Chapter 629: Lamia Will Be Here Soon

Chapter 629 Lamia is about to arrive

After finishing her meal, Wu Yue was about to wash the dishes when Shen Que suddenly appeared beside her and cleared the dishes.

Wu Yue, "No need, I can do it myself."

Shen Que shot her a sidelong glance, "If you don't eat the ice cream soon, it'll melt and lose its flavor."

Wu Yue opened the ice cream container, saw that it had mostly melted, took a spoonful into her mouth—it wasn't too cold, and very sweet.

Shen Que watched Wu Yue eating with her head down, then wordlessly sat down across from her and finished what she hadn't eaten.

Seeing Shen Que eating her leftovers again, Wu Yue's eyes welled up as she shot up from her seat, about to tell him not to do this anymore.

Shen Que cut in, his voice calm and cool, "Getting food delivered here isn't easy. Do you have to waste it just to prove your determination?"

Wu Yue was left speechless once more, fuming with anger.

Seething, she felt light-headed, she plopped back down harshly and jabbed at the ice cream violently with her spoon before shoved it in her mouth.

Eat, eat, eat! She was going to finish it all!! To show her determination!!

After finishing his meal, Shen Que watched Wu Yue assaulting the ice cream as if it were a sworn enemy, and his demeanor softened slightly, the corner of his mouth quirking up.

Amid the sound of Shen Que washing the dishes, Wu Yue ate the ice cream until only the last spoonful remained at the bottom.

Shen Que washed his hands, dried them, and turned to walk to Wu Yue's side. Wu Yue looked up warily, "What?"

Shen Que planted a hand on the table and leaned in abruptly. Wu Yue made to escape, but he instantly grabbed her by the nape, holding her firmly in place.

Wu Yue's eyes widened in shock, "Shen Que, let go..."

Shen Que extended his thumb and swiped it across the corner of Wu Yue's mouth, his movement seemingly casual as it grazed her lips, making her freeze on the spot.

After wiping it, before Wu Yue could react, he brought his thumb to his own lips and licked it.

Shen Que said casually, "You had something on your mouth."

With that, he naturally released her neck and pulled away.

Before leaving, Shen Que glanced sideways, "Come over for measurements once you're done eating."

Wu Yue stared at Shen Que's retreating figure, her world rocked.

...

!!!

Where did he learn these flirtatious tricks from?! Since when did he become so skilled at teasing?!

Wait... no, he wasn't teasing... Shen Que was a germaphobe. He only helped her because there was ice cream on her lips...

Ridiculous... that excuse wouldn't even fool a ghost!! It doesn't make any sense at all!!

If he's a germaphobe, how could he wipe her mouth with his hand and then lick it himself?!

He really is teasing her... saying they should keep a professional relationship, yet everything he does is flirting and taking care of her...

So... does Shen Que still want to be with her...?

Wu Yue secretly glanced back at Shen Que, accidentally meeting his gaze, and immediately averted her eyes.

Seeing Wu Yue wasn't moving, Shen Que stood up and walked to a neither-too-close-nor-too-far distance behind her.

"Miss Wu Yue, hurry up. I have other matters to attend to."

Wu Yue: "..."

She let out a deep breath, then stood up and walked over to Shen Que.

Wu Yue reached out her hand to Shen Que. "Give me the measuring tape. I'll do it myself."

Shen Que pulled his hand back. "It's inconvenient for you to do it alone."

Clenching her teeth, Wu Yue said, "Shen Que, this is inappropriate!"

Shen Que looked at her with a serious expression. "It's work-related. I'm reluctant too."

Fuming, Wu Yue's breathing grew heavier. "Can you stop with the work talk all the time?"

Suddenly, Shen Que leaned in close. Just as Wu Yue tried to step back, his scorching palm pressed firmly against her back, holding her in place. His gaze was dark and profound as he looked at her.

"Then what do you think we should talk about, if not work?"

Before Wu Yue was about to push him away, Shen Que had already distanced himself. "Miss Wu Yue, Wu Chong has a partner. I'm the only one who's single, so this task falls to me."

Wu Yue's heart skipped a beat. "I'm not interested in General Shen's personal life."

Tilting his head, Shen Que replied, "That's for the best. Otherwise, it would be troublesome for me too."

Wu Yue stared at Shen Que—aloof, sharp-tongued, yet unnervingly calm, as if he couldn't care less while she was the one getting worked up.

Through gritted teeth, she said, "Fine, then measure me!"

What did she care? Yeah right! She didn't care at all!

With a murderous glare, Wu Yue spread her arms open. Shen Que, holding the measuring tape, passed his hands from Wu Yue's sides, bending down, his breath faintly brushing past her ear.

Wu Yue's heart, already pounding angrily, racing even faster at the sudden closeness, as if hitting top speed.

She could even smell Shen Que's shampoo scent—identical to hers.

It smelled so good... Shen Que smelled wonderful. Beyond the shampoo, there was a sweet fragrance that made her want to lean closer.

Struggling to suppress the urge, Wu Yue stood her ground firmly. As Shen Que pulled back slightly, her expression turned resolute and stern.

The measuring tape moved from her sides to the front. Feeling Shen Que's fingertips brush lightly against her, Wu Yue felt like she was on fire, her face, ears, and neck flushing crimson.

Shen Que's gaze, looking down, swept brazenly over Wu Yue's flushed cheeks and earlobes. The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly ambiguous and tense.

He deliberately stepped closer, tightening the tape measure. His fingertips inched inward until they were just a hair's breadth from Wu Yue's chest.

Enveloped by his heated aura, Wu Yue feared Shen Que would feel her rapidly accelerating heartbeat through his fingertips.

As Shen Que lowered his head to check the measurement, Wu Yue's eyes trailed from his silver-white hair downward. Her fingers twitched slightly, wanting to touch his hair.

Shen Que drew nearer until he was right in front of her. Suddenly, he lifted his head, and Wu Yue, caught off guard, met his gaze up close. Amid her thunderous heartbeat, she heard Shen Que let out a soft chuckle.

Wu Yue's mind exploded like a mushroom cloud. What... what was he laughing at?!

Why did he have to let out such a suggestive chuckle right after measuring her bust?!

It's normal for breast size to increase during pregnancy... duh!!

Wu Yue was completely stunned, her gaze helpless and shattered. Shen Que gave her an inscrutable look, the corners of his mouth curling into a cocky grin.

Furious, Wu Yue snatched the measuring tape from Shen Que's hand, glaring at him fiercely. "You creep!"

Grabbing the data from him, she turned and ran back to her room, slamming the door shut from the inside. Wu Yue covered her flushed, hot face.

She scared herself—she thought her heart had died, yet her lips still longed to kiss a man.

Ahhh! Resist male charm? Starting with you—not me!!

Enraged, Wu Yue punched her pillow. It was all Shen Que’s fault, deliberately seducing her!!

A while later, Wu Yue slapped down the new measurements in front of Shen Que and tossed the measuring tape into his arms.

"Here!"

Shen Que took the data, glanced at it, folded it neatly, and slipped it into the inner pocket of his Order Officer uniform.

He had no intention of sending his wife’s body measurements back for everyone to see. Once the current matters were resolved, he would take Wu Yue to buy new clothes in the Order Realm.

As for the so-called measuring, it was nothing more than a married couple's flirtation.

Seeing Wu Yue fuming and about to march back to her room, Shen Que stood up and followed her.

Wu Yue spun around abruptly. "Don't you follow me!"

Her resolve was firm; she had rebuilt her psychological defenses. A little male charm wasn't going to sway her!

Shen Que remained expressionless, all business.

"Like I said earlier, I have important matters to attend to soon.

Miss Wu Yue, pack your things. Wu Chong will be here any minute to pick you up.

For the time being, you’ll be staying with Wu Chong."

Wu Yue’s breath hitched. Staying with Wu Chong... Just what was happening that Shen Que would make her move in with another man...

Just then, Wu Chong came in right at that moment.

Catching Shen Que’s meaningful glance, he immediately raised his voice:

"Yue Yue, hurry up. Lamia will be here soon.

It wouldn’t be good if she saw you—it might affect..."

Noticing Wu Yue’s expression change, Wu Chong quickly shut his mouth, adopting a serious tone.

"Sorry, Miss Wu Yue. Business is business, and this part of the work needs to remain confidential."

After speaking, seeing Wu Yue’s expression grow even stiffer, Wu Chong and Shen Que exchanged a knowing look.

Shen Que—well done.

Wu Chong—who else!