Cohabitation With The Maniacally Gorgeous CEO - Chapter 10
Chapter 10
The near-car accident was, to put it lightly, avoiding an injury; to put it seriously, it was a trip to the gates of hell.
Yet, An Yiqing was neither flustered nor angry about that encounter.
She didn’t even ask for the full story.
Calmly walking into the kitchen, An Yiqing’s expression was composed. She washed a few vegetables, turned on the stove, and began to boil soup.
Her hair was tied back again into a bun.
The cinnabar mole on her earlobe shone brightly.
Just like the person she was.
Leaning against the door, Xu Lingyin silently watched her add ingredients.
An Yiqing advised her to wait outside.
She didn’t mind these things, she didn’t want to leave, and her gaze followed the moving figure.
In the middle of the night, An Yiqing didn’t try anything fancy. Using the available ingredients, she made the simplest ‘Three Delicacies’ soup (Sanxian Tang).
The soup was very easy to make and was ready quickly.
Xu Lingyin followed her out of the kitchen, sat at the dining table, and took the bowl of soup An Yiqing had scooped for her.
The two sat facing each other.
This was the second time they had eaten at the same table. Last time, Yu Sirou was present and would actively start conversations, making the meal relatively relaxed.
Today, with only the two of them remaining, neither spoke.
The room was very quiet, with only the sound of An Yiqing drinking her soup.
She didn’t know what to say actively. Did she treat students this way at school too?
Xu Lingyin held the spoon, quietly complaining internally, not having taken a single sip of the soup in her bowl.
As if hearing her thoughts, An Yiqing looked up: “Does it not suit your taste?”
It was Sanxian Tang; what was there to suit or not suit?
Xu Lingyin lifted her eyelids, put down the spoon, and rested her chin on her hands: “It’s hot.”
An Yiqing replied with an “Oh,” and lowered her head to continue drinking her soup.
She was also afraid of heat. She scooped a spoonful, blew on it for half a minute, and then put it in her mouth.
She was unhurried and didn’t find it troublesome at all.
Seeing her drink with such relish, as if it were some kind of worldly delicacy, Xu Lingyin also picked up her spoon, scooped a spoonful, and blew on it.
When the temperature was about right, she put it in her mouth.
A pungent, spicy taste spread through her mouth.
Her pale face instantly flushed red.
She dropped the spoon, hurriedly covered her mouth, and drank a cup of water.
Her mouth felt less uncomfortable. Her eyes narrowed, and she stared sharply at An Yiqing: “Who told you to add ginger?”
“I heard that ginger soup can ward off cold and is suitable after getting caught in the rain,” An Yiqing said calmly. “If you don’t drink it, you might catch a cold.”
Suddenly, Xu Lingyin recalled her earlier comment, “The hospital doesn’t smell good.”
She was right; Xu Lingyin hated the smell of hospitals.
The smell of medicine was also unpleasant.
Compared to that, ginger soup was not so difficult to accept.
Xu Lingyin returned to her seat, endured the intense flavor, and continued to drink the soup.
The soup in the bowl gradually decreased.
Whether it was because the soup was too hot or the heating was too warm, Xu Lingyin felt a little feverish.
The warmth spread throughout her body, and she felt as light as a heavy truck that had just unloaded its cargo.
Her mind was clear.
Xu Lingyin took a sip of the soup, savoring it slowly.
The warmth expanded inch by inch, spreading through her limbs and bones, and finally converging on her heart.
It was too warm.
Looking up at the person opposite her, Xu Lingyin was deeply moved.
In recent years, she had been caught in this kind of rain several times a year.
Afterwards, she would get a fever and lie in the hospital, carrying the heavy burden alone, or enduring the pain by taking medicine…
No time was like today, when someone worried about her getting sick and prepared a bowl of ginger soup.
The heavy rain outside the window passed through the sea of her heart, stirring up huge waves, but what it brought was a pleasant surprise.
A voice appeared in Xu Lingyin’s mind, shouting frantically at this moment.
“Just like this, let her stay here forever. Offer her delicious food, bring ginger soup after the heavy rain, and appear in time when danger strikes…”
If An Yiqing were to leave, she…
Xu Lingyin was always like this, heedless once she got fired up.
The unspoken thoughts numbered in the hundreds and thousands.
She accidentally glimpsed the face opposite her, which was ethereal and pure.
The image in her mind instantly froze; An Yiqing’s departure would be resolute.
Xu Lingyin’s eyes were filled with the rain of the night, dark and surging.
The urge to speak those words grew stronger.
Without thinking, a few sentences rushed up from her heart, to the tip of her tongue, about to be uttered.
Suddenly, a fair hand dropped the spoon. Xu Lingyin held the bowl with both hands, tilted her head back, and poured half a bowl of soup into her mouth.
Blocking those words.
Her throat felt a little burnt, which perfectly offset the desire to speak.
She put down the bowl and pushed it in front of An Yiqing: “Half a bowl more.”
The three-delicacies ginger soup deserved a lot of credit. When An Yiqing woke up the next day, she felt fine and refreshed.
Saturday was An Yiqing’s day for dance practice.
She was currently practicing a dance, set to a song with a strong spring feel.
The movements she choreographed were relatively lively and required a specific setting.
The rain had stopped today, but there was no wind, and everywhere was damp.
It wasn’t suitable for her dance steps.
She took her camera and went to the gym on the first floor.
It was very large, filled with fitness equipment, and also had a large empty space reserved.
This spot was right by the window, reflecting the azure Zizai Lake.
Weeping willows on the lake shore had sprouted new buds, and the magnolia trees were pristine white, full of vitality.
The overall color scheme was very consistent with the song.
Once she practiced well, she could film the video right here.
Setting up the camera, An Yiqing changed into her dance attire and started dancing.
This was her third run-through, and she had memorized the movements well.
Her gaze was fixed on the mirror, observing where the movements were not harmonious and needed modification.
When she was busy, she was very focused.
Only after finishing one run-through did she see Xu Lingyin in the mirror.
This person wasn’t working today, but was still wearing formal clothes.
The skirt had been replaced by trousers, accentuating her straight, long legs.
Xu Lingyin was playing a game when An Yiqing came down.
Now she had surprisingly come to the gym.
Looking at her outfit, she couldn’t possibly be here to work out.
Seeing that the other woman was staring at her, An Yiqing took the initiative to speak: “Ms. Xu, is something wrong?”
The person leaning on the treadmill continued to space out, not responding for a long time.
Could it be that the ginger soup didn’t work and she was still sick?
An Yiqing stepped over to check her complexion.
When she reached her, An Yiqing was hesitating whether to touch her forehead to check her temperature when she heard Xu Lingyin say: “This is my house. Do I have to have something wrong to come here?”
After saying this, Xu Lingyin glanced at her and turned to leave.
“Didn’t find anyone, not playing anymore.” Xu Lingyin’s tone was rather annoyed.
“Why don’t you try matching with randoms?”
…
The sound gradually faded away. An Yiqing pondered: Xu Lingyin was playing a team game, three missing one, and wanted to invite me?
She actually had Qingdu Yao on her phone.
Ye Qian’ge loved playing games, belonging to the type who was bad but loved to play.
Playing with friends was fine, but random matchmaking was just asking for trouble.
Ye Qian’ge couldn’t stand the frustration. Every time she did a random match, she dragged An Yiqing to support her.
Gaming was somewhat dependent on talent. An Yiqing didn’t play much, only using one character—the Little Fish Fairy given upon account creation.
Water element spells, high damage, low defense. If played poorly, she was a glass cannon; if played well, she was a bomb.
An Yiqing was above average, more than enough to protect Ye Qian’ge.
Playing with Xu Lingyin was definitely possible, but she had to finish her training tasks for the day first.
She took out her phone and sent a message to Xu Lingyin.
Ms. Xu, I’ll be done with the gym at 10:30
After a while, Xu Lingyin didn’t reply.
An Yiqing put down her phone, watched the video to review, and plunged back into training.
The training ended at the agreed-upon time.
An Yiqing returned to the second floor.
No one was in the living room. Xu Lingyin had gone somewhere and hadn’t replied to the message.
Returning to her room to take a shower, An Yiqing walked out, untying her hair while picking up her phone.
As soon as she came out of the bathroom, she had two missed calls.
She clicked “answer,” leisurely waiting for the other party to speak.
“Hello, Ms. An, are you done being busy? I need your help, please come immediately to Zeyang Garden, Huanhunand Road, Chengdong.”
Yu Sirou always spoke calmly, but she was in such a hurry today, so she must have encountered something urgent.
An Yiqing immediately returned to her room, put on a jacket, grabbed her keys, and drove towards the destination.
Even An Yiqing, who rarely paid attention to the outside world, knew about the existence of Zeyang Garden.
The true wealthy elite of Ningcheng’s upper circle.
She didn’t know if Yu Sirou was a member of the elite or if she had provoked a major figure.
This kind of association was not pleasant. An Yiqing shook off the thoughts, sped up, and rushed towards Zeyang Garden.
The further she drove towards Chengdong, the more upscale the facilities became.
When she reached Huanhunand Road, it was completely blocked. A security guard came over, asked for her name, and then let her through.
Zeyang Lake was five or six times bigger than Zizai Lake, and the lakeside road was unimpeded. An Yiqing drove fast, but it still took more than ten minutes to arrive.
The greenery here was excellent, with willows surrounding the embankment, and leisure chairs placed under an ancient, massive tree.
The trunk was very thick, with a diameter of about one or two meters.
Yu Sirou stood under the tree, waving at her.
Finding a place to park, An Yiqing quickly ran to her side and asked about the situation.
A muffled sound came from behind.
“Who’s behind there?” An Yiqing stood alertly.
Yu Sirou rubbed her forehead and invited her to go and see.
The truth of the so-called favor was hidden behind the big tree.
An Yiqing raised her eyelids and followed her.
The lake wind blew, and the leaves of the ancient tree rustled, vaguely mixed with a person’s muffled groan.
It was definitely not the sound of a fight.
Rounding the tree, a net bag came into view mid-air.
There was a person inside the net bag, curled into a ball. An Yiqing couldn’t see who it was clearly.
The muffled groan just now came from her.
The net bag was hanging from the big tree.
The rope was about the thickness of a thumb and very smooth.
An Yiqing was about to walk over when the net bag suddenly dropped, and a frightened, muffled cry lingered in her ears.
She instinctively took a step back.
The person caught in the net swung back and forth in front of her, her cry sounding somewhat despairing.
An Yiqing turned to look at Yu Sirou.
The person next to her had long since averted her gaze, covering her eyes.
“I heard she troubled you last night, which is why she ended up like this. It’s been about two hours, please try to persuade Ah Yin to stop this.” Yu Sirou sounded quite helpless.
An Yiqing finally realized that this person was Hu Bingjie.
Her gaze swept to the net bag, and An Yiqing saw Hu Bingjie’s pleading eyes.
Her mouth was sealed, so she couldn’t speak, making her eyes look particularly pitiful.
It was hard to imagine that the person who had driven recklessly and aggressively last night was her.
An Yiqing reached out and touched the net bag.
Hu Bingjie struggled frantically, as if she had been rescued, her eyes full of hope.
Yu Sirou finally lowered her hands and sighed in relief: “Hu Bingjie is always like this, without any sense of proportion, and she deserves to be punished. It’s just that Ah Yin’s temper, once she starts punishing, she can’t stop. I heard you’re strong, can you untie her?”
“She seems quite suited for this, so she won’t go out and harm people.”
An Yiqing left this sentence, followed the other end of the rope, and went to find Xu Lingyin.