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Chapter 151 - 151: The Clumsy Mr. Li
Chapter 151 - 151: The Clumsy Mr. Li
Chapter 151: Chapter 151: The Clumsy Mr. Li
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The room was heated, and Li Beiting held Yu Weiwei tightly for a long time before he finally let her go.
He spread out clean clothes and replaced her damp clothes for her.
“Silly girl, really silly,” he sighed.
After unfastening her coat, he also took off the clothes inside, and Yu Weiwei, still not awake, did not move an inch.
Li Beiting, this privilege-borne man, had never cared for anyone before. He was awkward and clumsy while changing Yu Weiwei’s clothes and nearly hurt her several times.
But, even though he was clumsy, he was still a man. As he unbuttoned Yu Weiwei’s T-shirt under her coat, her fair and clean skin immediately unveiled before his eyes, igniting a blaze within him, consuming and honing his rationality.
Even his fingertips were on fire, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
After struggling with his thoughts for a while, he stood up, avoiding looking at her anymore, and made a phone call to summon a waitress, stepping aside.
“Change her out of her wet clothes,” Li Beiting instructed before walking out of the bedroom.
He stepped into the living room outside and stood by the window looking out.
His heart finally settled down, and he silently gazed out the window.
The night had deepened, and glancing at his wristwatch, the hour hand pointed right at “3”.
Soon, the waitress had changed Yu Weiwei’s clothes and dried her hair.
“Mr. Li, Miss Yu’s clothes have been changed,” she reported.
“Mm.”
The waitress did not speak further and obediently withdrew.
Li Beiting then re-entered the room. The light in the room was warm, casting a peaceful and serene glow on Yu Weiwei’s cheeks.
She still remained motionless, her long eyelashes casting a fan-shaped shadow above her eyes, as beautiful as peach blossoms on spring branches, when a gentle breeze in February made them seem quietly otherworldly.
Li Beiting sat by the bed, his gaze fixed on Yu Weiwei, not uttering a word, just watching her.
He maintained this posture for a very long time, without moving at all, and did not feel tired.
Yu Weiwei, in contrast, slept very deeply, with steady and calm breathing; in sleep, there were no worries to trouble her.
After who knows how long, he covered her with a blanket, turned off the light, and finally left the suite.
Having treated all of MO Shuifu’s wounds, which weren’t too serious, she said to Xu Chaomu, “Chaomu, you should go back early. You have class tomorrow.”
“Shuifu, I’ll wait for Weiwei to wake up, and we’ll leave together. You should also go back early. Let me walk you out,” Xu Chaomu offered, feeling somewhat guilty. Thankfully, both Weiwei and Shuifu were fine now.
“I live nearby, it’s not far. I can walk back by myself. You wait here for Weiwei, don’t worry about me,” MO Shuifu said with a gentle smile.
She always had a pleasant demeanor, pure and pristine like a sheet of white Xuan paper, soft and gentle, always wearing a light, indifferent smile.
“I should still walk you home. It’s late at night,” Xu Chaomu insisted.
Unable to dissuade Xu Chaomu, MO Shuifu nodded in agreement.
Xu Chaomu linked arms with MO Shuifu, supporting her as they walked out.
The night was indeed deep, the surroundings were very quiet, and not a single star could be seen in the sky. Even the moon had hidden behind the clouds.
They had not walked far when Xu Chaomu suddenly stopped.
In front of them was a black Maybach, its headlights had turned on the moment they came out. The window was half down, and the man inside sat at the driver’s seat, still and quiet.
The light shone on Shen Chi’s face, enhancing the angular contours that seemed chiseled, adding an extra chill to his demeanor.
The night’s darkness made him exude a ghostly coldness.
Xu Chaomu and MO Shuifu, caught in the headlights, instinctively shielded their eyes from the light.
Shen Chi said nothing, simply sitting there.
MO Shuifu recognized Shen Chi, a hint of surprise in her greeting, “Mr. Shen, hello. ”
Shen Chi grunted from his throat, still looking cold as ice.
Xu Chaomu hurriedly pulled MO Shuifu’s hand and started walking quickly, as if a demon was chasing them from behind.
She thought he had already gone home and didn’t expect him to still be here.
“Chaomu, why didn’t you greet Mr. Shen? Is he waiting for you?” MO Shuifu asked, somewhat curious.
“Shui Fu, you haven’t told me yet how you came to be at Weiyang?”
Xu Chaomu deflected the conversation.
MO Shuifu didn’t notice anything and replied indifferently, “The pay here is high.”
“Shui Fu, you could completely find another job, you shouldn’t come to a place like Weiyang.”
In Xu Chaomu’s eyes, MO Shuifu was like a fairy rising above the water, unsullied since childhood. In her heart, she was as pure as her name, a lotus rising out of the water.
Emerging from the mud unsoiled, cleansing in the clear ripples without becoming a seductress.
And Weiyang, with its mix of good and bad, was completely at odds with MO Shuifu’s temperament.
“I still have a mother to support. Actually, it’s not too bad here, just serving tea and being careful is enough.”
Actually, she thought, if it wasn’t for that gentleman she encountered last time, she probably wouldn’t have been able to survive peacefully at Weiyang.
“Shui Fu, if you need any help, just tell me. Maybe I can help!” Xu Chaomu said.
“You focus on your studies.” MO Shuifu smiled lightly, without saying much more.
As they walked and talked, Xu Chaomu quickly escorted MO Shuifu to where she was staying.
It was a humble place, but MO Shuifu had decorated it beautifully.
There was a sense of warmth of home that Xu Chaomu quite envied.
“Chaomu, you should go back. Weiwei might be awake and looking for you.”
“Take good care of yourself, remember to apply medicine to the wound on your foot. If someone bullies you, tell me, and I’ll stand up for you!”
MO Shuifu couldn’t help but laugh, “I am older than you, I should be the one protecting you.”
“But I’m better at fighting than you are.”
MO Shuifu laughed again, it had been eight years, and she was still the same.
She was always climbing trees and rooftops, capable of anything, causing Aunt Xu a lot of worry.
Thinking back on these past events, they had become blurry. Like the wisps of cooking smoke that scatter with a puff of wind..
“Chaomu, go back. Be careful on the road,” MO Shuifu said, glancing at the time. It was really getting late.
“Then you should sleep early too. Good night, sweet dreams.”
Xu Chaomu made a funny face at MO Shuifu, her smile as bright and cheerful as the sunshine.
She was always like that, with a memory lasting only three minutes. Even if there was a torrential storm three minutes ago, she would revert to normal after another three minutes.
She was an irrepressible little rascal…
After seeing MO Shuifu off, Xu Chaomu walked back alone along the same path. MO Shuifu’s place was indeed not far from Weiyang; it didn’t take long to reach Weiyang again.
The black Maybach was still parked in the courtyard, though its headlights were off.
But that dominating car shape, that imposing number plate, she recognized with just a glance.
She pretended not to see it, and took a detour.
Unexpectedly, the car started up, made a sharp turn, and arrogantly blocked her path.
The window was halfway down, and Shen Chi’s face showed little emotion, cold and frigid, his lips lightly pursed, his eyes emitting a cold and sharp light.
Xu Chaomu took a few steps back; she wasn’t ready to be run over by a car.
“Get in the car!” the man said, his thin lips parting slightly, leaving no room for refusal..