Princess Syndrome - Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Let's Try

Chu Yi saw the two people in the kitchen whispering for a long time. She wanted to go in but felt it wasn't polite, so she just craned her neck to look. When a familiar figure walked out, she quickly picked up her cup, but the tea inside was so hot that it burned her tongue. She hurriedly blew on it.

Su Lingyue walked out and sat next to her. "What are you doing?"

Chu Yi's tongue was numb. "It's hot."

Su Lingyue handed her some fruit. Chu Yi took a bite and held it under her tongue, feeling much better. She saw that Ji Zhiyi hadn't come out yet and said, "Lingyue, so you really are keeping Ji Zhiyi?"

The way she said it was much smoother now.

Su Lingyue raised an eyebrow. "Can you tell?"

Her acting skills weren't bad, huh?

Chu Yi nodded. "I can tell."

She said, "Ji Zhiyi actually poured tea and cut fruit for me herself!"

Or rather, Ji Zhiyi's acting skills were good.

Su Lingyue nonchalantly replied with an "Oh."

Chu Yi didn't mind. Su Lingyue was always like this. She was considered sociable now. Before, she wouldn't utter a word for half a day. She said, "I feel much more relieved now."

Hearing this, Su Lingyue turned her head to look at her.

Besides her mother, Chu Yi was probably the person who cared about her the most, being good to her without expecting anything in return. Yet, she was lying to her. Su Lingyue bit her lip and called out, "Chu Yi."

A figure walked out of the kitchen and said, "Lingyue, can you help me with lunch?"

Lunch?

She said "Oh" and walked to the door in her slippers, taking the lunch from the housekeeper's hands. Chu Yi asked, "President Ji, you haven't had lunch yet?"

Ji Zhiyi said, "That's right." She wasn't as cold as she was at the company. Her voice and expression were so gentle that she didn't seem like Ji Zhiyi. She said, "Lingyue went out for lunch. I didn't have much of an appetite."

So she was waiting for Su Lingyue to come back from lunch before eating?

So that was it.

At first, she thought Su Lingyue was definitely the weaker one in this relationship with Ji Zhiyi. Although she said she was keeping Ji Zhiyi, it might just be one of Ji Zhiyi's schemes.

But now she felt.

Ji Zhiyi was quite pitiful too.

Then she shook her head.

Living in a house like this, what was there to be pitiful about!

She should pity the salary in her own bank account!

After Chu Yi finished her tea, she heard Ji Zhiyi say, "Would you like some dessert?"

She quickly waved her hand. "No, I..."

The doorbell rang. Su Lingyue opened the door and saw the housekeeper pushing in two trolleys of desserts. "Please enjoy, Miss Chu."

Chu Yi swallowed the words she hadn't finished saying.

Actually, having some once in a while.

Wouldn't be bad.

She looked at the desserts, which had shapes and ingredients she had never seen before, and heard Ji Zhiyi say, "Please don't stand on ceremony, Miss Chu. Help yourself."

Then she really wouldn't stand on ceremony!

Chu Yi picked up a piece, took a bite, and then looked at Su Lingyue. "How is it so flaky!"

Su Lingyue: ...

She didn't understand what Ji Zhiyi was doing.

Didn't she just want Chu Yi to come back and say those words to her face?

What was the meaning of this now?

Was this a sugar-coated bullet?

It wasn't impossible.

She also picked up a flaky pastry, about the size of her fingernail, just right for one bite. It was crispy and flaky with a thin crust and a sweet filling. Chu Yi ate a few pieces, drank some tea, and felt incredibly comfortable with the cool air conditioning blowing.

She was starting to feel sleepy.

The sugar-coated bullet offensive was too strong. Chu Yi couldn't resist at all. She started to feel drowsy on the sofa. Xiao Mafan poked its head out from the side, wanting to get close to Chu Yi, but Su Lingyue wouldn't allow it. Xiao Mafan had no choice but to go to Ji Zhiyi feeling wronged.

Ji Zhiyi said, "Let your friend rest for a while."

Su Lingyue: ...

Who would have thought that it would end up like this when she was just asked to come back and say a few words?

But Chu Yi was so tired that she was too embarrassed to ask her to leave. She could only grab the throw blanket next to the sofa and cover her with it. After Ji Zhiyi finished her lunch, she put down her chopsticks and went into the bedroom. Not even two seconds later, she said, "Lingyue, come in here."

Su Lingyue thought something was the matter and walked in, holding Xiao Mafan.

Ji Zhiyi went to wash up.

Xiao Mafan started jumping up and down again. Just as Su Lingyue was about to pick it up, Ji Zhiyi came out of the bathroom. She had brushed her teeth and washed her face, with droplets of water still on her eyebrows. Seeing Su Lingyue standing there, she said, "Sit down."

Su Lingyue was confused.

She sat on the chair in front of the dressing table.

Ji Zhiyi said, "Sit on the bed."

What was going on!

Su Lingyue looked at her warily. Ji Zhiyi said, "Your friend is still outside. Have you ever seen a kept person who doesn't sleep in the same room?"

Oh—

Su Lingyue had never kept anyone before.

Of course, she had never been kept either.

But she knew a little about it.

She didn't have many close friends, but there were always a few 'outstanding' ones who liked to talk about their bedroom secrets, so she wasn't completely clueless. At least she knew that they had to sleep in the same bed.

She nodded and walked to the bedside, sitting down and turning her head to look at Ji Zhiyi.

Anyway, if she and Ji Zhiyi were really in a kept relationship.

It wasn't certain who would be at a disadvantage.

Thinking this, she felt more at ease.

She leaned against the headboard and watched Ji Zhiyi walk over, handing her a bottle of essential oil. "Help me rub this in."

Su Lingyue looked down. The small bottle was only the size of a finger. Even before she brought it close, she could smell a fragrance, Ji Zhiyi's scent. She always did Ji Zhiyi's makeup. How could she not know she had this?

Feeling puzzled, Su Lingyue opened the bottle cap and asked, "Rub it where?"

Ji Zhiyi tilted her head in front of her, revealing her beautiful neck. "My neck."

So her neck was this beautiful. Was this what she used?

Su Lingyue became curious and poured a little liquid into her palm. After rubbing it together, she placed it on Ji Zhiyi's neck. Perhaps it was too cool, Ji Zhiyi hummed softly. Su Lingyue blushed instantly.

That sound...

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were doing something!

Her face felt hot, as if it was burning. Even her palms felt hot. Touching Ji Zhiyi's cool skin was indescribably comfortable. Her palms massaged from the front to the back of her neck, rubbing gently and slowly. Ji Zhiyi tilted her head slightly. Just as Su Lingyue was about to stand up, Ji Zhiyi grabbed her wrist, and Su Lingyue fell back onto the bed, in front of Ji Zhiyi.

She looked at Ji Zhiyi.

Ji Zhiyi's expression was indifferent, but her eyes were very captivating, her pupils dark and deep, like a bottomless pool that you could stare into forever. Ji Zhiyi blinked, and Su Lingyue's heart pounded. The delicate skin patterns on her palms seemed to come alive, clinging to every inch of her palm, making Su Lingyue unable to resist the urge to keep rubbing and massaging.

Suddenly, Ji Zhiyi leaned forward slightly.

Su Lingyue instinctively leaned back.

There was only the headboard behind her, nowhere to retreat.

Ji Zhiyi trapped her between the headboard and herself, lowered her head, and looked at the essential oil in her palm. "Don't waste it."

With that, she reached out and gently rubbed Su Lingyue's palm on her arm until her palm gradually became dry. Only then did Ji Zhiyi casually step back. Su Lingyue turned her head and took a deep breath.

Her face was flushed.

She heard Ji Zhiyi ask, "Do you want some?"

Su Lingyue asked, "Want what?"

Ji Zhiyi said, "Do you want me to rub some on you?"

Her gaze landed on Su Lingyue's neck. Su Lingyue had a strange feeling of being targeted, as if Ji Zhiyi would bite her neck in the next moment. Her mouth felt dry, and she felt like her thoughts were completely inexplicable.

Or not so inexplicable!

Su Lingyue suddenly thought of the erotic novel she had read before. Didn't it have a similar scene?

She started imagining the process.

Ji Zhiyi called out, "Lingyue?"

She snapped out of her thoughts and politely declined. "I don't need any."

She protected her neck with her hands.

Ji Zhiyi glanced at her, didn't say anything, just put the bottle away and walked off, bringing a gust of cool, fragrant wind with her.

Seeing her come back again and sit on the bed, Su Lingyue couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"Resting," Ji Zhiyi said. "Aren't you resting?"

Su Lingyue was about to say no when Ji Zhiyi pulled half of her body onto the bed. She didn't struggle. She had slept with Ji Zhiyi so many times already. Being so coy now seemed affected.

But she still wanted to be a little coy.

At least, she shifted her body slightly.

She moved an arm's length away from Ji Zhiyi. Three Xiao Mafans could fit between them.

Ji Zhiyi said, "Come closer."

Su Lingyue said, "No."

Ji Zhiyi said, "Why not?"

Seeing that she seemed genuinely confused, Su Lingyue felt like she was being too much. She was the one who told the lie and brought her friend over. Now Ji Zhiyi was helping her cover up and clean up the mess, yet she was being so uncooperative, not even willing to play the role fully.

How unprofessional.

But—she really couldn't do it!

Su Lingyue had never been this conflicted in her life. When she argued with her father, she would just push her luck and be completely unreasonable. What was tactful wording? What was saying nice things? They didn't exist in her vocabulary!

So she looked at Ji Zhiyi for a long time and finally said directly, "Because if I get too close, I'll have impure thoughts about you."

Ji Zhiyi choked.

She looked at her. "Huh?"

Su Lingyue moved a little closer, her expression serious. "President Ji, do you know what it means to have impure thoughts about someone?"

Ji Zhiyi was silent.

She put her finger to her lips and said after a while, "I know."

Su Lingyue said, "That's right, you're so smart."

Ji Zhiyi said, "So, you're saying you have impure thoughts about me?"

She didn't need to be so direct.

But Su Lingyue nodded. "That's exactly what I mean."

After saying that, she praised Ji Zhiyi. "You're so good-looking, it's normal to have impure thoughts about you, right?"

Ji Zhiyi nodded.

Su Lingyue figured that since she had already said it, she might as well get a little closer. Ji Zhiyi's features became clearer in her eyes, the lines sharp and smooth, her beautiful face fully visible. Ji Zhiyi said, "What else?"

Su Lingyue looked at her. "What else is there?"

Ji Zhiyi asked, "Are there any other feelings?"

She looked at Su Lingyue.

When Su Lingyue said she was keeping her, she realized that perhaps Su Lingyue's feelings for her were a little different, which was why Su Lingyue would tell such a lie. She just wanted to test the waters, but she didn't expect Su Lingyue to lay all her cards on the table.

Su Lingyue said, "Nothing else."

Ji Zhiyi's voice was tight. "Have you ever had your heart flutter?"

After saying that, she lowered her eyes, her trembling eyelashes showing her nervousness.

Su Lingyue's attitude was casual. "How can you have your heart flutter from impure thoughts?"

Ji Zhiyi pursed her lips, her jawline tense. It was impossible to tell if she was happy or not.

Seeing that she wasn't saying anything, Su Lingyue said after a while, "So, President Ji, let's keep a little distance between us in the future." She gestured with her hand. "This much is enough."

With this much distance, the visual impact wouldn't be as strong, and she might be able to calm her heartbeat.

Ji Zhiyi looked at her, silent for two seconds, then nodded and asked, "Su Lingyue, have you ever been in a relationship?"

Su Lingyue said, "No."

Ji Zhiyi said, "Neither have I. Do you want to try?"

Su Lingyue's eyes widened. "Why would we try?"

Ji Zhiyi raised her eyes and met her gaze. "Didn't you have impure thoughts about me? That means you have some good feelings towards me."

Su Lingyue said, "Having good feelings doesn't mean I like you!"

Ji Zhiyi said, "But at least it means you don't dislike me."

Su Lingyue nodded.

She indeed didn't dislike Ji Zhiyi.

Ji Zhiyi said, "I don't dislike you either, so do you want to try?"

Su Lingyue said, "What if we try and I don't like you?"

Ji Zhiyi said, "Then you can dump me when the time comes."

What she said wasn't wrong.

But what was Ji Zhiyi's motive?

Su Lingyue didn't understand. "Why me?"

Ji Zhiyi looked at her, her gaze deep and mysterious. After a few seconds, she said, "Maybe I also have impure thoughts about you."

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