System: The poor little white flower thinks his boyfriend is away for two days on a project, when in reality he is using it as an excuse to tryst with Lin Miao. He still has no idea that his boyfriend has cheated, and tonight they are going all the way to third base.
Shen Qiu said speechlessly, I wouldn’t have expected a rookie system like you to know so much.
The system retorted, Who, me?
I am simply so innocent…
On the night Gao Jiade used a gathering as an excuse at a high-end French restaurant, Gao Jiade confessed his love to Lin Miao and took out a long-prepared diamond ring. This ring nearly hollowed out half of the savings belonging to both him and Meng Xinghui.
Kneeling on one knee, he made a solemn promise to Lin Miao, ‘Lin Miao, I like you. Will you be my girlfriend? Let’s date with the goal of marriage and stay together forever. I will work hard to earn money and support you for the rest of my life, until I die.’
Just as Gao Jiade expected, Lin Miao agreed.
Shen Qiu felt sick to his stomach: Stop reciting, System. It makes me want to puke.
System: Me too, so Host, hurry up and finish the mission! Meng Xinghui is right here. Hug him and tell him: ‘Meng Xinghui, I like you. Would you mind dating? The guy-on-guy kind of relationship.’
Another victim poisoned by bad novels. Can I change to a new system?!
Shen Qiu picked up the white cat from the chair, stroked its clipped ear, tore open a cat strip, and let the cat lick it.
Xiaobai, a warm, gentle voice called the cat’s name.
The white cat, having just opened up its appetite for snacks, let go of its mouth, jumped down from Shen Qiu’s embrace, and headed straight toward Meng Xinghui, its little whiskers trembling.
Meng Xinghui, having won a round back, smiled from ear to ear and deliberately walked close to show off in front of someone.
It looks like your cat strip isn’t that great after all?
Shen Qiu raised an eyebrow. Indeed, though not as miserable as someone else. His gaze looked Meng Xinghui up and down, carrying disdain and mockery. You really are pathetic.
The scrutinizing gaze made Meng Xinghui extremely uncomfortable. Gritting his teeth, he glared over, Stop looking around like that.
Shen Qiu asked the system in his heart, Are you sure he’s a little white flower? Why is he so fierce?
System: It’s because you have a sharp tongue. Can you even speak properly?
Don’t be so smug; you’ll be the one crying tonight. Shen Qiu threw out the warning in advance.
In a private room at the Xiren Hotel, a group of volunteers did not dare look toward that side. Today, not only did they get to see the president of the Shen Group, but they also got to eat a meal paid for by the president.
The head of the stray cat rescue center felt rather embarrassed. Mr. Shen had always funded the rescue center, buying cat food and providing medical funds, and usually packed up the leftover food to bring over. Mr. Shen, this is already enough. We won’t be able to finish even if you order more.
It’s fine. Everyone works very hard as volunteers, so it’s okay to eat well. If there’s any left, we can pack it up later to feed the fur kids. Shen Qiu pointed to the dishes on the menu, ordering everything that walked on land and swam in water, including some spicy dishes such as spicy chicken, boiled beef, seafood Mao Xuewang, pickled pepper bullfrogs, and so on.
With every spicy dish named, Meng Xinghui swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes staring straight at the photos on the menu.
Meng Xinghui loved eating spicy food. When he was young, he would eat a little bit here and a little bit there; it was plain and tasteless. He grew to love strongly flavored food, especially with added chili peppers. The stimulating taste bursting in his mouth between his lips and teeth was amazing. However, after accompanying Gao Jiade to Kyoto, they lived and ate together.
Gao Jiade liked light food. Whenever Meng Xinghui previously tried to add a little chili, Gao Jiade would taste it out, and that dish would go untouched. Although Gao Jiade wouldn’t say anything, Meng Xinghui knew, and gradually the dishes he cooked leaned toward Gao Jiade’s tastes and preferences.
Tonight, this Six Hundred Bucks guy was a good person. A free dinner was simply fantastic!
Closing the menu, Shen Qiu said, That’s all. He watched Meng Xinghui’s unrestrained gaze from the side, trying hard to control himself from making a loud sound as a faint smile flashed deep within his eyes.
The waiter smiled and took the menu, repeating the dishes President Shen ordered to the hotel manager one by one.
The hotel manager firmly believed that one must guard against others, and since the two families were competitors, why would someone inexplicably not eat at their own hotel and run over to this side instead? Did he have money with no place to spend it? There had to be a problem. Did Shen Qiu not say anything else?
No, Manager! If you don’t have anything else, I’m going to tell the kitchen the menu. The waiter felt the manager was overthinking. Who would bother to come and disgust a competitor on purpose? It was low-class, low-awareness, and cheapens oneself. He hurried off to tell the head chef about the menu.
Chopsticks moved like lightning; wherever they went was Meng Xinghui’s battlefield. Meng Xinghui ate meat in large mouthfuls, never raising his head once, his hair swaying back and forth.
Two pairs of chopsticks simultaneously clamped onto the last chicken leg in the ceramic white bowl. This Six Hundred Bucks guy loosened his chopsticks.
His eyes signaled for him to eat it.
Meng Xinghui couldn’t believe it; this guy was a good person to the end. But he would eat first and think later.
Shen Qiu was already full. He had just been teasing Meng Xinghui. Eat up. Watch the show later; crying will give you more strength so you won’t fall over the moment your scumbag boyfriend pushes you.
The original novel mentioned that Meng Xinghui only found out his boyfriend cheated one month after Lin Miao became pregnant. Meng Xinghui felt the entire sky was collapsing. Day and night, he squatted outside to question Gao Jiade about the reason for his infidelity. Gao Jiade loathed Meng Xinghui’s pestering and bluntly stated that he had always just been using him. Meng Xinghui refused to believe it. During their argument, Meng Xinghui fell heavily to the ground, losing consciousness with a blurry mind, a pool of blood spreading from his head.
Gao Jiade was terrified. Fearing a homicide charge, he hurriedly dialed 120 for an ambulance.
Shen Qiu didn’t understand love, but years of business experience told him that a long pain is worse than a short one. He would find out sooner or later anyway.
After finishing a movie outside, Gao Jiade wrapped his arm around Lin Miao’s slender waist and entered the Xiren Hotel, registering their information at the front desk to check in.
The front desk staff checked the ID card and discovered that the young woman among them was a Gold VIP customer in the system: Respected customer, if you need anything, please call the room’s customer service number. We are online 24 hours a day to serve you at any time.
Inside the elevator, the two kissed passionately, unable to control themselves. Perhaps because they had been drinking, Gao Jiade’s desires intensified, his caresses growing increasingly uninhibited as his fingers slipped inside her dress to touch her.
I didn’t take my jacket. Meng Xinghui, go get it for me, Shen Qiu instructed, his fingers already holding a silver-gray gradient room card. His eyes were unfathomable, masking the emotions beneath a quiet lake surface.
His next sentence kept Meng Xinghui hooked: Once you get it, we’re going back.
Meng Xinghui didn’t have time to ponder how this Six Hundred Bucks guy knew his name; he just wanted to go back, sleep, and rest to recover his energy. He still had to work tomorrow, having swapped shifts with a close colleague to cover for them for two days.
Those two days of covering shifts would net him five hundred bucks.
The top floor of the hotel consisted of presidential suites. Meng Xinghui’s eyes shone with envious brilliance. The floor was covered with imported Italian cashmere carpets, and the corridor walls featured hand-carved reliefs.
A guy pays six hundred bucks for a meal and still books a room, and a presidential suite at that! Truly extravagant. If I ever become rich one day, I’ll book a presidential suite too and sleep in it for a whole month.
Ahead, a man and a woman embracing each other walked past. Their behavior was far too intimate, and that man’s hand was even slipping inside the other person’s clothes. This, this- he raised his hand to block his eyes, yet still held a sliver of desire to peek. Feeling shy, his heart beat rapidly as he stole a glance through the gaps in his fingers, carefully observing.
So kissing can be done like this, sticking the tongue in? Gao Jiade usually only kisses my eyes gently; he never acts so aggressively. His face flushed a deep crimson.
The collar of the man’s white shirt was covered in a woman’s blazing red lipstick. The woman raised her head, her neck as elegant as a soaring white swan, fair and delicate. The man nibbled lightly along her neck, his sharp teeth biting his prey.
Splat, splat.
Saliva intertwined.
That face,
It was so familiar that even if he closed his eyes, he could trace it out by touch.
Meng Xinghui’s mind went completely blank. His lips trembled involuntarily, and the teardrops in his eyes rushed out first, one drop after another.
His heartbeat plunged into an icy lake, cold and suffocating.
Gao Jiade, you lied to me.
You cheated on me!
Hearing his own name, Gao Jiade felt the displeasure of being interrupted permeate his body and soul. Suppressing his unhappiness, he looked over.
Meng Xinghui looked at them with a pale face, his eyes full of disbelief and breakdown. The hand holding onto Lin Miao unconsciously loosened. Xinghui, I- His thin lips pressed against the bright red lipstick on them.
Lin Miao emerged from the throes of passion and looked at Gao Jiade, asking, What is going on here? Then she looked contemptuously toward the person standing before them who only knew how to cry, sharp and piercing like a sword thrusting at her boyfriend: Explain, Gao Jiade, I want an explanation.
As the proud daughter of heaven that she was, Lin Miao would not allow anyone to deceive her. Her fingertips dug deep into the muscles of Gao Jiade’s arm.
Amidst curling smoke with nicotine lingering on the tip of his tongue, Shen Qiu leaned against the wall, watching this good show with keen interest. If Uncle Lin knew about the stupid things his good daughter has been up to, his expression would definitely be wonderful.
Tricking people into taking drugs, hiring someone to commit murder.
System: I wonder how Xinghui will take this?
From afar, Shen Qiu heard Meng Xinghui sobbing. His frame was like a bamboo stalk about to snap, as if it would break at any second, yet he was still demanding reasons.
Idiot, why look for a reason when a man cheats? You guys can’t go back, no matter how hard you try!