Goddess, Are You Blind? (GL) - Chapter 20

In the days that followed, it kept raining in the city.

It was midsummer, and the rain came and went suddenly. But it always poured down too quickly, leaving the whole room hot and stuffy.

Xue Funian didn’t mind much. Her eyes were bad, but her mood was unusually calm.

Ever since Zhang Shuai left that day, Ji Yun had been restless. Strangely enough, Xue Funian herself wasn’t—though Ji Yun had made it clear before that what she held in her hands was too eye-catching, and it was only natural that many people would want to set their sights on her.

But while she didn’t take it to heart, Ji Yun was extremely irritable. That left Xue Funian at a loss. She couldn’t tell whether she should feel pleased or somewhat uncertain.

Another thing struck her as odd: when Ji Yun faced Cheng Jirui, she always carried herself with cool composure, aloof to the bone. Yet, when it came to Yue Feng, there was a definite difference.

Listening to Ji Yun pacing the room, stopping and starting, then sitting by her side with her laptop, receiving information from Zhang Shuai, sometimes muttering a few words—strangely enough, it all gave Xue Funian a sense of peace.

By the second week, when the weather cleared, Ji Yun got up early. She tiptoed into the kitchen, prepared breakfast for the dog, then began cooking a pot of eight-treasure porridge for Xue Funian.

The longer they lived together, the more Ji Yun learned about Xue Funian’s little tastes. She liked things a little sweet, and she liked them soft and sticky.

When breakfast was ready, Ji Yun carefully went to wake her.

Xue Funian opened her eyes and smiled at her, a smile that made Ji Yun’s heart tremble. “I’ll ask the hospital again later, see if we can get a corneal transplant sooner.”

Still groggy, Funian didn’t quite follow—first thing in the morning, and Ji Yun was already talking about her eyes. She only smiled again, letting Ji Yun lead her out of bed. Once dressed and washed, she sat with her at the table.

“When you see Yue Feng later, um… don’t talk to him,” Ji Yun said, placing a bowl of porridge in front of her. After a pause, she corrected herself. “Actually, better not come up to the office at all. Just wait for me in the café downstairs—don’t run into him.”

Funian couldn’t help smiling, raising her head slightly as she nodded, and then finished the porridge Ji Yun had made with a smile still lingering on her lips.

Once everything was packed, Ji Yun looked her over, hesitating. “Forget the makeup. You’re already pretty. If you get even prettier, who knows how many people will be throwing themselves at you.”

Funian burst out laughing.

Ji Yun really didn’t bring her upstairs to the office. Instead, she settled her in the café with the dog for company.

When they entered, the dog led the way proudly, tail high. Only after Ji Yun found a window seat for Funian did it quietly curl up at her feet.

The dog was beautiful, and so was Funian. Together, they caught everyone’s eye the moment they stepped in.

Some whispered how pretty she was, a pity about her blindness. Others were captivated by the dog’s cuteness.

Ji Yun patted the dog’s head, leaned down and whispered, “I’ll be right back. You’ll wait here for me?”

“Mhm. Don’t worry, sister,” Funian replied with a raised chin and a smile.

After leaving a few instructions with the waiter, Ji Yun finally walked away toward the office.

With her hair tied neatly back, brows drawn delicate, and outfit elegant and professional, this Ji Yun looked nothing like the playful rascal she was at home.

Funian couldn’t see her, but she could hear the crisp rhythm of her high heels, each step echoing in her chest.

She sat quietly, sipping the coffee the waiter carefully set before her. The girl couldn’t help sneaking a delighted glance at the dog before walking off.

The dog rested its head on her foot, rubbing against her like a spoiled child.

Until someone sat down across from her. The dog immediately lifted its head, staring alertly at the newcomer.

Funian also turned toward the sound. In cafés, people rarely sat face-to-face with strangers unless invited—or unless, as Ji Yun warned, they had less than honorable intentions.

Ji Yun had just left, and Funian knew the sound of her footsteps well. It wasn’t her.

Cheng Jirui was another possibility. But he wouldn’t sit without a word.

So Funian stayed silent, her blank gaze fixed on the person across, waiting.

“There weren’t any seats left over there. Mind if I sit here?”

The voice was low, pleasant. Funian was sure she’d heard it before—but where, she couldn’t quite recall. With all the people she met, the occasional sense of familiarity wasn’t unusual.

She nodded lightly.

She knew perfectly well there were empty seats elsewhere. It was still early, most people were rushing to work, or just grabbing takeaway. Few lingered here for coffee, and she didn’t hear the buzz of conversation around.

“You don’t see very well. How come you’re here alone?” The man spoke again, sipping his coffee, eyes smiling. He was striking enough that passing girls gave him second looks. The dog, however, stood at attention, placing itself protectively in front of her.

He glanced at the dog, chuckled softly, but said no more.

“I’m waiting for someone,” Funian answered with a smile.

Just as he was thinking how much of a shame it was, Funian spoke again.

“Ji Yun’s in a meeting at the company. Manager Yue isn’t attending?”

At that, Yue Feng froze. He had never once told Funian who he was. And she was blind—how could she know who sat across from her? Yet she’d hit the mark directly.

“Not in a hurry. It’s just as important to spend time talking with Director Xue,” he replied smoothly, a smile spreading across his face.