Chapter 20: Mmm…Secretly Loving You

In the living room, Jiang Yuhuai and Tang Shiqing were playing xiangqi (Chinese chess).

Seeing that it was almost time and Ji Shuyi still hadn’t arrived, Shen Yan, feeling uneasy, was about to call when she received a call from Ji Shuyi. She quickly answered, hearing Ji Shuyi’s gloomy and resentful voice.

“Yanyan, I’m so sorry, you’ll have to wait for me. My car broke down on the way, and I’ve asked someone to come and deal with it.”

Shen Yan hurriedly asked, “Did you drive yourself? Are you alright?”

“I wanted to drive myself for fun on the weekend. I’m fine,” Ji Shuyi said truthfully, “but the car suddenly stalled and won’t start.”

“Then, I’ll have someone pick you up,” Shen Yan said. “It’s Saturday, there’s a lot of traffic on the road. It’s not safe to drive yourself. Send me your location.”

Ji Shuyi looked at her car, which refused to start, and didn’t refuse Yanyan’s kindness, saying, “Then I’ll send you the address. Please apologize to Uncle Jiang and Ninth Brother for me, and tell them to wait a little longer.”

Shen Yan: “Aiya, it’s okay.”

After hanging up, Shen Yan received Ji Shuyi’s location. She initially wanted to have the family driver pick her up, but when she turned around and saw Jiang Cheng playing on his phone on the sofa, she suddenly wanted to take the opportunity to ease their relationship.

“Jiang Cheng, are you free to pick up Shuyi?” Shen Yan walked over and said, “Her car broke down on the road. Why don’t you go and get her?”

“Car broke down on the road?” Jiang Cheng chuckled. “With her driving skills, she dares to drive on the road.”

Saying that, he already stood up and continued, “Alright, I’ll go pick her up.”

Jiang Cheng, who had already walked out the door, suddenly turned back to grab his jacket.

He had come on his motorcycle. His sister instructed him that he could drive any car in the garage, but Jiang Cheng still chose to ride his motorcycle. Before getting on his bike, he received another message from his sister: “Remember to be gentle with her.”

Jiang Cheng felt annoyed. He was clearly already being exceptionally lenient and indulgent towards her.

Ji Shuyi, carrying a gift, stood by the roadside waiting. As she looked around, a sharp sound of tires screeching on the ground came closer, and then a black, heavy motorcycle stopped in front of her.

She had indeed worn a dress again.

The person on the bike supported himself with one foot on the ground, not taking off his helmet. Ji Shuyi, not recognizing him, took a step back warily.

Jiang Cheng looked at the vigilant little girl, the corners of his mouth under the helmet slightly turning up in a smile. Then, he raised his hand, took off his helmet, held it in his hand, and tilted his head to look over:

“Get on.”

“Why is it you?” Seeing that it was Jiang Cheng, Ji Shuyi’s small face immediately twisted up. “I don’t want to ride your bike.”

Jiang Cheng scoffed and said, “If it wasn’t for my sister telling me to come, do you think I’d be willing to pick you up?”

He deliberately urged her, “Hurry up, my sister is waiting for you.”

Hearing that Yanyan was waiting for her, Ji Shuyi reluctantly looked at his motorcycle and said resentfully, “Why did you come on a bike? Where am I supposed to put my gift?”

Wouldn’t she have to be very close to him the whole way? And she was wearing a dress! The dog of a man! He doesn’t understand a girl’s inconvenience at all!

Jiang Cheng glanced at the gift box in her hand. He had suspected that she would likely wear a dress again, but he hadn’t expected her to bring a gift. Fortunately, the gift box wasn’t large.

“Just put it in your backpack,” Jiang Cheng said, nodding towards the backpack on her back as a hint.

The backpack was big enough, but she mainly didn’t want to ride on the same vehicle with him, so she puffed out her cheeks and stared blankly at him without replying.

Seeing her unwilling appearance, Jiang Cheng deliberately said, “What? Do you want me to carry you onto the bike?”

As he said that, he even reached out to put his arm around her waist.

“Why are you always so handsy!” Ji Shuyi blurted out, “Are you secretly in love with me? Deliberately getting handsy to block my tao hua (romantic opportunities)?”

Jiang Cheng chuckled dismissively, “Me, secretly in love with you? Blocking your tao hua? Do you even have any tao hua?”

Saying that, he directly put the helmet on her head and said with a laugh, “Little frizzy-haired rabbit.”

Suddenly having the helmet put on her head, Ji Shuyi’s annoyed voice came muffled from inside the helmet: “You’re the frizzy-haired rabbit!”

In the end, it was Shen Yan who called again. Ji Shuyi, not wanting them to keep waiting for her, reluctantly boarded the “thieves’ ship.”

Jiang Cheng glanced at the hem of her skirt from the corner of his eye, casually took off his jacket, reached back, and shoved it into Ji Shuyi’s arms, saying in a cold voice:

“I’m hot. Take the jacket.”

Ji Shuyi: “╭(╯^╰)╮”.

What kind of dog thing is this, really?

But when the motorcycle started moving, Ji Shuyi found that his jacket was quite useful. Draped over her legs, it perfectly prevented her skirt from flying up.

Ji Shuyi tried her best not to touch him the entire way. However, at one downhill section, Jiang Cheng actually sped up, causing Ji Shuyi to be completely caught off guard. With a sudden jolt, she crashed into his back, once again hurting her little nose.

And the moment she leaned on him, the hand Jiang Cheng used to grasp the handle of the motorcycle tightened. Perhaps it hurt, Ji Shuyi leaned on his back for a few seconds.

He was wearing thin clothes. Those few seconds she was pressed against his back, he clearly felt on his spine…

She… was so soft.

In that instant, all the sounds whooshed past his ears. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and after regaining his senses, he heard the girl’s scolding and embarrassed voice:

“Jiang Cheng, you’re dead! Accelerating downhill! You must be secretly in love with me, obsessed with this young lady’s beauty, deliberately taking advantage of me, right?”

As they encountered a red light, amidst Ji Shuyi’s embarrassed and annoyed rant, the motorcycle came to a smooth stop. Jiang Cheng, supporting himself with one foot on the ground, suddenly turned his head and looked into Ji Shuyi’s eyes through the helmet’s visor, his gaze deep and unfathomable:

“That’s right. This young master is secretly in love with you, obsessed with your beauty.”

With that one sentence, the exploding Ji Shuyi abruptly fell silent, blinking her eyes in a somewhat caught-off-guard and flustered manner. Why did his eyes seem a little serious?

However, the next second, that thought completely dissipated with Jiang Cheng’s suddenly playful smile.

“You jerk!”

Realizing she’d been teased, Ji Shuyi punched him on the back in embarrassment and anger.

In the living room, Shen Yan, after being told something by her husband Tang Shiqing, playfully grabbed a grape to stuff it in his mouth.

Ji Shuyi, who had just entered and witnessed this scene, giggled and teased, “Oops, it seems like we arrived at the wrong time.”

“Shuyi.” Shen Yan happily stood up to greet Ji Shuyi, “You’ve finally arrived.”

Saying that, she took her hand and leaned closer, “Come on, let’s go upstairs. I made a qipao (traditional Chinese dress) for you. See if it looks good.”