novelraw Chapter 41 Taking Things?
Chapter 41 Taking Things?
The original owner still had some personal belongings left at Xu Yueqing's villa.
As soon as Chen Bo stepped out of Zhou Lingyan's villa, a slightly roguish smile appeared on his lips.
Didn't Xu Yueqing say with red eyes that she wanted to start over and ask for a chance?
So, it's not unreasonable for him to go and retrieve his belongings, and also to see how sincere his ex-girlfriend is, right?
He took out his phone, found Xu Yueqing's WeChat, the heart symbol had been deleted long ago, and now the contact name was the cold and aloof Xu Yueqing.
Chen Bo typed: "Is now a convenient time? I'll go over and get some of the rest of the stuff."
Click send.
next moment.
Xu Yueqing: "It's convenient. You can come anytime. Your fingerprint and facial recognition permissions are still valid."
Chen Bo replied, "I'll be right there."
Xu Yueqing: "Okay, come over and let's talk. I'll be waiting for you."
The mornings at Yunding Mountain Villa are very quiet, with the air filled with the fresh scent of plants.
After crossing the not-so-wide asphalt road, Chen Bo arrived at the gate of Xu Yueqing's villa.
He raised his hand and pressed his index finger onto the fingerprint recognition area.
"Beep—"
The green light came on, and the gate clicked open.
He pushed the door open, went in, and then closed it behind him.
The flowers and plants in the yard were well taken care of and remained unchanged.
He walked to the front door of the villa with practiced ease. This time, instead of pressing his fingerprint, he simply tilted his head back so that the facial recognition camera at the entrance could capture his face.
"Verification successful, welcome home."
An electronic female voice sounded, and the solid wood door slid open inwards.
Chen Bo walked in. The room was softly lit, and the air was filled with a familiar, cool fragrance.
"Chen Bo." Xu Yueqing's voice came from the direction of the restaurant.
Chen Bo followed the sound and walked over.
Inside the restaurant, Xu Yueqing stood by the counter in the open kitchen, wearing a beige silk loungewear dress, her long hair loosely tied back, revealing her slender neck.
She had no makeup on, and her skin looked exceptionally fair and delicate in the morning light. There were faint dark circles under her eyes, indicating that she hadn't slept well the night before.
She held a spoon in her hand, and something was bubbling and steaming in a small pot in front of her.
"You're cooking?" Chen Bo was a little surprised.
Can Xu Yueqing cook?
In the original owner's memories, she never lifted a finger in the kitchen; the kitchen was basically the exclusive domain of the original owner or the cook.
"Make some porridge," Xu Yueqing said softly, awkwardly tucking a stray hair behind her ear. "I... I learned how to make it, thinking that if you came over, it would be fine..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was clear.
Chen Bo walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, sat down, and his gaze fell on her.
The neckline of the lounge dress wasn't low, but the soft, silky fabric hugged her body, highlighting her graceful curves.
The morning light streamed in through the window behind her, bathing her in a soft glow. Her gentle, domestic demeanor was completely different from that of the aloof superstar on stage.
I must say, it's beautiful.
And...it's very tempting.
Chen Bo's hunger, which felt like he was starving for three days and going without food for nine, seemed to have spread from his stomach to somewhere else.
"There's no rush," Chen Bo said, his voice lower than usual. "You go ahead and do your thing."
Xu Yueqing hummed in agreement, then turned around and continued stirring the porridge in the pot, her back view somewhat stiff.
Chen Bo sat there, watching her.
Look at the curve of her hips outlined by her skirt when she bends slightly over, look at her fair forearms revealed when her sleeve slips down as she raises her hand, look at the fine, soft downy hair at the back of her neck...
Oh shit.
Chen Bo cursed inwardly.
The original owner guarded it for three years without touching it, what a waste! No wonder he was so heartbroken that he finally died.
"The porridge is ready." Xu Yueqing turned off the stove, ladled out a bowl, and placed it in front of Chen Bo, along with a few plates of refreshing side dishes. "You...try it."
Her fingers were slender and long, her nails were neatly trimmed and painted with light pink nail polish.
When handing over the bowl, her fingertips touched the back of Chen Bo's hand, then separated almost instantly, as fast as an illusion.
Chen Bo picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and put it in his mouth.
The congee was cooked to a perfect soft and tender consistency, with a rich aroma of rice and just the right temperature.
"Not bad," he commented objectively.
Xu Yueqing's eyes lit up. She sat down opposite him, placing her hands on her knees like a student awaiting a teacher's feedback: "Really?"
"Hmm." Chen Bo ate a few more bites, then put down his spoon, looked up at her, and said, "Xu Yueqing, let's get straight to the point. What do you want to talk to me about?"
The light on Xu Yueqing's face dimmed. She bit her lower lip and twisted the fabric of her loungewear with her fingers.
"What I said last night...was the truth." Her voice was low but clear. "Chen Bo, I know that whatever I say now sounds like an excuse, but I really...really regret it. I don't ask you to forgive me immediately, I just hope...you can give me a chance to make amends."
"Make amends?" Chen Bo leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, a playful glint in his eyes. "How? With money? With resources? Or..."
His gaze swept over her meaningfully.
Xu Yueqing blushed, but didn't avoid his gaze: "I know you don't lack those things anymore. You can do very well on your own now. What I mean by making amends is... to put my heart into it, to spend time on it. I want to get to know you again, and I also want you to get to know me again."
"Get to know each other again?" Chen Bo laughed, a smile that was both cold and roguish. "Xu Yueqing, we've known each other for years, been together for three years, and even slept together. Do we really need to get to know each other again?"
These words were so blunt and vulgar that Xu Yueqing's face instantly turned bright red, even the tips of her ears turned pink.
She glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed, but her eyes revealed more panic and helplessness.
"That's not what I meant..." she protested.
"So what do you mean?" Chen Bo leaned his elbows on the table, instantly closing the distance between them. "You said you want to pursue me again, want to cultivate feelings. How? Like in those idol dramas, eating together, watching movies, shopping, chatting, starting as friends?"
He scoffed, "Xu Yueqing, we're both adults. Stop playing games. You know in your heart that the biggest problem between us isn't a lack of understanding, it's that trust is shattered, and you've buried our relationship with your own hands."
Xu Yueqing's face turned deathly pale, and her lips trembled slightly.
Looking at her like this, Chen Bo's wicked thoughts became clearer and clearer.
He continued, lowering his voice, his tone seductive and provocative: "You say you want to cultivate feelings, fine. But I'm a very materialistic person these days. I don't believe in any spiritual communication or soul resonance. I only believe in the body; it's the most honest thing."
Xu Yueqing's pupils contracted slightly.
"Didn't you want to start over?" Chen Bo stared at her, enunciating each word clearly. "Then let's start with the most honest thing: physical intimacy, and see what our bodies tell us."
That's utterly and unequivocally scum.
Xu Yueqing froze, her face drained of color, then slowly flushed with an even deeper red.