On the way home from work, Liu Yilin's face was as dark as a thundercloud. She didn't show a single pleasant expression throughout the entire journey and didn't speak to Ning Beichen. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought they were a couple having a fight.
Ning Beichen had wanted to say something to coax her, but he decided against it.
She was a frozen mountain that never thawed, a ruthless Abbess Miejue. Talking to him at this moment would only be asking for trouble. Besides, he, Ning Beichen, didn't care whether she liked him or not. In a year, he could return to Yamalolaya for a life of pleasure. Who cared about her sour face?
Meanwhile, Liu Yilin was also bothered. It wasn't that she couldn't handle Ning Beichen, but the fact that her family wanted her to bring Ning Beichen home for dinner this weekend.
She had explained it many times, but her family wouldn't listen. Whether it was true or not, they insisted she bring him home for a meal, which made Liu Yilin wish she were dead.
They arrived home in silence. Liu Yilin went upstairs without even eating dinner.
About an hour later, Liu Yilin heard a knock on the door. When she opened it and saw Ning Beichen, she immediately scowled and said, "Didn't I tell you not to come to the second floor if there's nothing important?"
"I'm here to call you down for dinner," Ning Beichen told her.
"I'm not eating," Liu Yilin replied coldly, acting like she was still angry with Ning Beichen.
"Still upset? I told you, I didn't mean it. Alright, I was wrong. I shouldn't have called you Abbess Miejue. Abbess Miejue is definitely not as beautiful as you."
"Putting other things aside, just looking at your hair, at least you have hair. She's completely bald. On this point alone, you beat her by ten streets."
Ning Beichen sighed and said to her.
With a snort, Liu Yilin's tense face instantly broke. She said to Ning Beichen exasperatedly, "Abbess Miejue actually had hair."
"Really? She had hair? Isn't she a nun?" Ning Beichen pretended to look confused.
"Are you an idiot? Who says nuns are bald? Nuns can also grow their hair while cultivating," Liu Yilin rolled her eyes at him. With Ning Beichen's nonsensical rambling, she could no longer maintain her stern expression.
"Oh, so that's how it is. If she didn't shave her head, why did she become a nun?" Ning Beichen acted like a curious baby.
"How would I know why she didn't shave her head?" Liu Yilin said irritably. At this point, she couldn't even remember if Abbess Miejue had hair or not.
Ning Beichen, however, was secretly laughing. Did they really think his skill at navigating through a hundred flowers without a single petal sticking to him was for nothing?
It was just about coaxing women. Ning Beichen coaxed countless women every year. Dealing with a simple young girl was child's play. Even if she was the beautiful CEO of Tianmei Technology Group, she was still a woman. As long as the method was used wisely, no frozen mountain could resist.
"You're not angry anymore, right? Actually, it's not good for girls to be angry all the time; it can cause premature nasolabial folds. Even if you're still mad at me, there's no need to punish yourself. I know you have a bad stomach, and if you don't eat anything, you'll definitely have stomach pain at night. I've made some millet congee for you. Come down and have some," Ning Beichen said to her.
Liu Yilin took the opportunity Ning Beichen offered. What Ning Beichen said was right. No matter how angry she was, there was no need to punish herself. She needed to eat and drink enough to have the energy to be angry with him.
Before long, Liu Yilin was stroking her warm belly, letting out a satisfied sigh. She looked at Ning Beichen, who was clearing the dishes, lost in thought.
"Actually, this guy isn't bad; he's quite caring."
However, unfortunately, Liu Yilin had already formed a prejudice against him, believing he had ulterior motives for approaching her. Otherwise, Liu Yilin would not have resisted him so much. But if not for what happened that night, Liu Yilin wouldn't have easily agreed to keep him around, let alone let him live in her house.
"Hmph! I won't be moved. I want to see when you'll finally reveal your true colors." Liu Yilin snorted, forcibly cutting off her feelings of being touched. She then turned and went back upstairs.
As time passed and the weekend drew closer, Liu Yilin became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She still hadn't figured out a way to deal with her family, especially her rigid grandfather. If she didn't bring someone back, given her family's personality, they would probably show up at her company.
Just bringing anyone back to appease them wouldn't work either, as they had all seen that gossip news, and Ning Beichen's face was clearly visible in the photos.
"Qing'er, help me!" Liu Yilin called her good girlfriend for help.
"Rich Madam Liu, I can't help you this time. My family found out about what I did last time, and I've been grounded," Fang Qing replied with a helpless tone over the phone.
The two women sighed on the phone and finally had to accept their fate.
"Rich Madam Liu, why don't you just bring him back to satisfy them? Just insist he's your bodyguard, not your boyfriend," Fang Qing suggested over the phone.
"I'll think about it." Liu Yilin hung up the phone and sat on the chair, kicking off her high heels and pacing barefoot on the floor, agitated. She, with an IQ of 230, couldn't come up with a good plan.
"Do I really have to take him back?" Liu Yilin asked mournfully.
"Forget it, I'll take him. As long as they know he's just my bodyguard, they won't cause any more trouble." Liu Yilin decided to call Ning Beichen in.
Soon, Ning Beichen was summoned.
"Boss, you were looking for me?" Ning Beichen asked, walking up to her.
"Yes, I'm going home this weekend, and you're coming with me," Liu Yilin told him.
"Okay, Boss," Ning Beichen replied. This was his duty, so he didn't understand why Liu Yilin had to specifically tell him.
"Um... when we go, don't dress too formally. Just dress casually. Also, my family might invite you to dinner. Just play along then."
Ning Beichen walked out, a bit confused. What did his boss mean? Her family was inviting him to dinner? Did she have feelings for him? Was she going to introduce him to her family? No, no, he, Ning Beichen, would never fall for an ice mountain. She absolutely couldn't have such strange ideas.