Chapter 119 Brother, Do You Want to See Me in a Dress?

Chapter 119: Brother, Do You Want to See Me in a Skirt?

Shen Qingci opened his eyes and rose to his feet with the help of his cane.

He took two steps, then stopped.

Turning back, he looked at the man following him like a shadow.

Lu Lin followed closely, less than half a meter away. When he saw him stop, he stopped too, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at him, like a puppy waiting for its master's command.

Shen Qingci said flatly, his tone cold and unruffled:

"You're going back to Lu Group today."

The instant the words left his mouth, Lu Lin's eyes reddened visibly.

Shen Qingci watched him, that look on his face as if he were about to start crying again, and furrowed his brow almost imperceptibly.

He raised his cane and tapped it against Lu Lin's calf, with measured force and a hint of warning.

Those cool eyes glanced at Lu Lin just once, then he parted his thin lips and said one line:

"Cry again, and you'll go blind."

Then he turned, leaned on his cane, and walked toward the door.

Lu Lin froze for a moment, then hurried after him.

He followed Shen Qingci like a clingy nuisance, chattering nonstop:

"If I go blind, will you still love me, brother?"

"No."

"So that means you love me now?"

Shen Qingci kept walking, not answering.

Lu Lin didn't mind; he continued rambling behind him:

"Brother, are you tacitly agreeing?"

"Great! I love you too! We love each other!"

"Brother, let's get married! I know a bridal shop that takes amazing photos. Brother, what kind of suit do you like?"

"Or if that doesn't work, I can wear a skirt instead! Brother, do you want to see me in a skirt?"

Shen Qingci stopped by the car.

The driver had already opened the door and was waiting respectfully.

Shen Qingci turned to look at the man still rambling.

His gaze lingered for a moment on that face, flushed with excitement, and his thin lips parted:

"A skirt?"

He frowned slightly, considering the mental image.

Then he shook his head, his tone calm:

"No, I don't want to see it."

Lu Lin looked at him, at how seriously he was answering his own nonsense, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Pfft."

Shen Qingci looked at him as if he were looking at someone not quite right in the head.

He took a step back to distance himself from the fool, then got into the car.

Lu Lin scrambled after him, trying to squeeze in.

A cane barred his way.

Shen Qingci sat in the car, looking up at him, his tone still cold:

"Zhou Jin said you have foreign partners coming this morning, so you have a meeting before ten."

The smile instantly vanished from Lu Lin's face.

He withdrew his leg from the car door, stood outside, head bowed, looking pitiful.

He looked exactly like a puppy left at home, thoroughly dejected.

Shen Qingci averted his gaze and ignored him.

He closed his eyes, leaned back in his seat, and feigned sleep.

Seeing that playing the sympathy card wasn't working, Lu Lin immediately dropped the act.

He bent down, looking at Shen Qingci, whose eyes were closed in the car.

His gaze slowly traced from Shen Qingci's slightly trembling eyes and brows to his tightly pressed thin lips.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down once.

Then he knelt on one knee on the backseat, leaned completely in, and stopped a fist's distance from Shen Qingci's face.

Lu Lin spoke softly, his voice low and husky, rife with a magnetic allure:

"brother… before we part, can I get a goodbye kiss?"

Shen Qingci slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Lu Lin, who was so close, at those eyes swirling with desire but still holding onto a cautious tenderness. His thin lips parted, and his tone carried an edge of impatience:

"Lu Lin, do you have to ask for permission every time you kiss me?"

Lu Lin froze for a moment.

His voice dropped, tinged with a barely perceptible fear:

"I'm afraid… brother will reject me."

Shen Qingci looked at him.

He saw the hope in his eyes, laced with cautious ingratiation and ingrained humility.

After a long pause.

He spoke, his voice as cool as ever but tinged with boundless indulgence:

"No."

No sooner had the words fallen than Lu Lin kissed him.

The trailing sound was swallowed by the sudden kiss, dissolving into a faint, muffled groan.

Shen Qingci's body stiffened momentarily.

But soon, he closed his eyes, accepting the so-called parting kiss.

Only...

This kiss dragged on endlessly.

So long that Shen Qingci found it difficult to breathe.

He reached out and pushed Lu Lin away.

Panting slightly, he raised his hand and gently touched his slightly swollen lips.

The gesture carried an unconscious allure that deepened Lu Lin's gaze.

He glanced at the man who still looked unsatisfied, and said coolly:

"Get out."

Lu Lin obediently hummed in acknowledgment.

Then, in a flash, he leaned in again and gave a quick peck on Shen Qingci's lips.

Only then did he climb out of the car, shutting the door in one fluid motion.

Sitting inside, Shen Qingci watched him—that air of innocent triumph after getting his way—and said nothing.

He said calmly to the driver:

"Drive."

The black Maybach slowly glided away.

Lu Lin stood there, watching the car vanish into the distance.

The smile on his face gradually faded.

He pulled out his phone, striding quickly toward his car, scrolling through the messages that had accumulated over several days.

His fingers swept quickly across the screen, his brows furrowing slightly.

Zhou Jin's messages came in rapid succession, mostly work reports and pending tasks.

He answered briefly, then pocketed the phone.

Sliding into his car, he settled back, stared at the ceiling, and started seriously pondering a problem.

How to hand over the company to Zhou Jin without letting his brother find out.

He didn't want to keep running to the office.

He only wanted to stay by his brother's side every day.

The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror, then silently looked away and started the engine.