Chapter 9 (2/2): The Table Got Wet

Tonight, she’d gotten a satisfaction she’d never had before since her skin hunger got severe.

Miss Xu Nanyin: [Mm… it was alright.]

A Li: [Just alright? Then the ads must have been exaggerating.]

Miss Xu Nanyin rubbed her face. How could she let A Li know she hadn’t even used the little toy, but had borrowed Song Huaixu’s body instead.

What’s done is done. She’d better sleep.

Maybe it was because her mind finally got some relief, but she slept soundly until morning.

When she woke, A Li was ironing the clothes she’d wear today.

“How about this white dress today?” A Li suggested.

“…Okay.”

Miss Xu Nanyin blinked, thinking of the other white dress in the dirty laundry, but since A Li had spent so long ironing, she didn’t want to trouble her again.

The Xu Family’s Old House was in the city center.

After so many years, Miss Xu Nanyin saw that old Western-style house again.

Deep memories surfaced—she’d lived here for a while as a child. Later, the whole family moved to Port City and never returned.

But now, someone was living in that house.

Could they be caretakers?

Miss Xu Nanyin looked puzzled.

She checked the address and, after confirming it was right, she and A Li stood outside the door for only a moment before someone came out.

“What are you two doing at my door?”

It was a tall girl.

“This is your house?”

Miss Xu Nanyin asked.

“If it’s not my house, is it yours?” the girl shot back.

“You look pretty, but why do you ask such weird questions?”

“Tang Shuang, who are you talking to?”

Yue Yajun came out from inside.

When she saw Miss Xu Nanyin, she felt a sense of familiarity but couldn’t recall where they’d met.

Miss Xu Nanyin frowned.

A Li also felt something was off.

When she’d come before and noticed people living here, she’d thought they were just staff arranged by the madam.

She whispered, “Zhuzhu, something’s wrong.”

Miss Xu Nanyin nodded.

It couldn’t be a case of someone seizing the house, since that would be easy to expose.

Then it must mean this family really bought the house.

When was it sold?

Who sold it?

If her mother didn’t know, then her father must have done it behind her back.

This house really did seem to be her father’s pre-marriage ancestral property.

Miss Xu Nanyin’s lashes lowered as she let out a breath.

“Let’s go.”

Tang Shuang grumbled, “Those two are weird. Are they scoping out the place? Or did they hear Tingchuan-ge is coming to pick us up soon and want to bump into him?”

Yue Yajun, on the other hand, thought the voice sounded familiar.

“Wait, did you attend my birthday party last night? I think I’ve seen you before.”

If they could get to know each other, maybe she could use it as an excuse to bump into Song Huaixu.

Miss Xu Nanyin didn’t care to respond, and led A Li away.

A flashy sports car suddenly roared in from outside, making a huge racket.

Song Tingchuan poked his head out from the driver’s seat.

“Yajun, are you ready yet?”

Miss Xu Nanyin hated this kind of rich kid showing off with loud cars.

As she walked past, Song Tingchuan’s eyes lit up.

He hadn’t noticed before, but when did such a pretty, well-behaved girl show up here?

“Hello, can we get to know each other?”

He took off his sunglasses and smiled at Miss Xu Nanyin.

“I’m Song Tingchuan. There’s no one in Ning City who doesn’t know me.”

Miss Xu Nanyin: “…”

What a show-off. Luckily, no one in Port City knows her ex-fiancé is like this.

A Li: “Don’t know you.”

She’d learned Mandarin from Miss Xu Nanyin for a long time. If she didn’t say long sentences, you couldn’t hear any accent.

“Hey?”

Song Tingchuan hadn’t expected to be shut down.

“That’s because you’re ignorant! I wasn’t talking to you anyway.”

“I wasn’t talking to you either!”

A Li wasn’t afraid of him at all.

“If you want to chase after my Miss, get in line. Maybe you’ll get a turn next life.”

Song Tingchuan: ?

He was rendered speechless by this little girl, then looked at Miss Xu Nanyin.

She was smiling with her lips pressed together, and all his annoyance instantly vanished.

If he could make a beauty smile, that was good enough.

“Tingchuan, what are you doing?”

Yue Yajun came over, feeling annoyed.

“This girl had a disagreement with Tang Shuang just now.”

“What disagreement?”

Song Tingchuan asked.

He turned his head, but Miss Xu Nanyin and A Li had already left and driven away.

He felt a little disappointed.

“They seemed to be scoping the place.”

Yue Yajun forced a smile, saying a few perfunctory words.

He was generous, sure, but he was also truly a playboy.

Song Tingchuan: “Would someone this pretty be used for scoping out a place?”

He didn’t care about her attitude at all, and immediately called someone: “Check on a person for me. This afternoon, she was at Tang Shuang’s house, wearing a white dress, very fair-skinned… If I knew her name, would I need you?”

In less than an hour, the news that Young Master Song was looking for someone had spread through the circle.

Chen Jun heard about it and even saw a blurry photo, not sure which surveillance camera it came from.

He’d just seen a very fair-skinned girl last night.

Chen Jun called and mocked him: “Song Tingchuan, are you useless or what?”

He had nothing to do these days, was extremely unlucky, and just wanted to see others suffer—though Song Huaixu suffering was impossible.

Song Tingchuan snorted coldly, “Like you have any room to talk? There’s no woman in Ning City I can’t find!”

Chen Jun: “Even if you find her, you can’t win her over.”

Song Tingchuan: “Sounds like you want my big brother to be upset.”

Chen Jun: “Haha, you really know how to flatter yourself. Who doesn’t know your cousin doesn’t care about family? Between us, who annoys him first is still up in the air.”

***

To Miss Xu Nanyin, Song Tingchuan’s flirting was nothing compared to the old house being sold.

Unfortunately, her father had been busy lately, so there was a delay in his replies, though his care was as constant as ever.

Miss Xu Nanyin didn’t want to speculate wildly, but she still wanted to know if Tang Shuang had simply bought the old house, or if there was… another reason.

She didn’t want to see her father doing something as disgusting as having a family in both Port City and the mainland.

Miss Xu Nanyin searched Tang Shuang online, but only found people with the same name and novel characters.

She wasn’t as easy to look up as Yue Yajun, who was in the entertainment industry.

In Port City, it would have been no trouble.

But in Ning City, she was a stranger.

After thinking it over, she finally opened Song Huaixu’s contact.

She’d have to obediently call him Huai Xu-gege again. Miss Xu Nanyin sighed, edited her message, and sent it.

Song Huaixu had just finished a meeting.

When he saw her message, his expression was calm, as if he’d expected it.

His gaze lingered on how she addressed him.

Sometimes she was very obedient, sometimes it was just an act.

He casually loosened his tie and replied simply: [Her father bought it by normal means.]

Jiang Chen was still reviewing the meeting notes when he suddenly heard his boss’s voice from the front: “Send Tang Family’s information to her.”

“Okay.”

Who ‘she’ was didn’t surprise Jiang Chen at all.

He’d known, ever since the Tang Family appeared in their sights, that this day would come.

Miss Xu Nanyin received Song Huaixu’s reply and bit her spoon.

If it was a normal purchase, then her father probably hadn’t cheated; otherwise, he would have said so.

As for the details, she’d have to ask in person and let her mother know too.

While Miss Xu Nanyin was sorting through her thoughts, her phone screen lit up.

Song Huaixu: [Was it frequent?]

Miss Xu Nanyin was a bit confused by the question. [What?]

Song Huaixu: [Your situation last night.]

Why was he still asking!

Miss Xu Nanyin’s face instantly flushed, drawing several glances from other customers in the dessert shop.

Worried that if she didn’t reply, he’d ask again, she finally responded: [No.]

After sending that, Miss Xu Nanyin felt her answer wasn’t entirely true.

After all, she’d used him two nights in a row.

[What’s the reason?]

[You’re so annoying!]

[Are you at a dessert shop?]

How did he know?

Miss Xu Nanyin instinctively looked around, but saw nothing.

She called directly: “Are you spying on me?”

Her sweet voice echoed through the cold office.

Song Huaixu’s lips curved imperceptibly.

“You seem to have forgotten—the car you took was from Feilan.”

That villa was his private property, so of course the car was too.

That was true. Miss Xu Nanyin didn’t pursue the matter.

Anyway, she’d be returning to Port City tonight or tomorrow.

“Alright.”

She was about to hang up when her ears suddenly grew hot, just because the man’s voice on the other end was like an electric current brushing her ear.

“Does it hurt every night?”