boyutpedia Chapter 138 is slightly off, I can't see you.
Chapter 138 is slightly off, I can't see you.
Lin Xi wanted to ask but didn't know how to start. She glanced at Duan Yiheng, who simply nodded to Sister Mei.
After breakfast, the two went upstairs.
Duan Yiheng didn't go inside with her, saying, "Wait for me a moment."
Lin Xi nodded. She had gone to bed late last night and had some dark circles under her eyes, so she needed to put on some light makeup.
Just as she sat down at the dressing table, Duan Yiheng came in carrying a dark brown wooden box with engraved patterns.
"What is it?" Lin Xi asked, turning around.
Duan Yiheng turned around, placed the box on her bed, and beckoned to her: "Come and take a look."
Lin Xi walked over and was taken aback when she saw the label on the wooden box: "Cheongsam?"
Duan Yiheng hummed in agreement and opened the box for her.
Lin Xi's gaze was instantly drawn to a moon-white winter cheongsam embroidered with jasmine.
The moonlight was clear and bright; the jasmine blossoms didn't seem to bloom in summer, but rather in the wind and snow.
"Try it on, you can wear it in the second year of junior high."
"Wearing this on the second day of the Lunar New Year?" Lin Xi looked at Duan Yiheng in confusion. "Are you going somewhere to pay New Year's visits?"
“Grandma wants to see you,” Duan Yiheng said. “Come with me on the second day of the Lunar New Year.”
"How could that be? Besides, when you go to the second year of junior high, your uncle's family will definitely be there too. What would it be like for me to go and calculate?" Lin Xi's expression clearly showed disbelief.
Duan Yiheng took out his phone and dialed the old lady's number directly.
"What are you doing?" Lin Xi was startled and stood on tiptoe to reach for his phone.
Once the call is made and the question is asked, the old lady can't very well say she doesn't want to see her, can she?
"Duan Yiheng!"
"Grandma," Duan Yiheng greeted her with a smile, putting his phone to Lin Xi's ear and subtly placing his other hand on her waist.
Lin Xi's attention was completely drawn to the old lady on the other end of the phone.
"I came here with Yi Heng on the second day of the Lunar New Year. There were no outsiders. We were still in that alley, just the three of us."
Before Lin Xi could answer, Duan Yiheng snatched the phone away again and said into it, "Understood, I'll bring her to see you on the second day of the Lunar New Year."
Lin Xi glared at him: "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
Duan Yiheng quickly changed the subject: "Give it a try."
"Don't try."
"That works too, it should be suitable."
Lin Xi: "..."
She knew it was suitable at a glance.
No wonder Anita Mui brought people to take her measurements a while ago; she said she wanted to order new clothes for the Chinese New Year.
The wardrobe is full of new clothes, but the highlight is this cheongsam.
Lin Xi put the cheongsam into the dressing room, then said to Duan Yiheng, "Come here."
Duan Yiheng followed her over and saw her squeeze some liquid from the bottles and jars, mix them together, and then dip a brush into it.
"Come here, lower your head," Lin Xi called out. "Otherwise it's too high, I can't reach it."
Duan Yiheng bent down to cooperate, and Lin Xi covered his wounds in small amounts several times.
He lowered his eyes slightly, staring intently at her.
The two were so close that Lin Xi couldn't possibly be unaware.
She raised her hand and pressed it against his face, her voice slightly unsteady: "Turn a little."
Duan Yiheng's gaze fell on the bottles and jars: "Turn to the side, I can't see you."
Lin Xi's hand trembled, and he applied a little too much force.
Duan Yiheng hissed, and Lin Xi said apologetically, "I'm sorry."
Duan Yiheng's eyes flickered, a triumphant smile playing on his lips: "How will you compensate me?"
"What compensation?" Lin Xi stared blankly, "How about you hit me?"
"Okay." Duan Yiheng straightened up, turned around and sat on the dressing table, looking at Lin Xi. "Come here."
The wounds on his face were mostly covered up. Lin Xi put down her makeup brush, her eyes slightly wary.
She always felt that Duan Yiheng's gaze was malicious.
Duan Yiheng raised his hand and pulled her into his arms unexpectedly, holding her waist tightly to prevent her from moving.
"Just flick your forehead, don't move."
Lin Xi instinctively covered her forehead; this hurt too much.
"Don't move," Duan Yiheng threatened her, pretending to pinch his fingers and breathe on them.
As expected, Lin Xi closed his eyes.
Duan Yiheng chuckled: "Don't dodge, the more you dodge, the harder I'll hit."
Lin Xi stopped moving and leaned forward slightly: "You, you be gentle."
She played this game when she was a child and cried after being flicked.
She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and fluttered her eyelashes. Duan Yiheng smiled silently, then leaned down and kissed her lips.
Lin Xi suddenly opened her eyes and pushed him away.
Duan Yiheng looked at her with a smile in his dark eyes.
The pebble fell into the water with a "plop," and Lin Xi's heart skipped a beat.
An unexpected attack, tinged with ambiguity, caused her to fall in love once again, unable to suppress her feelings.
"You...you really are..."
Lin Xi couldn't come up with a specific word for a long time, then turned and went downstairs.
Duan Yiheng chuckled at her charming little gestures.
He leisurely went downstairs, only to be greeted by Sister Mei's comment: "Why did you make her angry during the New Year?"
“She’s not angry.” Duan Yiheng chuckled and chased after Lin Xi.
He was overjoyed to learn that Lin Xi had rejected Duan Mingxuan.
Upon entering the North Courtyard, Duan Zheng, Chen Baiwei, and Duan Mingxuan were already there.
Lin Xi greeted everyone, then slowly strolled to the French windows in the living room to look at the red lanterns hanging in the courtyard.
The style of the North Courtyard is Chinese, which is quite suitable.
Duan Yiheng entered the corridor and exchanged glances with Lin Xi through the glass.
Lin Xi pursed her lips and turned her head away.
Duan Mingxuan walked up to her and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing standing here?"
Lin Xi glanced at him sideways and said, "Take a look at the lanterns."
Duan Mingxuan wasn't very interested in the lanterns; they were the same every year. He stared at Lin Xi and asked, "Did Grandpa buy you a house in Tiandu Yuxi?"
Lin Xi nodded.
"When are you moving in?" Duan Mingxuan asked excitedly.
Lin Xi's heart sank: "After the New Year."
Duan Mingxuan curled his lips: "I don't know how my older brother offended Grandpa, and now he's been laid off and is staying at home. What about your job?"
"I'll have my own plans for work after the New Year," Lin Xi said without elaborating further.
Duan Mingxuan: "I'm going to work at the company after the New Year, as my dad's assistant."
Lin Xi was taken aback: "You?"
“Yes, people have to grow up eventually.” Duan Mingxuan said meaningfully, “My older brother is the heir, and he is indeed excellent, but the company is so big that he can’t carry it all by himself, so I’ll go and help my dad.”
Lin Xi frowned. When Duan Yiheng first joined the company, he climbed his way up from the bottom. With just one word from Duan Mingxuan, he became Duan Zheng's assistant.
This position allows you to access the group's core business and clients, making it an excellent opportunity to build connections and gain experience.
Moreover, it allows them to avoid direct competition with Duan Yiheng and conserve their energy.
It has to be said that Duan Zheng was truly biased.
"I'm going to the restroom." Lin Xi turned and left, intending to tell Duan Yiheng the news.
After turning around, he ran into Duan Yiheng in the stairwell.
"I'm looking for you—"
"Give."
Lin Xi paused abruptly, looked down, and saw a pretty little lantern swaying gently in mid-air.