Princess Syndrome - Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Very Soft

Ji Zhiyi felt like self-blame was unnecessary sometimes, but Su Lingyue obviously didn’t think so. She argued: “Why wouldn’t it be? If you hurt, that means you’re uncomfortable, and if you’re uncomfortable, you have to change.”

Fine, it wasn’t like that didn’t make sense.

Ji Zhiyi was silent.

Su Lingyue lowered her head and looked at her chest: "Does it hurt a lot?"

She looked at Ji Zhiyi's eyes. She looked like she was about to cry. Was she crying because it hurt?

Su Lingyue felt very guilty.

Ji Zhiyi took a deep breath.

All the romantic feelings had been ruined by Su Lingyue. She said: "It doesn't hurt."

Su Lingyue didn't believe her: "You're lying to me."

Ji Zhiyi was helpless: “Do you want me to take it off for you to check?"

Su Lingyue: ...

Although she really wanted to, but... Su Lingyue controlled herself. If she checked, then things would definitely be set ablaze. What if Ji Zhiyi caught a cold? Su Lingyue made an excuse: "There's no need to check. You can just rub it a bit when you go to sleep."

Her heart was flustered, so she had chosen her words poorly.

Fortunately, Ji Zhiyi didn't think too much about it, and even agreed: "Mm."

Mm?

Mm what?

Was she really going to rub it when she went to sleep later?

Su Lingyue fantasized for a moment. Her face became hot again. She felt like she couldn't stay in the same room with Ji Zhiyi at night, so she took two steps away from her, and said, "Should I go back and sleep?"

Ji Zhiyi looked at her: "What's wrong?"

Her voice was a bit hoarse after kissing.

It was so sexy.

Su Lingyue blinked: "I won’t be able to sleep well if I stay here.”

Ji Zhiyi was confused: “Why wouldn’t you be able to sleep well?”

Su Lingyue said: “You’re seducing me the whole time.”

Ji Zhiyi was stunned by her blaming her first. She said helplessly: "How am I seducing you?"

Su Lingyue pointed to her chest: “You’re seducing me here.”

Ji Zhiyi: ...

She was convinced by Su Lingyue.

It was both funny and infuriating.

She wanted to hug Su Lingyue. Her hand had just reached out, but then she saw her staring at her. Ji Zhiyi reached out and flicked her forehead. Su Lingyue covered her forehead, her voice soft: “Ji Zhiyi, are you retaliating against me?”

Ji Zhiyi said: “Yes.”

Su Lingyue asked: "Why?"

Ji Zhiyi followed her words: “Because I wasn’t able to seduce you, so I’m retaliating.”

Su Lingyue: ...

Ji Zhiyi told a bad joke.

It was very cold.

But she still laughed. The heat from their intimacy had died down. Su Lingyue said, "I'm going to change my clothes."

She swayed her hips as she went back to the room. She was energetic, not looking like she was sick at all. Ji Zhiyi was relieved. When Su Lingyue came out, wearing different clothes and shoes, and had placed the high heels carefully aside, she turned her head and said, "I’m going to sleep on the sofa tonight, okay?"

Ji Zhiyi: "Aren’t you going back?"

Su Lingyue said: “I thought about it, I won’t sleep well if I go back. So I’m not going back.”

Ji Zhiyi asked: “Why wouldn’t you sleep well?”

Su Lingyue said: "Because I'll miss you."

Ji Zhiyi was instantly speechless.

Su Lingyue’s words of love always came unexpectedly, and they were always so casual and natural. Sometimes, Ji Zhiyi couldn’t tell if she was being genuine or if she was just saying what she had learned from a book, just to make her happy.

Su Lingyue’s emotional world was blank. Perhaps when she was carried away, she would say many passionate words. Sometimes these words would trigger her to want to talk about that past. But she was afraid.

She was afraid of putting too much pressure on Su Lingyue.

Not knowing was always the happiest. If Su Lingyue knew about her years of feelings, would she still be able to make a decision so easily?

Perhaps when they argued, she would hesitate and hold back her emotions.

When she was upset, she would bottle it up.

Ji Zhiyi knew.

She didn't want to see Su Lingyue like that. She wanted Su Lingyue to always be bright, to be able to argue without holding back, to say whatever she wanted. She didn't need to be controlled by her years of feelings for her.

She wanted to receive a complete kind of love, not a kind of moved feeling that was bound by emotion.

Even if in the end, Su Lingyue never knew anything.

She would still be content.

Ji Zhiyi nodded, and followed Su Lingyue's words: "You’re missing me that much?"

Su Lingyue nodded, her eyebrows bright: "That's right."

Her smile was even clearer.

Ji Zhiyi smiled, lowered her head, and said, "You go sleep on the bed."

Su Lingyue looked at her: "What about you?"

Ji Zhiyi said: "I’ll take the sofa."

Su Lingyue wasn't happy.

She was fine with herself sleeping on the sofa. But when she thought of Ji Zhiyi sleeping on the sofa, she felt uncomfortable. She hesitated: "Let's sleep together."

Ji Zhiyi turned her head.

Su Lingyue said: "Anyway, it’s not like we haven’t slept together before."

Ji Zhiyi asked her: "Are you sure?"

Su Lingyue: ...

Couldn't she not use this tone of voice?

The tone in which she said, "Are you sure?" with, suggested a lot would happen.

But if something really did happen with Ji Zhiyi.

She seemed to be willing.

Su Lingyue said, "Yeah, I'm sure."

Her manner was so calm and composed, as if she was ready for anything, accepting the incoming storm with no hesitation. Her fearless expression made Ji Zhiyi laugh. When Su Lingyue saw her laugh, her nerves tightened. Ji Zhiyi just said: "Go to sleep."

Su Lingyue said: "Aren’t you going to sleep?”

Ji Zhiyi said, "I need to call Zhang Xian again."

Su Lingyue made an “oh” sound.

She walked to the doorway and glanced at Ji Zhiyi again. She saw that she had picked up her phone and was preparing to call Zhang Xian. She went back to her room first. Ji Zhiyi indeed had something to tell Zhang Xian. A storm was about to be unleashed tomorrow. It was a big blow to Yilin and to her, so she needed to arrange things at the factory in advance. And this matter could only be entrusted to Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian, hearing her serious tone on the other end of the phone, straightened up from her lazy posture: "What are you going to do?"

Ji Zhiyi said: "I'm not doing anything. When I come back from the show, godmother should also be back."

Zhang Xian was confused: "Godmother? Didn't she say that she was too busy recently?"

Ji Zhiyi was only guessing. She said: "If something happens, she’ll definitely come back."

Zhang Xian instantly sat up straight: "What happened? Yilin?"

Ji Zhiyi didn’t hide it from her: "Yilin isn’t cooperating with Baoshun."

Zhang Xian made an “ah” sound.

She thought for a few seconds: "Then that can’t be blamed on you. Su Qi's side is..."

Ji Zhiyi said: "It was Yilin that actively gave up the project."

Zhang Xian shut her mouth.

She knew why Godmother would be coming back ahead of time.

Zhang Xian was nervous: "Are you crazy?"

Ji Zhiyi had never done anything crazy before. She had never done anything against Jiang Ya’s wishes, except for the matter with Su Qi.

She had crossed her twice. If Jiang Ya knew, she would definitely be furious.

Ji Zhiyi said: "Be careful with the factory. Don't let Godmother find out."

Zhang Xian said, "Okay, then what are you going to do?"

Ji Zhiyi said: "I’ll be fine."

After saying these words, she actually let out a sigh of relief. Her nerves, that had been tense for so many years, relaxed at this moment. She said, "Alright, get some rest."

Zhang Xian bit her lip.

How was she supposed to sleep?

But while she couldn’t sleep, Ji Zhiyi could.

She put down her phone, and went back to her room. Su Lingyue hadn’t rested yet. It wasn't that she was deliberately waiting for Ji Zhiyi, but when she heard the sound by the door, her nerves jumped. She turned her head. Ji Zhiyi walked in. Su Lingyue asked her, "Did you finish the call?"

Ji Zhiyi nodded.

Su Lingyue said: "Then, let's sleep?"

Ji Zhiyi put her phone on the bedside table, lifted the blanket, and went to bed. The two lay on their respective sides, just like when they slept in that sofa bed at home. Ji Zhiyi said, "Let's sleep."

Su Lingyue lay on her pillow and looked at her. Ji Zhiyi was leaning against the headboard, her head lowered. Her eyelashes were thick and dense. Su Lingyue suddenly reached out and touched her eyelashes. Ji Zhiyi turned her head.

Su Lingyue said, "What are you thinking about?"

Ji Zhiyi turned off the light and lay down. The two lay on their backs, looking at the crystal lamp, which was still glowing from the residual light. Ji Zhiyi said: "I was thinking, that night, were you very afraid?"

Su Lingyue didn't react: "Ah?"

She then said: “You mean that night at the apartment? "I wasn't afraid at all. I even threatened Zhou Yan. I..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was pulled into Ji Zhiyi’s arms.

Su Lingyue's remaining words were muffled into Ji Zhiyi’s chest.

She really wanted to repeat it.

To say that she wasn’t afraid at all.

But her voice choked in her throat. She couldn’t say it. She simply let Ji Zhiyi hug her, and she heard Ji Zhiyi ask, "Are you crying?"

Su Lingyue said, "No."

Still stubborn.

The wetness seeped onto Ji Zhiyi’s pajamas, burning her chest, like a branding iron.

She hugged Su Lingyue, and heard her say, "I’ve never been held to sleep before."

She then laughed: “No, I have been held to sleep by my mom before.”

She also remembered: “I’ve also been held to sleep by you before.”

Ji Zhiyi also remembered that night, and she chuckled.

Su Lingyue heard her laugh, and felt a tingling sensation near her ear.

She had thought that after Ji Zhiyi got into bed, she wouldn't be able to control herself and would want to do something, but now that she was being held, she was very peaceful in her heart. There was a sense of comfort in a haven.

It reminded her of when she was a child, resting with her mother, being held like this, and crying in her mother’s arms when she felt wronged.

She had really loved to cry as a child.

Su Lingyue asked Ji Zhiyi, "Did you cry a lot when you were a child?"

Ji Zhiyi shook her head.

She said, "My mom said that I didn't even cry when I got shots."

Su Lingyue praised: "Wow, you're so amazing."

Ji Zhiyi said, "Is that how assistant Su praises people? With a sarcastic tone?"

Su Lingyue: ...

The three words “assistant Su”, how did they change in meaning?

Su Lingyue took a deep breath. As she breathed, she fell asleep.

Ji Zhiyi realized that the person in her arms was breathing more steadily. She lowered her head in disbelief, and saw that Su Lingyue was resting with her eyes closed, leaning against her chest, her expression calm, and her breathing soft. She turned her head away.

She felt like laughing a little.

In the end, she just adjusted the collar of the pajamas that had been intentionally loosened, changed into a comfortable position, and held Su Lingyue to rest.

Perhaps because of the medication, Su Lingyue slept soundly until dawn. When she woke up, her arms were outside the covers. She was lying on her pillow. She seemed to have changed positions a lot, because the thin blanket had been crumpled up into a ball. She opened her eyes, but didn't see anything wrong. Then, it occurred to her.

Where was Ji Zhiyi?

She sat up.

She looked at the living room. Ji Zhiyi was sitting on the sofa, making a phone call. She laid back down on the bed. Ji Zhiyi, hearing the noise, turned her head. The door was open. She asked Su Lingyue: "Did you wake up?"

Su Lingyue said: "Mm."

Ji Zhiyi asked her: "Do you want to sleep some more?"

Su Lingyue glanced at the time on her phone. She scrambled up: "Didn't you say that you were going to have breakfast with Arno's people this morning?"

Ji Zhiyi said: "It's at nine o'clock."

Su Lingyue sighed in relief, but still got up anyway. After washing up, she walked over to the sofa and sat down next to Ji Zhiyi. Ji Zhiyi reached out to touch her forehead. She hadn't had a fever since last night. Su Lingyue said, "I get better really quickly."

Ji Zhiyi believed her.

The two quickly got ready. When they opened their door, they bumped into Shen Yuan from the next room. Su Lingyue was stunned, but immediately put on her professional assistant persona and said, "President Ji, I’ve already sent the information about the ten o'clock showcase to Miss Xie."

Ji Zhiyi glanced at Shen Yuan and greeted her: "President Shen, good morning."

Shen Yuan was a bit surprised to see the two of them, but she didn't say anything more. She just nodded slightly: "Good morning, President Ji."

She then looked at Su Lingyue. Su Lingyue gave her a fake smile.

Shen Yuan pushed open her door and walked inside.

Logically, she shouldn't be that interested in Ji Zhiyi’s schedule, but she had clearly told Su Lingyue yesterday that Chairman He would have breakfast at Shen Ji this morning. So shouldn’t Ji Zhiyi be at Shen Ji right now?

She then called her assistant: "Did anything happen when Chairman He was having breakfast this morning?"

Her assistant immediately replied, "President Shen, Chairman He didn't encounter anything out of the ordinary this morning. He didn't meet anyone either."

Shen Yuan hung up the phone, and looked at her phone.

Did Su Lingyue not tell Ji Zhiyi?

She had also heard rumors that the two were at odds. Ji Zhiyi had taken Su Lingyue to her side and was torturing her because of her hatred for her. So it was reasonable that Su Lingyue hadn't told Ji Zhiyi, but she felt that things weren't that simple.

Shen Yuan stood by the window, and saw Ji Zhiyi and Su Lingyue leaving the hotel.

Su Lingyue said, "I didn't give us away, right?"

Ji Zhiyi turned her head: "Give what away?"

Su Lingyue said, "That I stayed in your room last night. She didn't see that, did she?"

Ji Zhiyi didn't say anything.

Su Lingyue said, "Her eyes are pretty sharp."

Ji Zhiyi's tone was indifferent: "Are you praising her?"

Su Lingyue belatedly realized that she had spoken poorly. She quickly made amends: "No, why would I praise her? She's not my girlfriend."

Ji Zhiyi, pleased, glanced at her: "Is assistant Su saying that you only praise your girlfriend?"

Su Lingyue said, "Yeah. Does President Ji want to meet her? My girlfriend has so many good points."

Ji Zhiyi played along: "What good points?"

Su Lingyue said, "She's smart, beautiful, she can run a business, and she can design..." She talked for a while, turned her head, glanced at Ji Zhiyi's chest, and whispered in her ear, "And she's very soft."

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