I am not just a tycoon

Chapter 493: Two Different Sets of Best Friends, Two Different Situations



Luo Bingying lowered her head even more after hearing that, "I haven't tried it."

Her cheeks were already red to her neck, and she didn't dare to face Shen Yuan, with her hands tightly clutching her skirt.

"Haven't tried it?"

Shen Yuan looked at her with a playful smile, "Lying isn't something a good girl does, you know."

"Really, I haven't..."

Luo Bingying's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, so faint that Shen Yuan's keen hearing barely caught it.

She waited for a long while without seeing Shen Yuan make a move, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you starting yet? Weiwei will be back soon."

"That's exactly what I want, for her to come back."

"Ah, but if that's the case..."

Luo Bingying couldn't finish her sentence, because if that happened, she wouldn't get a chance to adjust but would have to endure Shen Yuan's gaze right under her best friend's watchful eyes...

"No way, Shen Yuan, this is definitely not okay."

Luo Bingying almost pleaded as she spoke.

Shen Yuan didn't care at all; he held the little gadget in his hand, and Luo Bingying had no way to get it from him in a restaurant setting unless she went to the restroom.

"No way, I have to go to the restroom."

Luo Bingying also thought of a way to resolve the situation.

Just as she stood up, ready to head to the restroom, suddenly she gave a soft "whimper" as her legs went weak, and she plopped back onto the chair.

"Shen Yuan, you, you... you're shameless."

Luo Bingying was both embarrassed and angry, trying hard to suppress the tremors in her body, her eyes filled with resentment as she looked at Shen Yuan, "You never said you'd do this, we'll be found out!"

"The right to interpret is all mine here, stop thinking about it, just sit tight."

Luo Bingying clutched the table, her slight bosom heaving with anger as she glared at Shen Yuan, enunciating each word, "Then turn it off first!"

"Fine, I'll let you off the hook for now, until Weiwei comes back."

Shen Yuan pressed the off button, and Luo Bingying breathed a sigh of relief, quickly taking a couple of deep breaths to regain her composure.

"You, what level did you turn it on just now?" she bit her lip and asked.

"Level 2, I didn't expect you'd react so much at just level 2."

Shen Yuan shook his head and sighed, "Is it that this little thing is too potent, or are you just useless? I give you assignments every day; how come you're so hopeless."

"I've been completing them diligently," Luo Bingying tried her best to explain.

"Diligently completed, and this is what you have to show?" Shen Yuan looked down on her a bit.

"But..."

Tears welled up in Luo Bingying's eyes, feeling wronged. She had been trying so hard; why couldn't she ever get Shen Yuan's approval, and why his attitude towards her was so different from his attitude towards Weiwei.

Anyone in this position would feel unbalanced.

It was the first time Shen Yuan had seen the aloof Luo Bingying like this, usually carrying a face of abstinence with no emotional waves visible.

"Okay, why are you so upset now? Hurry and wipe it off, or else Zhou Peiwei will see it."

Luo Bingying felt even more aggrieved upon hearing that, "You, you're only worried about Weiwei seeing it, not about me being upset."

Shen Yuan didn't reply but took a tissue and gently helped Luo Bingying wipe away the tear tracks.

Luo Bingying felt the long-lost warmth of his fingertips and softened a bit. The last time Shen Yuan had wiped her tears like this was back in high school when she had a fight with her parents.

She didn't feel as wronged anymore and heard Shen Yuan say, "Of course, I care about you and want to see you; otherwise, why would I ask you over. All of that was just part of expressing how much I missed you. Would you like to stay over tonight? I miss you."

Luo Bingying was, after all, a girl, and hearing Shen Yuan say that, she sniffled, "Weiwei will definitely stay over too; how can I stay."

She had always shared everything with Zhou Peiwei and was well aware of the situation between the two, feeling a bit envious.

"I booked a suite with three bedrooms; you can just say you're feeling unwell, and Weiwei will definitely let you stay."

"Okay."

Even though deceiving a best friend isn't good, this is all she could do.

Luo Bingying felt a bit lost thinking about it. With Zhou Peiwei being a barrier between her and Shen Yuan, nothing between them could ever be revealed in the open.

"Oh right, later, you can only start at level 1."

Shen Yuan refused, "Depends on my mood."

Soon after, Zhou Peiwei returned to Shen Yuan's side, only to find Luo Bingying's face flushed, looking a bit unnatural. She definitely wouldn't think that Shen Yuan would do something to her best friend in a restaurant, and instead thought that maybe Luo Bingying was coming down with something.

"Bingying, what's wrong, are you feeling unwell?" Zhou Peiwei asked.

"A little, maybe a low fever."

Luo Bingying didn't dare meet Zhou Peiwei's gaze.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" Zhou Peiwei asked with concern.

"It's not that serious," Luo Bingying shook her head.

Shen Yuan suggested, "You shouldn't drink tonight, have more warm water, and a good sleep should help. Just stay here tonight; the suite I booked has three bedrooms."

Zhou Peiwei nodded, "I think that's a good idea, Bingying, what do you think?"

Luo Bingying nodded slightly, "Okay."

With the excuse of a low fever, Shen Yuan could do as he pleased.

Sorry, Bingying, for letting your low fever turn into a high fever. You probably wouldn't mind, right?

But Shen Yuan wasn't in any hurry. After finishing the appetizers, he first slipped his hand under the table to feel up Zhou Peiwei's thigh.

Sister Peiwei was wearing an A-line skirt along with those fake leggings; they felt quite nice to the touch, supposedly crafted with nano-level weaving techniques, with friction coefficients close to the human skin.

Moreover, Sister Peiwei's fat and skin were already quite elastic, fingertips felt like touching clouds, gently pressing was like pressing a sponge.

Zhou Peiwei's face flushed red, and she pinched Shen Yuan hard under the table, but didn't stop his liberties.


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