Lin Qianwei didn’t know what was wrong with herself either.
After being coaxed a few times, she somehow ended up following Ji Yunxiao back home.
“I still need to take a shower.
President Lin, can you wait for me a bit?” Ji Yunxiao stared straight at her, her temples damp with sweat, eyes burning with the heat of exercise, her whole body exuding an indescribable sexiness.
Lin Qianwei felt like she’d been burned, hurriedly curling her fingers and turning away, her voice growing colder.
“If you want to go, just go.
Why are you telling me?” It’s not like she could go shower with Ji Yunxiao.
The logic was obviously off, but Lin Qianwei didn’t notice it herself.
She just grew more flustered, while Ji Yunxiao still spoke gently, “Then I’ll go.”
Lin Qianwei ignored her.
After a while, when she finally heard the sound of running water from the bathroom, Lin Qianwei stiffly turned around.
The bathroom door was tightly shut, and next to it was a wall, not some frosted glass that would let your imagination run wild, but Lin Qianwei still couldn’t help picturing the scene inside.
After a moment, Lin Qianwei snapped out of it, her face burning red.
How could she think about something like that just now? Lin Qianwei was both embarrassed and annoyed, wishing she could leave right away, but when her hand touched the doorknob, she suddenly felt unwilling.
She hadn’t asked what she wanted to ask, hadn’t figured out what she wanted to figure out—how could she just leave like this? Lin Qianwei hesitated at the door for a long time before finally pulling herself together and sitting back down on the sofa.
The heat in her cheeks had faded, and Lin Qianwei calmed down, thinking she wouldn’t get flustered again.
But the moment she saw Ji Yunxiao come out of the bathroom, her heart still started racing uncontrollably.
“Why are your ears so red?” Ji Yunxiao curled her lips, deliberately asking, “President Lin, are you feeling hot?” Lin Qianwei glared at her, wanting to look away, but couldn’t help turning her head back.
When she saw what Ji Yunxiao was wearing, she lost her temper on the spot.
“How can you dress like that?”
Ji Yunxiao looked down at her camisole nightdress, her expression innocent.
“What’s wrong with this?”
“Why aren’t you wearing a bra?” Lin Qianwei bit her lip, then let go, her tone icy as she questioned, “Don’t you know that nightdress is really see-through?”
Ji Yunxiao explained, “I just showered, it’s uncomfortable to be restricted, and besides, you’re the only one here…”
Hearing that, all the jealousy Lin Qianwei had bottled up all night suddenly spilled out irrationally.
“So just because I’m the only one here, you can dress like this? I think you’re just being indecent, trying to seduce people.
If Eilene came over while you were showering, I bet you’d dress like this for her too, right?”
Ji Yunxiao raised her eyebrows.
“Eilene?” Did Qiao Xi and her wife exaggerate things about Eilene to her?
Lin Qianwei felt a vague sense of grievance, but after venting, her eyes filled with confusion again.
What was she even doing? She was the one who rejected Ji Yunxiao’s feelings, said she’d never like her, that they could only be wives in name.
Yet now she was throwing a fit over something like this.
She had no reason.
She shouldn’t be like this.
Lin Qianwei lowered her eyes, her thick lashes casting shadows.
She found her voice and said coldly, “Just pretend I didn’t say anything.
You don’t need to take it to heart.”
After saying that, Lin Qianwei turned to leave.
“Don’t go.”
Lin Qianwei didn’t make it out, because Ji Yunxiao caught up and hugged her from behind.
Ji Yunxiao tightened her arms, resting her chin on Lin Qianwei’s shoulder, laughing softly.
She said, “You know what, Qianwei? I’m really happy.”
Lin Qianwei struggled a little, pretending to be indifferent.
“I don’t know.
Let go of me.”
“You brought up Eilene because you care about me, at least a little, right?” Ji Yunxiao hummed a laugh by her ear.
Lin Qianwei’s back tingled from her touch, her legs a little weak, but she still forced herself not to admit it.
“I don’t care about you at all.
It’s just that the prenuptial agreement says that while we’re married, neither of us can mess around with other people, so I just wanted to ask about Eilene…”
Ji Yunxiao turned her around, cupping her face seriously.
“Eilene is just my friend.”
Lin Qianwei, for once, was sharp-tongued.
“The kind of friend who could become a lover?”
Ji Yunxiao thought her jealous wife was adorable, but she still explained seriously, “She really is just a friend.
There’s nothing between me and Eilene, and it’s impossible for us to become lovers.
I don’t have the slightest bit of that kind of feeling for her.”
Lin Qianwei pressed, “What kind of feeling?”
Ji Yunxiao gently traced her soft cheek with her fingertip, her voice husky.
“Wanting to hold, to kiss, to sleep together, to spoil, to love, to give her all the best things in the world.”
Ji Yunxiao leaned in, touching her nose to Lin Qianwei’s, murmuring, “Just like what I want to do to you.”
Lin Qianwei’s breathing was completely messed up.
She pushed at the woman’s shoulder, saying words of refusal.
“No, you can’t.”
Lin Qianwei closed her eyes, lashes trembling, and whispered, “Don’t kiss me.”
But she didn’t really push Ji Yunxiao away.
The hand on Ji Yunxiao’s shoulder even curled tighter.
Her throat was dry, their breaths mingling.
Ji Yunxiao’s freshly washed hair smelled sweetly of oranges, brushing against Lin Qianwei’s neck and making her itch.
But the kiss she expected didn’t come.
Ji Yunxiao let her go, restraining herself.
“Okay, I won’t kiss you.”
Lin Qianwei was stunned.
She watched as the beautiful woman put on a jacket, covering up her body, and felt a faint sense of regret.
Ji Yunxiao turned around to tease her.
“Why do you look a little unhappy? Do you actually want me to kiss you?”
Lin Qianwei quickly said, “I don’t.”
Ji Yunxiao tied up her hair in front of her, smiling gently.
“You came so early, you probably haven’t had breakfast yet.
Want to try my cooking?”
Lin Qianwei ignored the awkwardness from before, surprised.
“You can cook?”
“Of course.” Ji Yunxiao put on an apron.
She’d already tied the waist strap, but when she saw Lin Qianwei’s unbelievably beautiful face, her eyes dimmed, her hands paused, and then she deftly untied the strap.
Ji Yunxiao walked up to Lin Qianwei, turned around, and pleaded, “President Lin, can you help me out?”
Lin Qianwei raised her hand halfway, then put it down, doubting, “Can’t you tie it yourself?”
Ji Yunxiao pouted skillfully.
“Help me, please.”
This time, before she could finish, Lin Qianwei lifted her hand.
Might as well help.
Lin Qianwei thought to herself, and she also wanted to see if Ji Yunxiao could really cook.
She helped Ji Yunxiao tie the strap, then followed her into the semi-open kitchen.
Ji Yunxiao felt sorry for her and said, “It’s tiring to stand.
Go sit for a bit.”
Lin Qianwei retorted, “Will watching you make breakfast make you nervous?”
“It’s just breakfast, what’s there to be nervous about?” Ji Yunxiao cracked a few eggs skillfully, whisking as she spoke.
“But with you here, I do get distracted.”
Lin Qianwei said seriously, “I won’t bother you.”
Ji Yunxiao smiled, telling her, “Mainly, with such a beautiful wife wandering around me, I can’t help wanting to kiss you.”
As expected, Lin Qianwei got angry again.
She glared at Ji Yunxiao and went to sit on the side.
From this spot, she could still see Ji Yunxiao.
She saw Ji Yunxiao flash her a smile, then focus all her attention on making breakfast.
Lin Qianwei propped up her chin, unable to look away.
She noticed that when Ji Yunxiao was concentrating, the corners of her lips would tense slightly, giving her whole face a hint of aloofness.
But instead of taking away from her beauty, it only made her more captivating.
Lin Qianwei didn’t dare keep staring, so she turned to look out the window instead.
After a while, Lin Qianwei remembered something, so she took out her phone from her bag and sent a message to Ji Liuliu, asking: [Does Ji Yunxiao know how to cook?]
The reply came quickly: [Qianwei-jie, why are you asking that?]
Lin Qianwei typed: [Just curious.]
A moment later, Ji Liuliu sent a voice message.
Her voice was clear and sweet as she said, “My sister doesn’t know how to cook.
Even though she didn’t grow up in the Ji family, the Ji Professor and his wife who raised her doted on her and never let her near the kitchen.
Actually, I’m the one who’s interested in cooking and can make a few dishes.
If you get the chance, Qianwei-jie, you should try my cooking sometime!”
Lin Qianwei pretty much played the voice message right in front of Ji Yunxiao, so Ji Yunxiao heard every word.
She just smiled and kept working, and a few minutes later, breakfast was served.
The first dish was a soft, sweet mango crepe.
The second was crispy-on-the-outside, tender-on-the-inside strawberry French toast.
The third was a fluffy, melt-in-your-mouth cloud soufflé.
After tasting each one, Lin Qianwei’s eyes lit up without her even realizing it.
Not only did these breakfasts look amazing, but they tasted incredible too—easily as good as anything she’d had at a five-star hotel.
So what nonsense was Ji Liuliu talking about? Ji Yunxiao clearly knew how to cook—at least, her breakfast was great.
Seeing how much Lin Qianwei enjoyed the food, Ji Yunxiao looked satisfied too.
She poured Lin Qianwei a glass of yogurt, squeezed two glasses of juice, and then finally sat down to eat with her.
After they finished, Lin Qianwei sipped her juice through a straw, and when she was done, she wiped her mouth elegantly and said with restraint, “Not bad.”
Ji Yunxiao smiled.
Lin Qianwei immediately asked, “How much?”
Ji Yunxiao raised an eyebrow.
“What, you want to pay for breakfast too?”
“Yeah,” Lin Qianwei said coolly.
“I don’t want to eat free breakfast at your place.”
Ji Yunxiao sighed and got up, walking over to Lin Qianwei’s side.
She pretended to agree, “I really should charge you—not just for the ingredients, but for my labor too.”
Lin Qianwei was generous.
“Name your price.”
Ji Yunxiao rubbed her chin.
“Let me think… Hey, what’s that over there?”
Lin Qianwei turned her head in the direction Ji Yunxiao pointed, and the next second, a sudden kiss landed on her cheek.
Lin Qianwei froze.
Her heart was pounding, and she was at a loss, just staring blankly out the window.
Ji Yunxiao gently turned her chin back and said to her, “I’ve received my payment.”
