Chapter 12

In the WeChat group, Ye Yanchu was passionately sharing today's gossip with Gu Linlang.
Ye Yanchu: Hahahaha, sorry I never reason with people! Cheng Yuelin is really good. Lin Lang, you didn't see that Lin Jingfei's face turned pale!
Gu Linlang: Lin Jingfei really receive a mild rebuff. Why did Cheng Yuelin cause Lin Jingfei trouble? There must be something wrong.
Ye Yanchu: Lin Jingfei talked about someone behind his back and was heard, so she might be an eyesore to him. Cheng Yuelin was able to find fault with Yinyin because she was too soft-tempered back then, and could he let Lin Jingfei reason with him?
Gu Linlang: That's right, Lin Jingfei's eloquence in Qin Jue's hands suffered setbacks this time. According to reliable sources, Director Liang is ready to re-cast.
Ruan Zhiyin saw this message from Gu Linlang as soon as she came out of the shower.
The fashion and entertainment circles have always been inextricably linked, and Gu Linlang naturally has her own connections. She can say that, then it is definitely not groundless.
Although it was a little gloating, Ruan Zhiyin felt that Cheng Yuelin's temperament was not so bad.
Ye Yanchu: She deserved it. Taking so many roles from others due to the background, she should be punished! It's a pity that Yinyin's car was damaged when we came back, otherwise, I could be happier.
Seeing Ye Yanchu's depressed expression, Ruan Zhiyin couldn't help but laugh.
Ye Yan just got her driver's license, but she never dared to drive. Ruan Zhiyin couldn't stand it anymore, so when she came back, she ordered Ye Yanchu to drive.
She drove very "carefully and safely", basically flush with the electric car, but unfortunately, she was rear-ended by the car behind.
In the end, the other car owner compensated and the car was towed away for maintenance.
Ruan Zhiyin typed: It should have been overhauled. Besides, the other party is solely responsible, and it has nothing to do with you. You should practice driving more when you aren’t busy. If you practice well, you won't have to take the subway every day.
Just after the message was sent, a drop of water fell onto the screen along the end of the hair. Ruan Zhiyin put down her phone and was about to blow her hair.
But she just got up and stopped again.
Suddenly she remembered that she forgot to buy a hairdryer.
On the day of the move, her hairdryer was placed on the bottom of the box and accidentally broke. Cheng Yuelin saw it at the time, and casually said that he had a hairdryer in his room and could use it first, so Ruan Zhiyin didn't rush to buy it.
But Lin Jingfei and Cheng Yuelin appeared one after another, interrupting today's shopping rhythm and making her forget about it completely.
Ruan Zhiyin suffers from migraine headaches. If she doesn't dry her hair after washing, she will have a headache the next day.
So she sighed and resigned to Cheng Yuelin's room.
The master bedroom is next door. Ruan Zhiyin was about to knock on the door but found that the door next door was wide open and not closed at all.
She tentatively said, "Cheng Yuelin, are you there?"
got no response.
Her hair was still wet, which was really uncomfortable.
Ruan Zhiyin knocked on the open door a few times, hesitated for a while, and finally took two steps forward.
However, the bedroom was empty, and no one was found.
Is it possible he went out again?
Yes, after all, he just came back from a business trip, so it's normal to go back to the company temporarily to deal with things.
She breathed a sigh of relief, didn't think anymore, and went to the bathroom to get the hairdryer.
But when she turned around, the bathroom door slammed open.
The people inside strode out, but Ruan Zhiyin didn't hold back her feet, and suddenly bumped into the other's strong chest.
Rubbing her nose, she raised her eyes to take a false look, and Ruan Zhiyin froze in place.
The man's short, broken hair was only half-dried, and a hazy mist of water lingered behind him. The upper body is naked, the carcass is lean and strong, and the abdominal muscles are sexy and tight.
Crystal clear drops of water slowly flowed down the handsome silhouette. His thin lips pursed tightly. Going down, again and again, it is a mermaid line with attractive curves, and only a bath towel is loose around the waist.
The picture in front of her was too exciting, Ruan Zhiyin's brain was completely shut down, and her slender wrist was still supported on the other's firm arm.
Until Cheng Yuelin's deliberately lowered voice came into her ear, "Ruan Zhiyin, what are you doing?"
Ruan Zhiyin snapped back to her senses, her heart suddenly felt embarrassed, her fingers curled up uncontrollably, and she swallowed subconsciously.
At this moment, it's obvious that whoever shows timidity first is embarrassed.
So she resisted and suppressed her emotions, withdrew the gaze that was stunned in front of his chest, looked at the man calmly, and said calmly, "The figure is not bad."
Cheng Yuelin: "..."
/ / /
Half an hour later, the two sat face to face in the living room.
The atmosphere was deadlocked and silent.
There was an unspeakable embarrassment.
Ruan Zhiyin looked at the man's unsightly complexion, and paused, "Why don't you talk first？"
"Oh, what should I say?" Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows sloppily, and looked at her with his arms folded over his chest, "Master I'm innocent, and I've been seen by you just like that."
Ruan Zhiyin heard the gritted accusation from his last words, she was dumb for a few seconds, but still couldn't help defending herself: "Seriously speaking, I didn't see it."
After all, there is still a bath towel.
"Why, you sound like you feel regretful not seeing me all? " The man smiled meaningfully and leaned back in a leisurely manner, "Sorry for my bad memories。 I didn't see you treating me before—"
"Missed."
Ruan Zhiyin choked slightly, let out a long sigh of relief, and then denied: "I didn't."
Cheng Yuelin raised his chin slightly, and then asked with a chuckle, "No? In that case, why did you suddenly break into my room?"
"I want to borrow a hairdryer.” Only then did Ruan Zhiyin think of that, and she frowned slightly and asked, "It's you. Why don't you close the door when you take a shower?""
If it wasn't for him taking a shower without closing the door, she would definitely not have encountered the scene just now.
Cheng Yuelin still looked righteous and confident, put down his arms, put on the backrest in a relaxed posture, and slowly rubbed his fingers.
"I used to live alone. Why should I close the door?"
Before she could fight back, he continued， "And even if I didn't close the door, it's not the reason why you broke into the room and looked at me."
Ruan Zhiyin: "..."
Seeing his unrelenting attitude, Ruan Zhiyin couldn't help but retort, "But I called you before I went in, and I knocked on the door a few times. Why didn't you say anything?"
"Oh, didn't hear."
The man's voice was understated.
After speaking, seeing Ruan Zhiyin's slightly absurd expression, carelessly and casually added, "Why? The master bedroom bathroom is soundproofed. Is there any problem?"
Ruan Zhiyin was annoyed by him, but she had to admit that he really suffered a loss, and sighed back: "No. MY mistake about this matter. I apologize to you."
"Oh? just apologize?"
Ruan Zhiyin pursed her lower lip and frowned, "What do you want? I just glanced at it unintentionally."
"Ruan Zhiyin, you don't just look at it," Cheng Yuelin said lazily, his eyes met her, his voice dragged in a long tone, and he continued to correct, "Your hand...touched me."
touch him? Besides the unexpected collision, she just held him by the arm. How can it be considered touching him?
Ruan Zhiyin suddenly felt a headache, and she didn't know if it was because he made her angry or if it was just too late for her hair to dry.
But she knew that if she went on arguing, it must be the same: he was innocent, but he was so ignorantly attacked by her.
So she can only hold the mentality of peace of mind and ask again: "Then what do you want?"
Cheng Yuelin smiled and got up slowly.
The voice was calm, and he left his appeal: "The sandwiches last time were good. Make breakfast for a week to pay off the debt."
His goal was achieved. He said and left.
Ruan Zhiyin was left in the living room behind, and she couldn't help but want to indecently raise her middle finger at his back.
/ / /
"Can you imagine his attitude?"
Ruan Zhiyin was really annoyed. After returning to the bedroom, she couldn't help but start a voice call with her friends.
Looking back at Cheng Yuelin's unbridled demeanor just now, Ruan Zhiyin couldn't get excited while wearing the mask, but she still raised her eyebrows——
"It's my fault that I think he's gotten a lot better. Cheng Yuelin's attitude just now was exactly the same as when he was in high school."
Gu Linlang didn't know much about Cheng Yuelin in high school, but she knew that Ruan Zhiyin had a good temperament, and everyone thought she was gentle and quiet.
She was curious about how to make Ruan Zhiyin so angry, so she wondered, "Oh, what was his high school like?"
Ye Yanchu's voice came clearly, "Hahahaha, I have a picture in my mind. Yinyin described him as something… Yes, a particularly proud fighting cock!"
As soon as the voice fell, the three people in the voice burst into laughter.
Ruan Zhiyin's mood finally improved a bit when she thought of the description when she complained to Ye Yanchu.
After a few more simple chats, she hung up the phone and fell asleep.
In the dream, the arrogant fighting cock lowered his head, and even ran up to her and acted coquettishly.
/ / /
The next day, Ruan Zhiyin got up early as usual.
Although she was pissed off by Cheng Yuelin's righteous attitude yesterday, his requirements were not too harsh.
Originally, she was used to making breakfast by herself, now she just made an extra meal.
When she first studied abroad, Ruan Zhiyin was not used to eating Western food. At that time, she not only cooked breakfast, but also cooked Chinese food on weekends to satisfy her cravings.
Her roommate, a Japanese-Chinese, exaggeratedly praised Ruan Zhiyin's craftsmanship like her mother's, making her dumbfounded.
The huge villa had no servants, and when Ruan Zhiyin moved in, the kitchen seemed to have never been used. Kitchen utensils are neatly arranged, new and clean.
She guessed that Cheng Yuelin probably lived in the company most of the time before. No wonder the facilities on the top floor of Linheng would be so complete.
Ruan Zhiyin chopped some green onion, boiled a poached egg, heated oil and soy sauce as a base, and served two bowls of Yangchun noodles.
When she returned to the restaurant, Cheng Yuelin was already dressed in his usual suit and leather shoes, and sat down at the table in a relaxed manner.
Ruan Zhiyin walked over with the noodles and put one of the bowls in front of him, thinking that it was a good deed every day.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Yuelin is really difficult to serve.
After seeing the face in front of him, the man's straight eyebrows wrinkled, and he said critically, "Well, why did you make noodles? Can this be packed away?"
As soon as Ruan Zhiyin sat down, she was stunned by chopsticks.
Glancing at his tangled expression, she sneered: "Sure, as long as you are not afraid of the noodles sticking together."
Love to eat or not, she has already done it anyway.
Hearing her words, Cheng Yuelin seemed to think seriously for a while, then looked at her for a while, and finally picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles.
The noodles are refreshing and chewy, the soup base is fragrant, and even the poached eggs are runny.
In no time, the man ate all the noodles, and even... drank the soup.
When Ruan Zhiyin saw that he was eating with relish and gave her face, she no longer cares about his picky attitude, and couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth.
Then, she suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, my car has been towed for maintenance. Can you ask the driver to drop me by the way?"
She will not delay him to work. Send him first, and then ask the driver to drop her off.
Ruan Zhiyin felt that this request was not excessive.
But Cheng Yuelin leaned his arms around there, stared at her, and his eyes were filled with teasing: "Ruan Yingying, you say arrogant cockfight, will he kindly send you to work?"
Hearing his words, Ruan Zhiyin's hand holding the bowl suddenly froze, and she raised her head in surprise.
The man said in a lazy voice, "Oh, I forgot to tell you. The soundproofing of the master bedroom is really good, but the soundproofing of the second bedroom—”
"is not so good."