Chapter 52
Chapter 52: The First Sweet Tea of the Morning:
[September 30, 2002]
[Wang Cheng confessed to me that the 200 yuan Qi Lin spent was originally meant to buy me a gift, but the day before yesterday, he used up every last cent.]
[Now that it’s the weekend, he wants to find a part-time job to save up again so he can still surprise me on my birthday.]
[I have to admit, Wang Cheng is quite romantic.]
[Unlike Qi Lin, who’s either making me angry or on his way to making me angry. He even spent the money Wang Cheng was going to use to buy my birthday gift.]
[Coincidentally, my aunt’s restaurant has been really busy lately and needed extra help, so I introduced Wang Cheng to her.]
[He turned out to be quite capable. In just one day, he helped my aunt a lot and even earned 50 yuan.]
[Wang Cheng told me that my aunt asked him to come back next week to help again. My aunt also told me that Wang Cheng is polite, hardworking, and a good kid.]
[Hmm… it looks like my taste in people isn’t bad after all!]
The diary entry ended there.
Qi Lin stroked his chin, a playful glint flashing in his dark eyes.
“So, just after I stirred things up between them two days ago, they’re already back together? Looks like breaking them apart won’t be so easy.”
“This little pest Wang Cheng is surprisingly resilient. He’s even managed to cozy up to Lan Yuxi’s aunt. Is he trying to take the insider route—first winning over her aunt, then sneaking his way into her family, gaining favor with her parents, and finally securing Lan Yuxi for himself?”
Qi Lin speculated.
Why did he understand this strategy so well?
Because it was the exact same approach he was using on Wang Siling.
No matter how much Yu Chen pleased Wang Siling or how much Wang Cheng valued him as a future brother-in-law, as long as Qi Lin won over Wang Siling’s father, Yu Chen could forget about stepping foot into their home.
Eventually, Wang Siling would face a choice: obey her father and become Qi Lin’s plaything, or elope with Yu Chen and sever ties with her family completely.
Of course, based on what Qi Lin knew about Wang Siling, she was too timid to run away with Yu Chen.
And even if she did choose to elope, as long as Qi Lin was around, she would never escape his grasp.
“Earning 50 yuan in a day? As long as I’m here, forget 50 yuan—he won’t even earn 5 cents. And as for that birthday gift for Lan Yuxi… forget it. On her birthday, she might as well wrap herself up and deliver herself to my house. That would save this idiot some money.”
Qi Lin chuckled darkly, his mind brimming with wicked ideas.
Closing the diary, he began forming a plan to deal with Wang Cheng the next day.
…
Early the next morning, before 5 AM, Qi Xueyao quietly got up in the dark.
After putting on a tailored suit, she quickly went to the bathroom to freshen up.
It was Sunday, and Qi Lin had no school. She was afraid he would wake up and do something bad to her again.
Before yesterday, if Qi Lin had tried anything, she could have resisted and screamed for help.
But ever since he caught her secret about quitting her teaching job, she had become a fish on the chopping block, completely at his mercy.
She lowered her head to rinse her mouth.
As she spit out the toothpaste foam and started to lift her head…
“Ahhh!”
Three consecutive screams pierced through the entire villa.
The reason?
Qi Xueyao had been hugged from behind.
“You scoundrel, let go of me!”
Seeing Qi Lin’s mischievous grin in the mirror, her face turned red with fury as she struggled.
She had thought she had woken up early enough, but she still couldn’t escape Qi Lin’s grasp.
“Xueyao, heading off to work without giving me a morning kiss? That’s no way to treat someone you love.”
Qi Lin hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her slender neck, breathing in her pleasant fragrance.
Feeling his warm breath tickling her skin, Qi Xueyao couldn’t take it anymore.
“You pervert! I’ll kill you!”
She grabbed the rinsing cup in her hand and threw it at Qi Lin’s face.
Unfortunately, Qi Lin dodged too quickly, and the cup missed.
“Xueyao, you’re so heartless. I woke up this early just to drive you to work, and this is how you repay me?”
Qi Lin said lazily.
Qi Xueyao gritted her teeth. “Who the hell wants you to take me? If you could disappear from my life, I’d be forever grateful!”
Qi Lin walked up to her, standing face-to-face. “Letting me drive you to work means we can take care of today’s ‘task’ in the car. If I go to your training center instead, things might get risky.”
Qi Xueyao: “…”
She knew exactly what Qi Lin was implying.
She took a deep breath, looked at Qi Lin for a moment, then turned and walked to the fridge. She took out a few eggs and a bottle of milk.
She made herself some soft-boiled eggs and warmed up the milk.
As for Qi Lin? He got nothing.
After breakfast, Qi Xueyao put on her high heels, grabbed her handbag, and headed for the door.
Qi Lin smirked and followed.
Inside the Mercedes, Qi Xueyao sat in the back seat, her expression cold as she stared at Qi Lin.
“Do it now. You won’t get another chance later.”
Qi Lin loved this look of hers—hating him but powerless to stop him.
His dark eyes sparkled with amusement as he leaned down and enjoyed his first sweet tea of the morning.
“Mm~”
Qi Xueyao unwillingly closed her eyes, her long lashes trembling slightly.