Chapter 68

Lin Jingzhi's house is a three-story European-style villa built by the lake, with extremely luxurious decoration.

When entering the house, a cold wind blew in their faces.

Ye Qiu couldn't help but shiver.

"Lin, do you live here alone?" Ye Qiu asked.

"Xiao Jie and I live here together." The Xiao Jie Lin Jingzhi mentioned was the short-haired woman, Sun Mengjie, who is Lin Jingzhi's assistant.

Lin Jingzhi had already introduced Sun Mengjie to Ye Qiu in the car.

"Lin, I have a suggestion for you. Either change the house or hire a few maids to live here as well," Ye Qiu said.

"Why?"

"Feng Shui says that a large house with few people is inauspicious."

"Oh, there's such a saying?"

Ye Qiu explained, "The great way generates one qi, one qi divides into yin and yang, yin and yang form heaven and earth, and heaven and earth give birth to all things. In Feng Shui, the house belongs to yin, and people belong to yang. If yang cannot suppress yin, then people will have problems, such as insomnia, vivid dreams, mental confusion, excessive worry, and even encountering unclean things."

"Hmph, feudal superstition, nonsense," Sun Mengjie coldly snorted, not believing Ye Qiu's words at all.

Ye Qiu didn't bother to argue. For some reason, Sun Mengjie seemed to have a grudge against him and never gave him a good face.

Lin Jingzhi, however, looked at Ye Qiu with her beautiful eyes, as if she had discovered a new continent, and asked curiously, "Ye Qiu, you can also read Feng Shui?"

"Um, a little."

Among the knowledge Ye Qiu inherited, there were Feng Shui and Qimen Dunjia.

"You're really amazing. Not only do you know the Maoshan talisman, but you can also read Feng Shui. I feel like I've found a treasure."

Praised by Lin Jingzhi, Ye Qiu felt very comfortable.

"By the way, where did you learn your martial arts?" Lin Jingzhi asked again.

"If I tell you, you might not believe it. One day, I had a very strange dream. In the dream, I met an old man with white hair. He passed on many things to me, including martial arts and the Maoshan talisman."

Lin Jingzhi thought Ye Qiu might not want to say more, so she smiled and didn't press further.

Sun Mengjie was not at all polite and directly cursed, "Liar!"

Ye Qiu felt wronged. Why doesn't anyone believe the truth?

"Xiao Jie, order some takeout. I haven't eaten anything tonight and I'm hungry," Lin Jingzhi instructed.

"Yes," Sun Mengjie respectfully responded.

Ye Qiu said, "It will take at least an hour for the takeout to arrive. Lin, shall I cook some noodles for you?"

"You can cook?"

"Boiling noodles is the simplest thing. I learned it when I was five."

They say that poor children grow up fast. He had lived with Qian Jinglan since he was young and knew how to cook and do laundry.

"Alright, I'll try your cooking tonight." Lin Jingzhi said, "The noodles and eggs are in the kitchen. You can find them yourself!"

"Okay, dinner will be ready in ten minutes."

Ye Qiu went into the kitchen.

Lin Jingzhi watched his back, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

This small action was noticed by Sun Mengjie, who was somewhat dissatisfied and said, "Ms. Lin, you'd better not have high hopes for his cooking. I've rarely seen a man who can cook well."

"We'll see how it tastes later. It's too early to make a conclusion now, isn't it?"

Sun Mengjie immediately shut up.

Ten minutes later.

Ye Qiu came out of the kitchen with a bowl of steaming hot tomato and egg noodles.

"Lin, the noodles are ready. Try them."

Lin Jingzhi looked at the bowl, where the bright red tomato sauce and smooth knife-cut noodles made her hungry. She sniffed and detected the tangy tomato aroma filling her nose.

Lin Jingzhi picked up her chopsticks, picked up a strand of noodles, and sucked the tomato sauce off it. She then "sucked" the entire noodle into her mouth and slowly chewed it.

"How is it, Lin? Is the taste okay?" Ye Qiu was a bit nervous, unsure if a woman who had tasted exotic delicacies would enjoy the noodles he cooked.

Sun Mengjie also asked, "Is it not good?"

"Hmm, it's not good. Xiao Jie, you should still order takeout."

As expected, this man can't cook well, Sun Mengjie thought.

But the next moment, she saw Lin Jingzhi, like a glutton, completely ignoring her image, finish the bowl of tomato and egg noodles in no time and then say to Ye Qiu, "Give me another bowl."

What?

Another bowl?

Sun Mengjie thought she had heard wrong. She looked at Lin Jingzhi for a few seconds and suddenly understood, urgently saying to Ye Qiu, "Give me a bowl too."

After a while, Ye Qiu brought out two bowls of noodles, giving one to Lin Jingzhi and eating the other himself.

"Where's my bowl?" Sun Mengjie asked unhappily.

She thought the bowl in Ye Qiu's hand was for her, but he ate it himself.

"Gone," Ye Qiu said.

"You—!" Sun Mengjie's cheeks puffed up in anger, glaring at Ye Qiu, wishing she could beat this bastard. After a while, she said, "It's just a bowl of noodles. Who cares? I won't eat it."

"That's good. Lin, let's have a few more bowls. There's still some in the pot..."

Whoosh—

Before Ye Qiu could finish his sentence, Sun Mengjie rushed into the kitchen.

Ye Qiu found it amusing. She said she wouldn't eat, but her body was honest.

Women, huh...

After eating the noodles, Lin Jingzhi said, "My room is on the third floor. Take me up."

Her leg injury hadn't healed yet, making it difficult for her to move.

"Okay."

Just as Ye Qiu nodded, Sun Mengjie said, "Ms. Lin, I'll take you up!"

After saying that, Sun Mengjie tried to carry Lin Jingzhi.

"No, let Ye Qiu take me." Lin Jingzhi instructed, "You wash the dishes."

Watching Ye Qiu carry Lin Jingzhi upstairs, Sun Mengjie was so angry she wanted to cry. In the past, Lin Jingzhi would always ask her to do everything, but now she was being ignored, like a neglected concubine.

"Ye Qiu, you stinky man, hmpf, I won't let you off."

...

Carrying Lin Jingzhi upstairs, through her thin clothes, Ye Qiu could feel the warmth and smoothness of her skin. With Lin Jingzhi wearing a deep V evening gown, he could see things he shouldn't, making him a bit distracted.

The short three-story climb was a torture for Ye Qiu.

Entering the room, the first thing he saw was a sea of pink—pink curtains, pink wallpaper, pink bed...

Ye Qiu thought this didn't quite match Lin Jingzhi's strong-willed image.

It didn't fit.

Ye Qiu placed Lin Jingzhi on the bed, and she said, "You didn't answer my question in the car. Are you still a virgin?"

Why bring this up again?

Ye Qiu's face turned red as he said, "Lin, rest early. I'll leave now."

"Don't be in such a hurry." Lin Jingzhi suddenly wrapped her white arms around Ye Qiu's neck and said in a coquettish voice, "Stay tonight, okay?"