Gently bite the jasmine

Chapter 239 You're really good at hiding things!

As the interview drew to a close, Zhong Li asked Duan Yiheng, "What kind of person is Ms. Lin to you?"

Duan Yiheng lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, and the live chat erupted in another burst of excited chatter.

"That laugh, ahhh, I'm really done with it."

"I really want to know what his girlfriend looks like. How can someone who seems so aloof smile like that?"

"When you truly like someone, you'll smile unconsciously."

"You know what, that smile is really sweet."

"I'm different. I just want to know what it feels like to kiss these lips, hehe."

Lin Xi: "..."

She really learned something new; is the internet some kind of lawless zone?

Then the comments section went off-topic, with everyone asking what it felt like to kiss Duan Yiheng's lips.

Lin Xi subconsciously pursed her lips. She looked around guiltily and typed "soft, fierce" in the comments section before sending it.

After posting it, I felt something was off; the harshness was only occasional, and most of the time I was gentle.

Her comment was drowned out by the barrage of comments again.

Lin Xi silently changed it again: Most of the time she is still gentle.

Some people in the live chat were unhappy—

"What's going on upstairs? Did you kiss him?"

"You're making this sound so real. Quickly uninstall xx novel from your phone."

Lin Xi: "..."

Although she was speechless, she didn't have time to argue, because Duan Yiheng spoke up: "In one's life, one will meet many people. Some encounters are destined, but if it comes at the cost of her parents' lives, I would rather there be no such destiny. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Zhong Li smiled and nodded: "When love runs deep, all I want is for her to be well. If I have her, I am fortunate; if I lose her, it is my fate."

Duan Yiheng nodded in agreement, thinking to himself that he was indeed a host.

"Let me say one last thing," Duan Yiheng said, not looking at the camera, but at Lin Xi.

Lin Xi's heart skipped a beat, as if she were staring at Duan Yiheng through a screen.

"Lin Xi, walk with me from now on, and I'll walk with you too. If you're willing, answer me."

Lin Xi took off her headphones, turned around, and said "Okay".

You can't see the person in the comments, but you can hear their voice.

The audience erupted in cheers once again—

"Ahhh, this man is so good at it."

"Openly and legitimately declaring sovereignty, tsk tsk."

"Although her voice is soft, I'm sure she's a sweet girl."

“I checked online, and she is indeed from the South. Southern girls are petite and delicate, I can already picture it in my mind.”

"I've lived in the north for over ten years since I was a southerner, and I just want to know if she eats sweet or savory rice dumplings."

Lin Xi looked at Duan Yiheng and didn't see the North-South food war that had been sparked by this comment.

Zhong Li also had a look of delighted anticipation on her face. She guided Duan Yiheng to look at the camera and say goodbye to the audience.

When Lin Xi saw Duan Yiheng stand up, she walked straight over to him. In the live broadcast, Duan Yiheng raised his hand and took her hand.

The live stream ended, leaving a group of onlookers drooling over the couple's clasped hands.

Next came the public relations department's business. Duan Yiheng exchanged a few polite words with the program crew and then left the library with Lin Xi.

The car was already waiting downstairs, and Duan Yiheng personally opened the passenger door for Lin Xi.

Lin Xi turned around: "My car."

Duan Yiheng said, "Let the driver drive."

Lin Xi crouched down and sat inside. Duan Yiheng closed the car door, walked around the front of the car, and got into the driver's seat.

Lin Xi fastened his seatbelt and picked up his phone to log into the MW app.

Duan Yiheng had just asked her how the live stream was going when Lin Xi said, "You go drive your car first."

"What are you looking at?" Duan Yiheng glanced at her phone, but saw nothing.

Lin Xi said, "I still don't quite believe you are Ryan. Let me check our previous chat history."

Duan Yiheng shook his head and chuckled: "Would I impersonate someone else?"

Upon suddenly learning of this, Lin Xi needed to calm down and confirm it.

She had even forgotten what she and Ryan had talked about before.

Fortunately, the chat history could be found. It was all in English, and as I scrolled through it, the topics were all very ordinary.

Lin Xi smiled and said, "Back then, I was alone abroad and didn't have any close friends. When I looked at our chat history from a year ago, I realized I was practically using you as a confidant. I even sent you quite a few photos."

Duan Yiheng handed her the phone: "The encrypted photo album has your date as the password."

Lin Xi was taken aback for a moment, then took his phone.

The encrypted album contains a total of seventeen photos, all of which overlap with the photos in MW.

She herself has never appeared in the photos.

From the autumn colors peeking out from a corner of Fairmont Park to street performances at the Italian Market, and then to art museums and secondhand vintage bookstores.

There was also a photo of a shared book list, which Duan Yiheng said were all books for little girls.

Lin Xi did not refute, and even joked that she was just a little girl.

After a long silence in the carriage, Lin Xi suddenly said, "You're really good at hiding things."

They're incredibly patient.

The car turned and entered the last stretch of street.

Duan Yiheng said, "What else can I do but not hide? Just rush into Penn and bring you back?"

"Then why didn't you say so later?" Lin Xi turned her face away. "Why didn't you say so when we were together?"

“These things need a trigger,” Duan Yiheng coughed lightly. “Do you expect me to suddenly stop you and tell you, ‘Hey, I’m Ryan,’ and then you’ll ask me what Ryan?”

Lin Xi was amused: "What nonsense are you talking about? Why did you choose to say it today?"

Duan Yiheng: "Today's opportunity is quite good. We can't wait until November and still have something to hide from you."

Lin Xi didn't react at first, but when the car entered the villa and came to a stop, her face suddenly turned red.

She had already given him a hint, suggesting that when the ginkgo trees were worth seeing, she should ask him again if he was willing.

Seeing her dazed expression, Duan Yiheng leaned over and unbuckled her seatbelt, then casually pinched her smooth cheek: "You're getting out of the car, still standing there?"

Lin Xi handed him the phone, opened the car door, and got out.

Upon entering the house, Sister Mei asked her, "Why is your face so red?"

Lin Xi shook her head: "It's okay, it's hot, I'll go up first."

Duan Yiheng followed closely behind, but Sister Mei stopped him, saying, "You didn't cause this again, did you?"

"Can't you wish me something good?" Duan Yiheng said, both amused and exasperated. "I'm just shy."

Sister Mei smiled and stepped aside: "The young lady is shy."

Duan Yiheng followed her upstairs and saw Lin Xi sitting at the foot of the bed playing on her phone. He went over and lifted her chin, saying, "Be careful not to hurt your neck. The lights aren't on either. Can your eyes handle it?"

Lin Xi snorted and turned her phone over to show him: "Aren't you very proud of yourself? Look at what they call you."

Duan Yiheng frowned subconsciously when he saw the word "husband," but he didn't say anything and turned around to turn on the light.

The bedroom was brightly lit, and he could see someone's wrinkled face, which looked like it had eaten several slices of extremely sour lemons.

Duan Yiheng said casually, "We're talking through a screen, are you saying we can't even shout?"

Lin Xi stared wide-eyed: "What did you say?"

A slight smile appeared on Duan Yiheng's lips: "You won't let them shout?"