch him in the act.
He must have been too angry just now, which was why he had done something so contrary to his true feelings to Shi Nianhuan.
Still, it had proved one matter: he was not gay. He did feel an impulse toward Women. At the very least, he felt one toward Shi Nianhuan...
Jiang Chenyu took a cold water shower for twenty minutes, hoping he could calm down.
The next day was Saturday. Shi Nianhuan did not have to go to school, so she did not get up very early.
When she went downstairs, Aunt Zhou had already arrived and prepared breakfast. As luck would have it, Jiang Chenyu was sitting downstairs at that moment, leisurely eating breakfast.
The moment Shi Nianhuan saw Jiang Chenyu, her legs turned somewhat weak.
Thinking of what had happened the previous night, she felt somewhat terrified.
“Miss Shi.” Aunt Zhou greeted Shi Nianhuan when she saw her.
Shi Nianhuan nodded slightly in response. She had just wanted to turn around and run away while Jiang Chenyu was not paying attention to her.
Now, this method probably wouldn’t work anymore...
Shi Nianhuan’s legs felt as if they had been filled with lead, and she walked unusually slowly, one step at a time.
She deliberately chose the seat farthest from Jiang Chenyu and sat down.
She ate her breakfast cautiously. Fortunately, Jiang Chenyu was reading the newspaper and seemed not to have looked at her even once from beginning to end.
“Miss Shi, are you still going to school later? Young Master Lin is coming over for lunch, so I need to know how many people I should prepare food for.”
The words Shi Nianhuan had prepared caught in her throat. Looking at Aunt Zhou, she forcibly swallowed her original answer, then slowly raised the corners of her lips and said, word by word, “I’m not going back to school. I’ll stay at home for another night.”
“All right.”
Shi Nianhuan felt that she had managed her facial expression perfectly and that there was nothing improper about it.
But Jiang Zhenyu suddenly turned his head toward her, and his gaze made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Shi Nianhuan hurriedly lowered her head. If it weren’t for... she would never want to have even the slightest contact with this man again.
Shi Nianhuan shut herself in her room for the entire morning. Lying on the bed, she seriously held a mystery novel in her hands.
She pricked up her ear. Even the slightest disturbance downstairs could be heard clearly.
Because Jiang Chenyu liked quiet, there were not many servants in the house. Only Aunt Zhou was responsible for cleaning and cooking every day.
Lin Xiangyang was one of the few friends Jiang Chenyu had a relatively close relationship with. They had grown up together.
By that calculation, Shi Nianhuan and Lin Xiangyang could barely be considered childhood sweethearts.
At this thought, Shi Nianhuan couldn’t help smiling, the corners of her lips splitting into a grin.
“Young Master Lin has arrived.”
After hearing these words, Shi Nianhuan became completely invigorated.
She looked herself over in the mirror again and again. Her palm-sized face looked adorable from every angle, while her two braided pigtails made her look even more delicate and charming.
Shi Nianhuan seized the opportunity, held her breath, and opened the door, preparing to go downstairs.
The moment she opened the door, she froze.
She met Jiang Chenyu’s eyes, and an awkward air filled the space between them.
Jiang Chenyu had just come out of his room. He merely glanced indifferently at Shi Nianhuan before looking away and going downstairs on his own, as if nothing had happened.
Shi Nianhuan lowered her head, composed herself, and followed him downstairs.
Lin Xiangyang and Jiang Chenyu were sitting on the sofa, chatting.
From Shi Nianhuan’s angle, she could see half of Lin Xiangyang’s profile: his tall, straight nose, elegant contours, swordlike brows, and starry eyes, with features as beautiful as a painting.
Shi Nianhuan nearly lost herself in the sight.
Lin Xiangyang turned his head and saw her. He smiled as brilliantly as the sun, warming Shi Nianhuan’s heart.
“Nianhuan, you’re home? Long time no see.” He greeted Shi Nianhuan familiarly.
Shi Nianhuan walked over with a smile and sat unobtrusively on Lin Xiangyang’s other side. “Senior male student Xiangyang, your memory isn’t very good. We clearly saw each other at the laboratory just last week.”
“Oh, oh, oh, I forgot, I forgot.” Lin Xiangyang nodded and laughed heartily.
Shi Nianhuan was in her second year of university at Ke Da in the Capital, while Lin Xiangyang was also at Ke Da, only he was a second-year graduate student.
Shi Nianhuan felt a small stir of happiness in her heart, delighted by the words shared only between her and Lin Xiangyang.
“Aunt Zhou, could you make me a fresh glass of lemon water?” Shi Nianhuan’s voice was clear, like willow branches in spring, making people want to draw near.
“All right, Miss Shi.”
Shi Nianhuan had no particular hobbies; she simply loved drinking lemon water. There were always plenty of lemons prepared at home. It was no secret, and both Jiang Chenyu and Lin Xiangyang knew it.
Well, Jiang Chenyu might not know. He had never paid much attention to her matters.
“Senior Xiangyang, there’s one part of the homework teacher Lin assigned last week that I don’t quite understand. Could I come find you when I return to school?” Shi Nianhuan asked tentatively.
She had hidden her little feelings deep in her heart for so many years. Every time she unconsciously drew closer to him, she never knew it.
“Sure.” Lin Xiangyang agreed cheerfully. He turned to Jiang Chenyu, who was playing with his mobile phone, and said, “Our Meimei is one of the very best students at school. That’s all thanks to my excellent tutoring. Don’t you think you should find an opportunity to thank me properly?”
He had called her Meimei.
Shi Nianhuan really wanted to say that she could find an opportunity to thank him properly...
Jiang Chenyu cast an impatient glance at Lin Xiangyang. “Aren’t you just trying to extort something from me? Go on, tell me how you want me to thank you.”
“Hahaha, you know me.”
The smile at the corners of Shi Nianhuan’s lips slowly faded. Propping her chin on her hand, she watched Lin Xiangyang and Jiang Chenyu chatting and laughing together with some envy.
It seemed that she and Lin Xiangyang didn’t get along particularly well.