Embedded Files
Psst! We're moving!
When the surge subsided, there was silence.
Bo Ying had her arms wrapped around the man’s neck. Her face and body were covered in sweat, indistinguishable from whose, as He Jingxiu held her tightly in his arms.
The room was silent, save for the sound of the wind outside the window.
Listening closely, Bo Ying realized how strong the wind outside was.
Their breaths were still a little uneven, some heavy, some light.
The man’s hand rested on her cheek, as if cradling her. The pulse in his palm continuously transferred to her, giving her a sense of peace.
It was at this moment that Bo Ying felt truly complete.
Filled by the man’s presence.
She couldn’t help but hug him again.
Sensing her movement, He Jingxiu let out a deep, husky chuckle. His laughter, raw and sexy, brushed against her ear as he whispered, “Want another round?”
“...”
Bo Ying ignored him, pressing against his chest, and softly said, “I want a hug.”
He Jingxiu paused slightly, then indulged her.
He didn’t continue, letting her tease and embrace him.
After hugging for a while longer, He Jingxiu urged her, “Shower first? We can continue hugging when you come back?”
Bo Ying whined, “Mm, you help me wash.”
He Jingxiu curved his lips, “Alright.”
He was willing to do the work.
After showering, He Jingxiu also changed the bedsheets.
The two lay down again. Bo Ying was exhausted, but she really didn’t feel like sleeping.
She lay nestled in the man’s arms with her eyes closed, rambling about unimportant things.
He Jingxiu listened quietly, occasionally commenting a word or two, with an excellent attitude.
“He Jingxiu.”
Bo Ying suddenly called out.
He Jingxiu responded, his Adam’s apple bobbing, “What’s wrong?”
“I hate goodbyes so much,” Bo Ying mumbled, “I don’t like them.”
He Jingxiu paused, gently stroked her head, and softly said, “I know.”
Hearing his reply, Bo Ying couldn’t help but laugh, “What do you know?”
He Jingxiu touched the corner of her lips and replied, “We won’t part ways.”
Never again in this lifetime.
Bo Ying was slightly stunned, then laughed and snuggled into his arms, freeing a hand to poke his Adam’s apple playfully, “Then you must keep your word, otherwise—”
“Otherwise what?” He Jingxiu looked at her with deep eyes.
Bo Ying stared straight at him, thought for a moment, and said, “Otherwise, I’ll make your life miserable for the rest of your life.”
She uttered harsh words.
He Jingxiu smiled, “Good.”
He said, “Without you, I truly couldn’t live well either.”
In this lifetime, besides you, there’s no one else who can make me live out this life properly.
Bo Ying’s lips curled upwards slightly, and she said haughtily, “Isn’t it a bit early to say that?”
“Early for what?”
He Jingxiu pinched her cheek, “I’m taking you to meet my parents the day after tomorrow, is that still early?”
Bo Ying: “Huh?”
This sudden arrangement, why didn’t she know about it?
He Jingxiu saw her expression and knew she had forgotten. He reminded her, “Didn’t you promise me before?”
Bo Ying: “...”
________________________________________
The last time He Jingxiu brought it up, she did agree. She said she would go after the show ended. Now that the show was over, she really should fulfill her promise.
“But—” Bo Ying wanted to cry but no tears came out, “I haven’t made any preparations.”
“You have one more day to prepare.”
Bo Ying: “...”
“Then why didn’t you tell me tomorrow night?”
He Jingxiu paused, then said seriously, “I actually thought about that before.”
But since it came up just now, he decided to say it.
Bo Ying was choked by his words and quickly closed her eyes, saying, “Then don’t talk to me anymore, I want to sleep, I’m going shopping tomorrow.”
He Jingxiu curved his lips, “Want me to go with you?”
“Yes,” Bo Ying pulled him, “So you sleep with me.”
He Jingxiu readily agreed, not resisting at all.
The next day, Bo Ying called Sheng Chun early.
She couldn’t ask Chi Lu about this kind of thing, so she could only ask Sheng Chun for help. Although Sheng Chun and Pei Yan hadn’t reached the stage of marriage, Bo Ying had heard He Jingxiu say that Sheng Chun had actually met Pei Yan’s parents at his home before.
Receiving her call, Sheng Chun was speechless for a while, “You’re asking me now? I really don’t remember. Pei Yan prepared the things back then.”
“Ah?” Bo Ying was stunned, “He prepared the things to meet his parents?”
Sheng Chun: “Because I had no idea I was going to meet his parents before. He tricked me into going.”
Bo Ying: “...”
She paused, then said, “I’ve just imagined a whole new story.”
Sheng Chun choked, “Don’t imagine things, it might just be what you’re thinking.”
Hearing that, Bo Ying raised an eyebrow, feeling that her words were ambiguous. Her eyes darted around as she probed, “You two made up?”
“Guess.”
Bo Ying didn’t need to guess; the answer was already obvious.
She smiled, “Then let’s get together for dinner next week, do you have time?”
“I’ll make time in advance.”
“Okay.”
Bo Ying thought for a moment, “Then can you ask CEO Pei? What did he prepare back then?”
“Alright,” Sheng Chun shuffled out in her slippers, calling out to the man in the kitchen, “Pei Yan, what gifts did you prepare last time when you tricked me into going home to meet your parents and said they were from me?”
Pei Yan: “...”
Looking at his expression, Sheng Chun was puzzled, “Did you forget?”
“No, I didn’t forget,” Pei Yan glanced at the phone in her hand and said indifferently, “Tell Bo Ying to ask He Jingxiu. His parents’ preferences are different from my parents’.”
“Oh.”
Pei Yan looked at her, puzzled, “Why would she even think of asking you?”
Hearing that, Sheng Chun couldn’t help but glare at him, “What’s wrong with me? Why can’t she ask me?”
Pei Yan thought back and couldn’t help but smile, “Your performance that day—”
“What about my performance? Was it bad?” Sheng Chun pressed.
Pei Yan smiled without speaking. He just wanted to say that if he hadn’t liked her, with her performance that day, his parents’ approval would have been quite difficult to obtain.
“I’m asking you.”
“Nothing,” Pei Yan looked at her, “Did the call hang up?”
Sheng Chun was stunned and turned to look at her phone, only to find the screen was black.
She guessed Bo Ying hung up because she couldn’t bear to listen anymore.
“What’s wrong?”
Sheng Chun didn’t care and placed her phone aside.
Pei Yan picked her up and placed her on the counter, then lowered his head to kiss her, saying, “You don’t seem hungry yet—”
“I...” The word “hungry” hadn’t even come out when Pei Yan sealed her mouth.
...
Bo Ying listened to the young couple’s playful banter, but she really couldn’t stand it anymore, so she quietly hung up the phone.
After hanging up, she sent two messages to Sheng Chun, then ran to the study to find He Jingxiu.
“He Jingxiu, I didn’t get an answer.”
He Jingxiu smiled and told her, “My dad likes fishing. I’ve already bought fishing gear and put it there. Just bring it over.”
Bo Ying’s eyes lit up, “What about your mom?”
“My mom?”
He Jingxiu thought for a moment, then pulled her onto his lap, “She likes you.”
“Be serious.”
Bo Ying laughed.
He Jingxiu: “That’s the truth.”
“What else does she like besides me?”
He Jingxiu thought for a moment, “She likes shopping for clothes, and she likes bags and jewelry.”
Bo Ying choked slightly, “Then I’ll buy an aunt a bag?”
“I’ve already bought it,” He Jingxiu looked at her with a smile, “So you just need to come back with me.”
Bo Ying: “...”
________________________________________
Despite his words, Bo Ying still arranged to go shopping with Zheng Jinyao that afternoon.
What He Jingxiu bought was what He Jingxiu bought; what she bought was what she bought.
Knowing she was going to meet He Jingxiu’s parents tomorrow, Bo Yan even transferred a sum of money to her.
Bo Ying stood in the mall, counting the money. Zheng Jinyao leaned over and glanced at it, “How much money did your brother give you for shopping?”
After looking, she grabbed Bo Ying’s hand and started counting, her eyes widening, “Holy cow, thirty million or three million? Did I miscount?”
“The former.”
Miss Bo Ying, instantly rich, looked at Zheng Jinyao with curved eyes and urged, “Let’s go, let’s go! That bag you liked last time, I’ll buy it for you today.”
Zheng Jinyao: “...”
She wanted to struggle and be polite for a moment, but seeing that enviable string of numbers, she didn’t hesitate, “Alright, then I’ll treat you to dinner today.”
Bo Ying choked a little, “You should at least say you’ll get me a gift in return.”
Zheng Jinyao shrugged, “No, I won’t.”
She smiled, “Don’t even think about it, I’m much poorer than you.”
Bo Ying snorted lightly, “Hasn’t Professor Zheng been helping you out lately?”
Zheng Jinyao’s parents were both university professors, from a highly educated family. Because of this, she had a filter for the profession of professor.
“Not yet,” Zheng Jinyao sighed, “They’re urging me to go on blind dates lately, saying if I don’t go, they won’t give me living expenses anymore.”
In reality, the money she earned herself was more than enough to live on, and she could even save a large sum. But her parents had a unique mindset: if she didn’t take their money, they felt she was independent and didn’t need them anymore. To make them feel still needed, Zheng Jinyao occasionally had to feign poverty and ask her two professor parents for money.
Bo Ying knew this and couldn’t help but laugh, “Then just go. If it really doesn’t work out, tell them to find you a professor at their school.”
Hearing that, Zheng Jinyao choked, “The more impressive professors at their school are all over thirty-five.”
She liked those under thirty.
“Then a new semester will start after the New Year. Maybe there will be new professors.”
“You have a point,” Zheng Jinyao nodded very seriously, “I’ll go to the school for a meal someday and observe.”
Bo Ying teased her, “If all else fails, a university student would work too.”
Zheng Jinyao cooperated, “You have a point.”
The two laughed for a while, then started shopping.
Bo Ying pondered for a long time, thinking it was winter, and chose two scarves for He Jingxiu’s mother and a tea set for his father.
They weren’t very expensive, but not cheap either. More importantly, both gifts were very suitable for elders.
Of course, in the end, not only did she not forget to buy a bag for Zheng Jinyao, but she also chose a pair of cufflinks for He Jingxiu.
As for her benefactor, Bo Yan, she naturally wouldn’t forget him either.
When He Jingxiu came to pick her up, there were several bags piled beside her.
He raised an eyebrow, curious but didn’t ask.
After getting in the car, He Jingxiu finally asked, “Zheng Jinyao left?”
“Yes,” Bo Ying said, “She’s going back to her parents’ place for dinner today, and left a bit early to avoid traffic.”
He Jingxiu nodded.
At this point, Bo Ying turned to He Jingxiu, “I have a question for you.”
“Mm?”
“Does what you said before still count?”
He Jingxiu didn’t understand which words she was referring to, “What?”
Bo Ying reminded him, “That thing, about introducing a high-quality young man to Yaoyao.”
He Jingxiu: “...”
He was exasperated, “You really want me to introduce a boyfriend to Zheng Jinyao?”
“Not exactly,” Bo Ying said, “I’m just curious if any of your friends are professors. Yaoyao likes professors.”
He Jingxiu: “Only professors?”
“That’s the first choice!” Zheng Jinyao had a natural sense of reverence for professors. If she didn’t dislike being constrained, she could have actually gone back to teach at a university herself after returning to China.
He Jingxiu thought for a moment, “I don’t think so.”
Bo Ying: “Alright then.”
She smiled brightly, “Then she’ll just have to rely on herself.”
“...”
“What did you buy?”
He Jingxiu finally remembered to ask her.
Bo Ying: “Lots, you’ll see when we get back.”
He Jingxiu smiled, “Okay.”
________________________________________
Upon arriving home, Bo Ying presented the gifts she had bought to He Jingxiu one by one.
The gifts were thoughtfully chosen and suitable for both elders.
As she spoke, Bo Ying suddenly remembered a major detail, “Will your cousin be at home?”
He Jingxiu had a cousin who was a high school student.
He Jingxiu: “Probably not tomorrow, don’t worry. You’ll have a chance to meet her later.”
Bo Ying glanced at him, “I’m not worried about that. I mainly feel that if she’s there, we should prepare a gift for her, we can’t go empty-handed.”
Young girls like gifts; she had to prepare them in advance.
“She won’t be there.”
He Jingxiu said, “My mom was afraid you’d be nervous, so she ordered all the relatives not to come to the house tomorrow.”
Bo Ying: “...?”
Wasn’t this a bit too grand?
The next morning, Bo Ying woke up early.
This time, it wasn’t about choosing gifts, but choosing clothes.
She had moved many clothes to He Jingxiu’s place, occupying a large portion of his walk-in closet, but now she couldn’t find an outfit she was satisfied with.
“He Jingxiu, which one should I wear?”
He Jingxiu, pulled awake by her, had already seen her change three outfits.
He rubbed his temples and murmured, “This one you’re wearing right now is very good.”
Bo Ying looked at herself in the mirror. It was a dress, a bit revealing at the chest.
“No, it’s too revealing.”
He Jingxiu: “...My mom likes revealing clothes.”
Bo Ying’s eyes widened as she stared at him, “What did you say?”
He Jingxiu smiled helplessly, “They’ll like whatever you wear, revealing or conservative, as long as you like it.”
“No,” Bo Ying insisted, then chose again in the walk-in closet, finally picking a small Chanel-style suit. She looked up at He Jingxiu, “How’s this?”
“This one.”
He Jingxiu looked at her, “Put it on.”
Bo Ying also thought it looked good.
The Chanel-style suit was a black and white checkered pattern, not too exaggerated, nor did it look dull. It appeared intellectual and well-behaved, particularly suitable for her.
Bo Ying had always suited the Chanel-style aesthetic, looking adorable in it.
After changing, the two officially set out.
________________________________________
When they first got in the car, Bo Ying wasn’t particularly nervous. It was when the car drove into the He family villa that she belatedly felt a sense of nervousness.
“I’m nervous.”
He Jingxiu glanced at her, “You have me.”
Bo Ying thought about it, and it was true.
After parking the car, He Jingxiu got out and walked around to her side to open her door.
As soon as the car door opened, before Bo Ying could even step out, Mrs. Chen’s voice came from not far away, “You’re back.”
Bo Ying was stunned. Her feet hit the ground, and she immediately called out, “Good morning, Auntie.”
Chen Peiyi looked at her, smiling, “Yingying, right? Come in quickly.”
“...Okay.”
He Jingxiu saw her nervous look, bent down, and whispered in her ear, “My mom really likes you, don’t worry.”
“Mm.”
Entering the house with Mrs. Chen, He Jingxiu’s father was also waiting for them in the living room.
Seeing Bo Ying, he even stood up and greeted her.
He Jingxiu resembled his father somewhat, both having handsome, well-defined features, deep-set eyes, and tall builds.
At his age, his figure was still upright, exuding an aura of someone accustomed to high positions. But upon seeing Bo Ying, his features softened considerably, looking exceptionally gentle.
“Yingying, make yourself at home, sit wherever you like.”
Bo Ying obediently responded.
Mrs. Chen wasn’t so particular; she had been looking forward to Bo Ying’s visit for a long time, and she hadn’t come until now.
As soon as Bo Ying arrived, she pulled her over and started chatting.
Bo Ying had He Jingxiu present the gifts. Mrs. Chen immediately opened them, “Come, try this on for Auntie.”
Bo Ying suppressed a laugh, “Okay.”
Mrs. Chen draped the scarf around her and looked at the other two, “How is it? Doesn’t the scarf Yingying picked for me look good?”
He’s father nodded, “It looks good.”
He unwrapped his own gift and boasted, “My tea set also has a lot of character. I’ll use it to make tea for everyone today.”
He Jingxiu had a headache, “You two need to restrain yourselves.”
Mrs. Chen glared at him, scolding, “I waited for nearly thirty years to finally have a daughter-in-law come home, and you’re telling me to restrain myself? He Jingxiu, are you even human?”
He Jingxiu: “...”
Bo Ying stood by, unable to hold back a laugh.
“Right, Yingying?” Mrs. Chen lamented, “It’s all his fault for being unpromising, otherwise Auntie could have met you much earlier.”
Bo Ying was startled, “My fault?”
“Your fault for what? It’s He Jingxiu, just like his dad, he has ideas but doesn’t act on them, pretending to be aloof,” Mrs. Chen relentlessly complained.
He Jingxiu: “...”
He’s father, innocently caught in the crossfire: “?”
The atmosphere in He Jingxiu’s family was very good.
He was an only child. Mrs. Chen had a cheerful and enthusiastic personality, and her mindset was particularly youthful.
She and Bo Ying even chatted about celebrities when they got together.
As they chatted, Mrs. Chen suddenly remembered a big event.
“Yingying, wasn’t one of your shows aired last night?”
Bo Ying: “...Yes.”
She had originally wanted to watch it last night, but He Jingxiu, afraid she’d get more nervous, pulled her to the audio-visual room early, and the two nestled inside watching a movie.
Of course, the movie wasn’t finished; both their minds had simultaneously drifted to adult-rated matters.
When she woke up this morning, Bo Ying, preoccupied with choosing clothes, also forgot to watch and forgot to search online for everyone’s reviews of the show.
Mrs. Chen’s eyes lit up, “Then shall we watch it together?”
She had been looking forward to it for a long time.
Bo Ying was exasperated but amused, “Okay.”
The variety show officially began playing.
Bo Ying felt a little unaccustomed to seeing herself on screen.
At the very beginning, of course, were their audition clips.
When it played to Bo Ying’s part, the camera lingered for a long time.
As they watched, Mrs. Chen suddenly pointed at Fang Boyu and asked, “Yingying, this person is quite good, and quite handsome.”
Bo Ying was about to speak when a barrage of comments flashed across the screen—
[Ahhhhhh, these two look so good together!]
Bo Ying: “...”
He Jingxiu: “...”
Google Sites
Report abuse