Chapter 4 Young Master, Have You Forgotten That You are a Germaphobe?
- Just as quickly, Lu Yuzhen’s fingers stopped. He didn’t take off Xia Micheng’s veil.
- He lowered his head to look at the sleeping girl on the bed. If she opened her eyes, he would be able to see that her eyes were truly beautiful. They were black and glistening like a young kitten’s eyes. If she raised her head to look at someone, her eyes would catch that person by surprise, just like a kitten’s claws.
- She was a combination of innocence and charm.
- Lu Yuzhen gazed at the red marks on her neck. Her skin was delicate; he had only gripped her neck gently, but there were now red markings on her neck.
- Lu Yuzhen turned and returned to lie down on the sofa.
- His somnipathy had been gradually worsening. It certainly couldn’t be cured with her silver needles. However, her medical skills were superb; he had actually rested in her hands for a short while.
- That meant about ten minutes or so.
- It had been a long time since he could sleep for even ten minutes.
- Lu Yuzhen gazed at the soft and willowy body on the bed. Why are her hands so small and soft?
- ……
- The morning arrived.
- Xia Micheng sat in the dining room, sipping the red jujube and lotus seed soup that the maid had served. Madam Lu smiled from ear to ear as she chatted with her.
- “Micheng, I’ve taken a shine to you ever since I set eyes on you. Tell me if Yuzhen ever dares to bully you. I’ll help you to clobber him… Drink! Don’t stop. Drink a bit more of the soup. We must have a new child soon, and a second one after that. I wish to hold my grandson in one arm and my granddaughter in the other…”
- Madam Lu’s hair was already white, but she was still mentally sharp. She was kind and friendly, thus Xia Micheng liked her a lot if she disregarded the fact that Madam Lu was a jokester.
- Right then, the maid’s voice rang out. “Good morning, Young Master.”
- Lu Yuzhen had come downstairs.
- Xia Micheng looked up. On this day, Lu Yuzhen was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers—a classic handsome outfit. The handwoven fabric was ironed to the point of being wrinkle-free. He strode down the red carpet with confident steps, oozing an inherent elegance and dignity.
- An old, wizened woman—a lady who was in charge of confirming a girl’s purity—came downstairs as well, following behind Lu Yuzhen with a handkerchief in her hand. It was the handkerchief that had been laid on the bed last night. Blood stained that handkerchief.
- The woman laughed as she reported the good news to Madam Lu. “Madam, congratulations. I wish that you will get to hold your grandchildren soon.”
- “Oh, good, good. Butler, reward her!”
- Madam Lu handed over a red packet most generously.
- Xia Micheng knew instantly with a glance that the handkerchief in the old woman’s hands was the one from the bedroom that she and Lu Yuzhen shared. A woman would bleed during her first time, but neither of them had sealed the deal, so… where did that blood come from?
- Right then, Lu Yuzhen stopped beside her. He stuffed a hand in his pocket and bent his lanky body over, whispering in her ear. “I did that, but I didn’t do anything unnecessary, right? Are you still a… virgin?”
- He had been too forward with his question. Xia Micheng had never even courted anyone before. Now, her alabaster ears burned a bright red.
- The two of them looked rather close and intimate now. The way Lu Yuzhen bent down to whisper secretive things to Xia Micheng was just like a husband who trusted his wife.
- Madam Lu immediately covered her eyes with her hands. “I didn’t see anything! No, I’m not going to continue watching! You two can carry on.”
- Even though she said that, Madam Lu still parted her fingers to sneak a look.
- Lu Yuzhen peered at Xia Micheng’s crimson little lobes. He gently raised a thin brow, the seductive charm of a mature man rolling off him. “Your 20th birthday hasn’t passed yet, so you’re still 19. You haven’t… been with a man before?”
- Xia Micheng was still very young at only 19.
- Lu Yuzhen, however, was 27, an age when a man’s charm and elegance was at their peak with their handsomeness and maturity.
- He questioned her persistently and the two of them leaned closer and closer to each other. Xia Micheng could feel his warm, damp breath ghosting over her delicate skin; it made her want to hide.
- “Do you want to eat?”
- Xia Micheng turned around to scoop up a spoonful of soup before leading it straight to his mouth. All she thought of was shutting him up.
- The butler straightaway cried out, “Young Mistress, that’s your spoon!”
- The Young Master was a serious germaphobe, and the Young Mistress had already used that spoon. The butler hurried to get a glass of water for his master to rinse his mouth.
- Xia Micheng’s long lashes fluttered in surprise. She had only thought of making him shut up, but she ended up feeding him with her own spoon. This was...
- Lu Yuzhen stood straight up. He furrowed that handsome forehead of his, and then swallowed that spoonful of soup that he had just been fed in front of everyone.
- The butler was astonished. What did the Young Master just… do?
- Young Master, you’re rather finicky when it comes to cleanliness. Have you forgotten about this?
- Madam Lu nodded in satisfaction. She was already in her seventies, so she was skilled at seeing people for who they were. She had liked Xia Micheng ever since she met her. This girl was the one for her grandson.
- “Alright, alright, you’ve both eaten the red jujube and lotus seed soup from the same bowl. Looks like Micheng will soon have my grandchildren in her belly.” Madam Lu was delighted like a young child.
- Xia Micheng stared at the half-eaten bowl of soup as she held the spoon that she had just used to feed Lu Yuzhen. Was she going to eat it, or not?
- Right then, Lu Yuzhen sat down. His narrow eyes were on her as he asked in concern, “Why aren’t you eating? Hurry, or else it’s going to get cold.”
- “…”
- She didn’t answer.
- Xia Micheng knew that Lu Yuzhen was most certainly doing this on purpose. She had fed him with her spoon earlier, and now, he wanted her to continue using that same spoon.
- This was the equivalent of an… indirect kiss between them.
- “That’s right, Micheng. Why aren’t you eating? Please, hurry up and dig in. I’ll get you another bowl later,” said Madam Lu.
- Xia Micheng quickly picked up her spoon and downed the entire bowl of soup. “I’m full, Grandma. I can’t eat anymore.”
- Seeing how the beautiful girl looked so adorable with her charming naivety, Lu Yuzhen’s thin lips quirked up. He was in a good mood.
- ……
- After breakfast ended, Madam Lu asked Xia Micheng, “Micheng, do you want to go out later?”
- Xia Micheng nodded. “Grandma, I want to go back and visit my parents.”
- “That’s something you should do alright. Yuzhen, go with Micheng later. Bring a gift—a son-in-law cannot be stingy,” Madam Lu quickly called after Lu Yuzhen.
- Xia Micheng couldn’t stop her in time, because Lu Yuzhen was already walking over. “Alright, let’s go together,” he said.
- The two of them exited the Orchid Garden and came to the lawn. Lu Yuzhen opened the door to the passenger seat graciously. “In you go.”
- Xia Micheng waved a hand. “Grandma can’t see us anymore here. You can go do your own thing. I’ll just get a taxi to go to my parents’ place.”
- Lu Yuzhen raised a sharp eyebrow. “Didn’t you say that you’ll cooperate with me in front of my grandmother? Get in. Don’t make me repeat myself for the third time.”
- This man sure was a forceful and domineering one.
- However, Xia Micheng’s heart leaped. He had agreed to the truce that she suggested last night!
- Xia Micheng did not continue to protest and obediently got into the luxury car.
- The luxury car flew down the streets. Neither of them spoke, so Xia Micheng ended up looking out of the window to avoid the awkwardness.
- Lu Yuzhen’s reflection gleamed in the shining window. The man had his attention on the road, his large hands manipulating the steering wheel to do whatever he wished with natural, practiced motions.
- Xia Micheng could see that there was a precious watch on his sturdy wrist; its value was within the millions.
- Just who was he? Xia Micheng had no clue. All she knew was that the two of them had reached a truce. This would be more conducive for her dealings with the Xia Family.
- Xia Micheng moved her gaze to the fleeting scenery outside the window.
- ……
- Half an hour later, the luxury car stopped by the entrance of the Xia residence. Xia Micheng lowered her head to unbuckle her seatbelt.
- However, it was stuck.
- “Allow me.” Lu Yuzhen leaned over his long and slender body.
- Xia Micheng took her hands away, allowing Lu Yuzhen to help her unbuckle her seatbelt instead.
- In truth, Lu Yuzhen had already smelled the sweet scent that clung to Xia Micheng’s body last night. Now that the two of them were leaning close to each other, the young girl’s pleasant fragrance was all that filled his nose.