My System Forces Me to Live off Women

Chapter 352 - 278: This Isn’t Really Appropriate, Is It?

"Sister, what are you doing? Didn’t we agree to watch movies and eat snacks? No, Sister, I’m still young, don’t do this."

"Be good, little brother, Sister is the snack, come taste me..."

The two were engrossed in their play at home when suddenly the doorbell rang at the crucial moment!

"Who?!" Li Peifeng was startled: "Is it the community people or property management?"

He didn’t think of the three ladies coming, since given the current situation in the neighborhood, residents aren’t allowed to go downstairs on their own, volunteers are stationed in front of each building, and they furthermore have no reason to come to He Yimeng’s home.

Could it be they saw me and the white-haired girl entering the building, and came downstairs regardless to catch us? Can’t be, when I came, I saw the upstairs curtains were drawn...

Li Peifeng nervously put on his pants, was about to use his heart-to-heart connection to check on the three girls’ situation when He Yimeng frowned and said, "It should be Yao Xun coming down from upstairs to find me; I told her to come pick up snacks this morning."

"Yao Xun?"

Li Peifeng understood, breathed a sigh of relief but remained cautious: "Wait a minute, what if it’s not Yao Xun but Wenyue and the others, then we’ll both be in trouble."

While speaking, he quickly stood up, took a coat, and tiptoed into the side bedroom.

"Look how scared you are!"

He Yimeng cast a contemptuous glance, but as one sneaking around, she also felt uneasy, secretly prayed the visitor wasn’t Wu Wenyue, or else a small embarrassment could lead to the downfall of her self-media career...

"Click~"

Seeing Li Peifeng enter the side bedroom, He Yimeng took a deep breath, went forward to open the door, and upon seeing the visitor, she smiled because it was indeed Yao Xun.

"Didn’t interrupt your work, did I?"

Yao Xun held a black plastic bag, didn’t enter immediately, looking around inside the house, checking if there was anyone else in the living room.

He Yimeng thought her work hadn’t been disturbed, but her gaming time was.

"Come in, there are no visitors now."

"Oh." Yao Xun went to the shoe cabinet, put down the black bag, took out a dozen pairs of white slippers still in transparent plastic bags, looking like disposable hotel slippers.

"I hardly have any visitors at home, these are the leftovers, you can have them all."

"Thank you."

He Yimeng thanked, thinking of quickly sending her away, she picked up a bag from the coffee table: "Take this bag, it has your favorite big cherries and two bottles of foreign liquor."

"So much?"

Yao Xun was surprised seeing such a full bag, instinctively declined: "I can’t eat this much."

"At least half a month, why can’t you finish?"

He Yimeng laughed: "Take it, I’ve got plenty left, and I’m sure there will be more guests coming, they’re bound to continue bringing stuff."

"Well, okay."

Yao Xun hesitated but still accepted, yet didn’t leave, instead asked: "Sister Meng, did you see him today?"

"...I did."

Who did she see? Aren’t they talking about me?!

Inside the side bedroom, Li Peifeng, bored sitting on the bed, immediately stood up, quietly walked to the door.

Yao Xun was someone he remembered meeting during his junior year; the school was shooting an admissions video, both were to appear, which led to them connecting and adding each other on WeChat.

Later, Li Peifeng treated Yao Xun to a few meals, gentlemanly and polite as he was, held her hand while crossing the street; when Yao Xun’s mouth was dry, moistened her throat with his own saliva; all very normal among friends and reasonable courteous behaviors.

As for the lack of further development, it was because Li Peifeng realized Yao Xun was a good girl and not suited for him, so he quietly disappeared.

But those brief days of interaction were unforgettable for Yao Xun, leading her to occasionally invite Li Peifeng out afterward, yet he remained firm and didn’t respond.

"I remember yesterday you told me you already... lost interest in him, right?"

"Right." He Yimeng laughed: "What, can’t you let go?"

Yao Xun sighed lightly, "I want to try one last time, Sister Meng, do you have any suggestions?"

Asking her for ideas? Wouldn’t she lead you astray?!

Inside, Li Peifeng rubbed his forehead speechlessly, while in the living room, He Yimeng found it amusing, seriously said: "I suggest you stay as far away from him as possible, some people can’t be kept no matter how hard you try. Even if he sticks with you, he’d still stray and cheat behind your back. One day you might come home and catch him red-handed, wouldn’t that be more painful?"

Yao Xun seemed shaken, fell into thought, then said: "Sister Meng, why hasn’t he been in touch with me?"

"..."

"Is it because I’m not proactive enough?"

Simpering, totally simpering!

Little Xun, you’re clearly quite aloof, how did things come to this? What’s so great about that face to pine for?!

He Yimeng, angered into silence, hesitated over whether to open the side bedroom door to make Yao Xun abandon her dreams, but ultimately decided against it, opting to quickly persuade her to leave, too lazy to dissuade her otherwise, dismissed it with: "Then try being more proactive."

Yao Xun pursed her lips: "I still have some snacks at home, what if I called him to come get them, would that make my intentions clear?"

"...maybe."

Yao Xun took out her phone without delay, hesitantly and earnestly asked: "Sister Meng, I’m not good with words, can you help me think about what to say?"