Chapter 12

After Qi Shu left, Tang Xin tossed aside her small bread roll and briskly went downstairs.

It was 7 p.m. — dinner time.

When she arrived at the dining room, Yue Yuze was already seated at the table, and most of the dishes had been served.

Tang Xin thought to herself that it was fortunate she came down; otherwise, no one would have called her to eat. Judging by the situation, if she’d been any later, Yue Yuze might have finished all the good food.

She quickened her pace toward the dining table…

However, just as she was about to head to her usual seat across from Yue Yuze, the butler moved a chair to Yue Yuze’s side and said, “Young Madam, please sit here.”

Young Madam…

Huh? Wait, why place the chair next to Yue Yuze?

She always sat across from him.

Tang Xin walked over and was about to move the chair back to her usual spot when Yue Yuze glanced at her indifferently and said, “The lobster is delicious, but there’s only one. If you want some, sit down quickly, or it’ll be gone…”

As he spoke, he reached out with his chopsticks to take a piece of lobster meat.

Seeing this, Tang Xin couldn’t worry about anything else—not even the butler’s inexplicable use of “Young Madam.” She hurriedly sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating.

After dinner, the butler approached again, ignoring the young master and smiling warmly at Tang Xin. “Young Madam, what would you like for breakfast tomorrow? I’ll have the chef note it down and prepare it for you.”

Tang Xin gave the butler a bewildered look…

Why was he suddenly so enthusiastic toward her? What was he up to?

And hadn’t he always called her “Miss Tang” before?

But his current attitude was obviously more pleasant, so she didn’t mind.

Pretending to be a fake “Young Madam” for a while didn’t seem so bad after all.

“I’m full now, so I can’t think about food for the moment. Let the chef decide,” she said before swaggering out without paying any attention to Yue Yuze behind her.

At that moment, the butler looked at his young master and murmured, “I suddenly changed how I addressed her, and Young Madam didn’t mind. It seems she likes it.”

Liking the title was almost the same as liking the young master, wasn’t it?

Yue Yuze glanced at him and gave a faint snort. “Busybody!”

Although he scolded the butler, the corners of his mouth curved upward slightly.

The villa had two separate gyms.

Yue Yuze had initially insisted on having two to keep Tang Xin from interfering in his life; both had their own private spaces.

Tang Xin, being a former web novelist, was a homebody who disliked exercise.

However, now that she was an actress and the food here was too good, she figured she needed to start working out.

After running on the treadmill for half an hour, she followed along with a yoga video and completed a routine.

After yoga, she spun a hula hoop for 20 minutes and did 100 sit-ups.

In total, she worked out for nearly two hours, leaving her so exhausted she lay sprawled on the floor for ten minutes before getting up.

After taking a bath back in her room, she felt completely refreshed. The sensation of exercising turned out to be quite satisfying.

Just as she changed into her nightgown and prepared to sleep, someone knocked on her door.

She opened it to find one of the villa’s maids.

“Young Madam, the young master is waiting for you at the west pavilion. He said he has something to discuss with you.”

“Got it,” Tang Xin replied.

She knew where the west pavilion was—it was, after all, part of the world she’d written herself.

It housed a wine cellar with a collection of exquisite wines, and just outside was an open-style pavilion resembling a luxurious bar—beautiful and elegant.

She recalled that she’d described many fine wines for this location in her writing.

Now Yue Yuze wanted her to go there?

“Does that mean I can taste some of his collection?” Thinking of this, Tang Xin couldn’t help swallowing her saliva.

1982 Lafite… Here I come!

When she arrived, Yue Yuze was already seated.

He wore an all-white loungewear set, exuding a serene elegance and noble demeanor. His handsome face remained cold as always, and his long, slender fingers held a wine glass with a poised refinement.

…But Tang Xin wasn’t particularly interested in hands.

However, she was a face fanatic. Ahhhh~~~

The male lead was so outrageously handsome!!
She wanted to hug him… and give him a big, shameless lick!

“Sit,” Yue Yuze said, glancing at her.

Tang Xin walked over and sat on the sofa opposite him. A clean wine glass had been placed before her.

Yue Yuze leaned forward, picked up a bottle of wine, and asked, “Want some?”

“Yes, yes!” Tang Xin nodded enthusiastically.

Yue Yuze smirked faintly, a subtle and enigmatic expression, and poured her more than half a glass.

Tang Xin eagerly picked it up, taking one sip after another.

At first, the taste was slightly bitter and astringent, with a hint of sweetness. But as it went down her throat, it revealed a unique flavor that became increasingly enjoyable. Soon, she transitioned from sipping to drinking in large gulps.

“Good?” Yue Yuze’s gaze remained fixed on her.

“Yes, it’s good!” Tang Xin eventually started pouring it herself.

After finishing the first bottle, Yue Yuze silently opened a second.

With Lafite, the older the vintage, the stronger the aftereffects.

By the time they were halfway through the second bottle, Tang Xin was completely drunk.

Before transmigrating into this world, she often drank red wine, but it was usually just a glass before bed. This… this was a whole different level!

She swayed unsteadily, barely able to stay seated.

Yue Yuze lounged comfortably on the wide sofa, exuding a relaxed air.

Staggering, she got to her feet and wobbled over to sit beside him.

Yue Yuze held his wine glass, his deep, tranquil gaze soft yet distant as it lingered on her. He watched as she, with half-closed, intoxicated eyes that sparkled like lazy little stars, inched closer to him like a languid kitten.

At this point, Tang Xin had stopped drinking.

There’s a saying: “When well-fed and warm, thoughts turn to indulgence.”

That was exactly Tang Xin’s state now. Her mind was a foggy mess, but one thought shone brightly through the haze—she wanted to lick the male lead.

“Want more?” Yue Yuze leaned forward, holding his wine glass to her full, rosy lips.

She took a light sip.

His almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, and her reflection shimmered in his dark pupils.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her luminous eyes radiated charm. She was like an enchanting, delicate flower, a sight that made his heart tingle with a sweet ache, leaving him captivated.

Initially, Yue Yuze had simply wanted to observe how she behaved when drunk, with no intention of doing anything to her—even though she was undeniably alluring. He was determined not to take the initiative.

Because if he broke that rule…

He feared he’d lose control completely.

But what Yue Yuze hadn’t anticipated was…

Tang Xin’s relentless testing of his limits.

As he pulled the wine glass away, her soft, pliant body leaned against him unexpectedly. It was reminiscent of that night when she’d fallen asleep beside him, her warmth and faint fragrance wrapping around him. But tonight…

Beyond the rose scent of her bath gel was the subtle aroma of wine lingering on her breath.

Her lips, impossibly soft, pressed gently against his cheek, kissing him lightly and then… licking.

Crash…

Yue Yuze froze, his entire body stiffening as his hand jerked violently, causing the wine glass to slip and shatter on the floor.

For a heartbeat, his pulse faltered, then it erupted into a wild, uncontrollable rhythm.

The stark white chandelier above cast its glow onto his striking features, now tinged with a faint blush. He looked like a boy unaccustomed to such teasing, his ears flushed crimson.

“Tang… Tang Xin…” Yue Yuze’s throat felt parched as he pressed his lips together, closing his eyes briefly. His voice, husky and tinged with temptation, broke the silence. “You started this. Don’t blame me…”

He turned toward her, his heart and body ignited by the flames she had stoked. He leaned closer, ready to kiss her back fiercely…

Only to see her sprawled on the other side of the sofa, mouth slightly open, sound asleep.

Yue Yuze: “…”

What kind of karma is this?!