WG - 86

After June, the weather gradually grew hotter.

Chi Zhiyu was basically too lazy to go out, either staying at home or in the dance studio—both had air conditioning.

But Xie Ye wouldn’t let her run the air conditioning constantly. Whenever he saw her turn it down, he’d turn it back up.

Chi Zhiyu was helpless. “I’ll only use it for a little while, not constantly.”

Xie Ye leaned back on the sofa, setting the temperature at 26 degrees Celsius, and said languidly, “Oh, I’m just adjusting it for a little while too.”

“...” Chi Zhiyu glared at him resentfully. “Xie Ye, do you know what the temperature is outside?”

Xie Ye, looking at documents on his computer, casually humored her, “Tell me.”

“37 degrees,” Chi Zhiyu logically analyzed for him. “And I just got back, so my body temperature will be even higher. You only set it to 26 degrees, I don’t feel cool and comfortable at all. So, for my pleasant mood, please turn down the temperature. Thank you.”

Hearing her long speech, Xie Ye glanced at her and only gave one word: “Oh.”

“...”

Chi Zhiyu felt a mouthful of air stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down. Suppressing her anger, she glanced at the time and demanded, “Why aren’t you at the company yet?”

This person went directly to Xie’s Group after graduation, but only after gaining experience at the department manager level.

Hearing this, Xie Ye curled his lips, “What are you plotting?”

Caught, Chi Zhiyu’s expression remained calm, “Can’t you work properly? Why are you back in the middle of the day?”

“If I didn’t come back,” Xie Ye looked at her, “you’d be here blasting the air conditioning at 16 degrees?”

Chi Zhiyu argued with him, “I told you I’d only use it for a little while. How can you doubt me?”

Xie Ye was too lazy to discuss the matter with her. He picked up the slightly cooled brown sugar water from the coffee table and handed it to her. “Drink it.”

Chi Zhiyu shook her head, “I’m still hot. I’ll drink it later.”

Xie Ye tutted, “Do you want your stomach to hurt again?”

“My stomach doesn’t hurt now,” Chi Zhiyu frowned. “It’s fine to drink it later.”

“Who said it’s fine?” Xie Ye pulled her into his arms, directly bringing the cup to her lips. “Drink it while it’s warm, otherwise, if your stomach hurts later, I won’t care.”

Chi Zhiyu looked at the cup. “What did you put in it?”

“Brown sugar.” Xie Ye waited for a moment, seeing she still hadn’t drunk it, and urged, “Hurry up.”

But Chi Zhiyu seemed to not hear the latter half of his sentence. She looked at the cup and continued to ask, sticking to her own words, “But why is there so much? Did you add too much water?”

“...”

Xie Ye was expressionless. “Are you going to drink it or not?”

Unable to escape, Chi Zhiyu finally gave up struggling. She reached out, took the cup, and quietly drank it.

Xie Ye stared at her, like a supervising teacher, commanding, “Finish it.”

Chi Zhiyu bit the rim of the cup, no longer resisting, and obediently finished drinking. She then handed him the cup, lazily leaning into his embrace, and sighed.

The warmth in her lower abdomen did feel a bit more comfortable, but her body temperature also rose, making her a little hot.

“Don’t you know what your own body is like?” Xie Ye pinched her cold fingertips, his tone threatening, “If you keep blasting the air conditioning, I’ll sell it.”

Chi Zhiyu was amused and turned to look at him, “Are you trying to roast me alive?”

Xie Ye pinched her face. “Can’t you just use a fan?”

Chi Zhiyu bargained, “But I’m hot. What if I get heatstroke?”

“Oh,” Xie Ye said directly, “Then just drink some zhengqi shui.”

“...” Chi Zhiyu choked. “Are you sick?”

“Who are you cursing?” Xie Ye pinched her nose. “Go to sleep quickly.”

Chi Zhiyu had woken up early that morning to go to the theater, and now she was indeed a bit sleepy. She hummed in agreement, turned her head and burrowed into his neck, leaning against him, closing her eyes and lazily saying, “I’m sleeping.”

“Sleeping where?” Xie Ye chuckled. “Go back to the room to sleep.”

Chi Zhiyu hugged him, her tone slightly drawn out, “You carry me. I’m too lazy to walk.”

Xie Ye slightly tilted his head and looked down at her. “Chi Zhiyu, why are you so delicate?”

Chi Zhiyu retorted, “How am I delicate?”

Xie Ye hugged her back with one hand and said idly, “This isn’t delicate?”

Having been with him for a long time, Chi Zhiyu had naturally grown thick-skinned. She casually said, “I’m just lazy. Haven’t you ever seen that?”

Xie Ye was amused, “Chi Zhiyu, have you no shame?”

“I think...” Chi Zhiyu mused, “you’re more shameless than I am.”

Xie Ye lowered his head and bit her lip, “Still learning to slander people.”

“You said it about me first,” Chi Zhiyu yawned. “Besides, everyone can see what you’re like.”

“What am I like?” Xie Ye raised an eyebrow, reaching out to wipe away the tears from her yawn. “Everyone can see that I’m good-tempered and handsome, understand?”

“Handsome, I can understand, but this...” Chi Zhiyu opened her eyes and looked at him, “Xie Ye, do you have some misunderstanding about your temper?”

“...”

Xie Ye tugged at his lip, accustomed to her critiques, but still replied in his annoying and arrogant way, “No, I don’t.”

“...” Chi Zhiyu was too lazy to continue talking to him. She turned her head and rested it on his shoulder. “Don’t talk to me. I’m going to sleep.”

Xie Ye kissed her cheek, “Sleep.”

...

After Chi Zhiyu fell asleep in his arms, Xie Ye glanced at the time. With one arm around her, he casually shut down his computer, then, maintaining her current position, carried her to the master bedroom.

He gently placed her on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

Chi Zhiyu vaguely sensed it, and with effort, opened her eyes to look at him.

Xie Ye lowered his head and kissed her face. “I’m leaving.”

Chi Zhiyu was very sleepy. She was too lazy to even respond, simply rolled over and continued to sleep.

Seeing this, Xie Ye inexplicably felt a surge of mischief. He reached out and, through the quilt, pulled her closer. He lowered his head and kissed her, his tongue pressing in, forcefully disrupting her breathing.

The next second, Chi Zhiyu instantly frowned, wanting to bite him.

Xie Ye sensed it and immediately retreated, not forgetting to kiss her lips. He threatened in a low voice, “Sleep honestly. Don’t touch the air conditioner.”

“...”

Chi Zhiyu closed her eyes and pushed him away, annoyed. “Get lost.”

Being cursed at, Xie Ye didn’t get angry. Instead, he chuckled a few times, tucked her in, and then adjusted the air conditioning before closing the door and leaving.

...

At three in the afternoon.

Chi Zhiyu was woken up by her phone ringing. Drowsily, she fumbled for her phone, answered with her eyes closed, “Hello?”

“Hello what, hello?” Wu Xuan’s voice came through. “Have you left yet?”

Chi Zhiyu’s voice was heavy with sleep, “Left for what?”

Wu Xuan: “Sister, didn’t we say we were going to the mall this afternoon to look at gifts?”

Reminded by her, Chi Zhiyu remembered this matter. She opened her eyes and asked with a slightly hoarse voice, “Have you left?”

Wu Xuan: “Not yet, just calling to ask you first.”

Chi Zhiyu: “Then wait for me for ten minutes.”

Wu Xuan: “Why?”

Chi Zhiyu: “I need to get up.”

“...”

Wu Xuan drove to the bottom of the apartment building and, seeing the woman emerging from inside, honked her horn to signal.

Chi Zhiyu quickly walked to the car, opened the door, and sat in the passenger seat, buckling her seatbelt. She sighed, “It’s already 3:30. Why is it so hot?”

“It might get even hotter in a few days,” Wu Xuan started the car and drove off. “You’ll just have to bear it.”

Chi Zhiyu tutted, took out her phone, and sent a message to Xie Ye, saying she was going to Wanda Plaza with Wu Xuan to buy things.

The journey wasn’t far. The two got out of the car and took the elevator up to the clothing section.

Wu Xuan linked arms with her and asked, “Have you decided what to buy for Li Taoran?”

“No,” Chi Zhiyu blinked. “He doesn’t lack anything. Should I buy him some diet pills instead?”

“...” Wu Xuan was speechless. “Are you trying to ruin his chances?”

Chi Zhiyu laughed, “But I really can’t think of anything else.”

Wu Xuan also had a headache, “We should have known better than to promise him a gift if he found a girlfriend.”

“I never thought he’d find a girlfriend so quickly,” Chi Zhiyu said honestly. “I thought it would take a long time.”

Previously, Li Taoran used to complain to them, weeping about not having a girlfriend and being stuck as a backup. She never expected him to find a girlfriend in just two months.

Wu Xuan looked at her, “Should we just not buy anything? Anyway, he doesn’t lack anything.”

“Let’s still buy something,” Chi Zhiyu smiled. “It’s not easy for him to finally get a girlfriend. We can’t not wish him well.”

Hearing this, Wu Xuan raised an eyebrow, “A-Yu.”

Chi Zhiyu: “Hm?”

Wu Xuan: “You’re so annoying.”

“...”

The two casually browsed around and finally bought a simple matching hoodie set for couples. Then they each bought clothes for their boyfriends.

After shopping, Wu Xuan pulled Chi Zhiyu to a dessert shop upstairs and ordered some items.

As they ate cake, Chi Zhiyu coincidentally received a message from Xie Ye asking if she was home yet.

Chi Zhiyu: [Still at the mall, what’s up?]

Xie Ye: [Off work. Coming to pick you up.]

Chi Zhiyu: [Okay.]

After sending that, Chi Zhiyu also sent him the name of the shop they were at.

Wu Xuan watched her replying to the message and raised an eyebrow: “Xie Ye checking up on you?”

“No,” Chi Zhiyu explained. “He’s coming to pick me up later.”

Wu Xuan heard this and let out an “oh,” “What’s he doing? Coming to show off his love?”

Chi Zhiyu chuckled, “Then you should also tell your boyfriend to come over and show off your love.”

“I’m sorry,” Wu Xuan said with an overly dramatic tone and expression, “He just said he was coming to pick me up. He might be here soon.”

“...” Chi Zhiyu couldn’t stand it. “Talk properly.”

Wu Xuan also found it a bit sickening and started chatting with her about the upcoming Mutao Cup competition.

The two talked desultorily until Xie Ye arrived to pick them up, interrupting their conversation.

Xie Ye glanced at the hot milk in front of Chi Zhiyu on the table, said nothing, pulled out a chair nearby, sat down, and very casually joined the conversation.

But Wu Xuan couldn’t stand his stern face and arrogant, annoying remarks. “Go, go, stop talking, hurry up and take your girlfriend and leave.”

“Oh,” Xie Ye said lazily, “Correction: she’s not my girlfriend.”

Wu Xuan: “?”

Chi Zhiyu sat beside him, heard his words, and was also a little confused.

Xie Ye, in front of them, casually stated, “She’s my fiancée.”

Wu Xuan: “...”

Oh.

Chi Zhiyu recovered and saw Wu Xuan’s expression. She cleared her throat and led Xie Ye out first. As they walked out of the store, they happened to run into Song Yi.

Chi Zhiyu greeted him and gestured to Wu Xuan inside the store.

Song Yi thanked her, probably saw Wu Xuan, and walked over to her side with a smile.

Chi Zhiyu saw this scene and, on the way back, still exclaimed to Xie Ye, “Song Yi is very good to Wu Xuan. They might even get engaged this year.”

Xie Ye clearly had no interest in this topic and just hummed casually.

“No,” Chi Zhiyu looked at his attitude and chuckled, “Wu Xuan is our friend after all. If she’s getting engaged, don’t you have any thoughts?”

Perhaps reminded by her, Xie Ye nodded, “Hmm, a few.”

Chi Zhiyu was curious, “What are you thinking?”

Xie Ye tapped the steering wheel with his finger and leisurely said, “Our engagement was earlier than hers.”

“...” Chi Zhiyu blinked, “What’s wrong with being earlier than her?”

Xie Ye tilted his chin slightly, turned his head to look at her, and said bluntly, “Tell Wu Xuan’s partner to come and learn from us.”

“?”

“My proposal standard.”

“...”