69novels Chapter 91: I Wrote This Love Song for You~
Chapter 91: I Wrote This Love Song for You~
Lin Shuyao didn't dare to speak.
She buried her head in his chest like an ostrich, pretending to admire the scenery.
It's mainly because they feel guilty.
I don't know how to continue this topic.
Cheng Zheng asked, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
They were chatting away when they set off, but now that it's suddenly quiet, he feels a little uneasy.
"You didn't answer my question either, and I didn't know what to say..." When Lin Shuyao was embarrassed, she liked to play with things with her fingers, sometimes twisting the hair by her ear, sometimes playing with the tack of her shirt buttons.
Cheng Zheng noticed her little gesture and smiled indulgently.
"You were quite talkative when you were with Gao Tingting; I don't know where you got so many topics to talk about."
Every time he saw the two of them eating together in the cafeteria, they would chatter away like nightingales, and only return their trays after almost everyone else had left.
"We were talking about things girls talk about, but we can't talk about those things with you."
"You can also share your stories with me, about work or life."
Lin Shuyao responded with an "Oh," but inwardly she was suspicious. Had he changed his tactics? Before, he sent people to investigate her and had Su Wan befriend her to extract information. Now, was he planning to personally try to get information out of her?
The main reason is that he had just hinted that she was lying to him, so it's no wonder she thought that way.
Cheng Zheng was unaware that her thoughts had already wandered off to the farthest reaches of the world.
Suddenly it occurred to me, "You usually eat so little, are you even full?"
Lin Shuyao became even more perceptive: "How do you know I don't usually eat much?"
Could it be that they secretly had someone monitor her every move?
Cheng Zheng: "Gao Tingting said it."
Lin Shuyao remained wary: "Will she tell you all these details? What else did she tell you?"
Cheng Zheng noticed her sudden tension and was somewhat puzzled, but still answered truthfully, "That's all. She's a very loyal person."
I will not betray my friends.
Lin Shuyao understood his unspoken message this time and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you short of money?" Cheng Zheng paused for two seconds before speaking again.
He remembered that there wasn't a trace of oil on her plate. Logically, in addition to her technical department salary, she also received a chef's salary every month.
Although the chef's salary was reduced by more than half after the two assistants took over, it didn't mean he had to eat vegetables every meal.
Lin Shuyao didn't know why he suddenly asked this. Money is something you can never have too much of, right? "You're pretty short on it, aren't you?"
Cheng Zheng nodded seriously: "Yes. I don't need it. My monthly salary is 120 yuan, plus various subsidies, it's 180 yuan. I also have some savings, enough for my little family to live comfortably."
Lin Shuyao suddenly had the illusion that he was revealing his family background, but she quickly dismissed the thought. After all, when she took the initiative to him before and wanted to take things further, he always surprised her.
She won't misunderstand again.
He was probably just showing off, Lin Shuyao said in agreement, "Wow, you must be really rich. That's great."
Cheng Zheng was indeed explaining his family's situation, trying to tell her that she would be fine with him and not to worry, but he was puzzled by her answer: "Fine... what do you mean?"
Lin Shuyao laughed at his unusual perspective: "That's good, it's just a compliment, it means you're very capable and have a lot of money."
"Is that so?" Cheng Zheng's lips curled up slightly.
"Hey, it looks like we're here. Is this the restaurant?" Lin Shuyao pointed to the red house Western restaurant in front of her.
Cheng Zheng looked in the direction she pointed and said, "Yes, that's the restaurant. I'll go park the car. You go in first and order whatever you want."
"Mmm." The car stopped, and Lin Shuyao jumped out. She didn't forget to put her clothes on the crossbar. When she took them off, she saw that her pure black suit was wrinkled like a rag. She glanced at him a little embarrassedly, "Oh dear, I wrinkled your clothes."
"It's nothing." Cheng Zheng casually tossed his clothes aside and hung them on his arm.
If someone who knows him well saw this, they would definitely be able to help but complain, "Nothing's wrong? You're still okay?"
A person who usually irons his uniform perfectly before going out every day, without a single wrinkle, a person who frowns at anyone who touches his clothes, can still nonchalantly say it's nothing when faced with clothes that are so wrinkled.
Ha ha.
Lin Shuyao's cheongsam was perfectly straight. She straightened her clothes and hair, waved to Cheng Zheng, and said, "I'll go in first then."
"Wait a minute." Cheng Zheng remembered something, took something out of his pocket, and handed it to her. "Put this on."
Lin Shuyao took one look and realized it was the jewelry box she had returned to him—the one that held the pearl earrings.
Since she was on a mission today, she didn't stand on ceremony and accepted the money, saying, "Thanks! I'll return it to you when I'm done using it today."
Cheng Zheng said, "No need to pay it back."
Lin Shuyao didn't think much of it, opened the box, took out the earrings and put them on her ears.
Cheng Zheng propped himself up on the car with his legs and watched her put on the mask.
She hadn't worn earrings in a long time and didn't have a mirror, so the earring post kept failing to go into her ear piercing. After several attempts, it pierced her flesh, causing her to hiss and gasp for breath.
"Let me do it." Cheng Zheng took the earring, aimed it at the small hole in her fair earlobe, and pierced it in one go.
Lin Shuyao turned her head to the other side.
When he put it on her earlobe, his fingertips inadvertently brushed against her earlobe, and a tingling sensation spread. Lin Shuyao's ears were particularly sensitive, and she immediately felt weak in the knees and almost lost her balance.
Cheng Zheng quickly reached out to support her, but his hand landed on her waist without him noticing how incredibly delicate it felt, as if it would break at the slightest pressure. It was also incredibly soft, so soft that he didn't want to let go and wanted to keep supporting her like that.
It took him several seconds to withdraw his hand, and he said casually, "Order more food later."
Lin Shuyao suddenly wanted to tease him: "Is today considered a paid meal? Comrade, this kind of behavior is unacceptable."
Cheng Zheng immediately denied it: "It wasn't paid for by public funds; I paid for it myself."
Lin Shuyao blinked: "Oh, I see. Then I won't be polite."
Cheng Zheng replied earnestly, "Yes, don't be shy."
Lin Shuyao smiled at him and waved goodbye.
Cheng Zheng's lips curled slightly as he watched her figure disappear into the restaurant before pushing his cart to the nearby bike shed to park.