570: Only children make choices

“Hmph. You’re all talk, just sweet words to coax people,” Shi Meitong chided, yet her eyes were full of smiles. Chen Xuan took the opportunity to step forward and gently put his arm around her waist. This time, Shi Meitong didn’t pull away; she merely lowered her head slightly, the blush on her face becoming even more pronounced.

“Thump, thump, thump!”

“Young Master Chen Xuan?” Yun Ziling’s voice came through.

The two instantly separated, a hint of panic in Shi Meitong’s eyes.

Just as she was about to say something, Chen Xuan preempted her, whispering in her ear:

“Sister, don’t panic. I’ll send her away. You wait here for me.” With that, Chen Xuan gently released Shi Meitong, straightened his clothes, and quickly walked to the door.

“I’m here. What’s wrong, Miss Yun?”

“Actually, it’s nothing much! I just…” Yun Ziling fidgeted, unable to articulate her purpose.

“Alright, I’m right here. You, girl, don’t need to look for me anymore, but now that I’m here with him, there’s nothing more to say. We should go back,” Shi Meitong’s voice came from behind Chen Xuan.

Yun Ziling’s sudden appearance instantly sobered her up.

After all, there was still someone outside, and it wasn’t convenient for her at all. She still had to wait until it was convenient.

If you ask when it’s convenient? Naturally, it’s when it’s most convenient! (Dog head protecting life)

“Oh, where are we now? How about you two stay a little longer with me?” Chen Xuan, seeing the duck about to fly away from his mouth, immediately stepped forward to persuade them to stay.

“Alright…”

“What do you mean ‘alright’? Yun Ziling, you need to consider your status. Staying in another man’s courtyard for so long…”

Seeing Yun Ziling wanting to stay, Shi Meitong immediately became displeased.

“I… Alright! I just wanted to properly thank Young Master Chen Xuan, I didn’t mean anything else!”

“Hmph, you didn’t mean anything else? Do you think I’m blind?”

“Oh, then… goodbye, Brother Chen Xuan!” Yun Ziling pouted her small lips, but in the end, she left. However, as Shi Meitong departed, a strange light flickered in her eyes.

As time passed, the sky outside gradually darkened. Chen Xuan sat inside the small courtyard’s room, candlelight flickering, making the ambiance even more dim and ambiguous.

Night quietly descended, enveloping the entire venue in moonlight, as if draped in a silver veil.

After meticulously dressing up, Shi Meitong, with a mix of apprehension and expectation, once again stepped into Chen Xuan’s courtyard.

At this moment, Chen Xuan was seen standing tall by the window, dressed in a moon-white robe, moonlight spilling over him, outlining his perfect silhouette.

Hearing footsteps, Chen Xuan slowly turned around, a gentle smile on his face.

Shi Meitong wore a deep purple long dress, its hem flowing like the dark night, gently swaying with her steps, as if a subtle fragrance wafted from it.

A matching silk sash was tied around her waist, tightly cinching her slender waist, further accentuating her graceful figure.

At the neckline, a circle of pristine white fur gently brushed against her skin, making her neck appear longer and her complexion as fair as snow.

Her hair was meticulously styled, with a few wisps falling beside her fair cheeks, adding a touch of allure.

Pearl earrings dangled from both sides, gently swaying with her movements, clinking with clear, pleasant sounds that made Chen Xuan’s index finger twitch.

Looking at her carefully made-up face, her eyebrows were long and slender like distant mountains, and at the slightly upturned corners of her eyes, a tiny tear mole was adorned with gold powder, giving her gaze an even more captivating charm.

Her cherry lips were painted with vibrant lipstick, like a blooming rose, exquisitely luscious.

Most importantly, she was wearing a pair of translucent lace gloves, subtly revealing her slender fingers, with nail polish as vibrant as vermilion on her fingertips. She knew how to dress to impress.

The tear mole, the translucent lace noblewoman’s gloves—every detail of Shi Meitong’s appearance perfectly struck Chen Xuan’s heart.

At this moment, the beautiful woman stood quietly at the doorway, moonlight bathing her, as if plating her with a sacred glow. She was like a Fairy stepping out of a painting, so beautiful that one couldn’t tear their eyes away.

“Little rascal, why are you standing still? What are you spacing out about?”

Shi Meitong’s lips parted. Her eyes held both shyness and anticipation as she quietly gazed at the figure in the moon-white robe by the window, an indescribable emotion welling up in her heart.

“Cough, cough, isn’t it because I found Sister you too beautiful? I’ve waited so long, and you’ve finally arrived,” Chen Xuan said softly, a hint of undetectable excitement in his voice.

Shi Meitong’s face flushed slightly, and she chided, “Only… only you can talk like that. I’ve waited so long; you must give me a satisfactory answer.”

“No problem.”

Chen Xuan stepped forward, gently took Shi Meitong’s hand, led her to sit inside, and then slowly sat beside her, cupping her face in his hands, gazing deeply into her eyes.

However, Shi Meitong didn’t fall for this, but rather pressed Chen Xuan insistently, wanting the answer she desired.

And Chen Xuan, looking at the person within his grasp, let his gaze linger in her eyes, a smile playing on his lips, and said softly:

“Sister, you know, regarding the ‘choose one of two’ question… only children make choices. An adult’s choice is, I want them all!”

“I can neither let go of your captivating charm, Sister, nor can I bear to part with the innocent and naive ( ). You both hold irreplaceable places in my heart.”

Upon hearing this, Shi Meitong froze for a moment.

Then, her face instantly darkened, her beautiful eyes wide open. She directly pulled off her sheer gloves, her eyes filled with anger and disbelief.

“Chen Xuan, what do you take me for? Are you making a fool of me?”

She forcefully pulled away from Chen Xuan’s hands cupping her face, abruptly stood up, “And I had expectations for you! Turns out you’re just a fickle scoundrel!” With that, she turned and walked towards the door, her steps hurried and angry.

If it weren’t for Yu Guili and Ning behind Chen Xuan, she might not have been able to resist giving him a good beating.

After all, she was innocent… not a person of death. Now, after finally mustering the courage to come, she didn’t find what she wanted; instead, she got such an answer!

As she walked and thought, she couldn’t help but feel a bit ridiculous, actually still fantasizing about Chen Xuan…

But since Chen Xuan had given that answer, he could naturally anticipate Shi Meitong’s subsequent actions.

He moved swiftly, taking a stride forward and accurately grabbing Shi Meitong’s wrist.

“Sister, don’t be in such a hurry to leave. Listen to me finish, then make your decision, how about that?”

Shi Meitong turned her head, glaring angrily, “Hmph, you philandering scoundrel, what more is there to say? Your words are simply an insult to me!”

Chen Xuan held her wrist tightly, slightly increasing the pressure, but not enough to hurt her.

“Sister, I know these words might make you angry at first, but you know my feelings for you have never been fake. ( ) is innocent and kind, while you are mature and charming. The feelings you two give me are completely different. My love for you is bone-deep. Keeping ( ) is simply because I want her by my side, so we can protect her and ensure she doesn’t suffer any grievances. But in my heart, you are always the one I care about most.”

Shi Meitong bit her lower lip, tears shimmering in her eyes, a mix of anger and grievance intertwining, “Do you think I’ll believe your nonsense? You just want to have both, enjoying the bliss of multiple partners!”

Chen Xuan sighed slightly, pulling Shi Meitong closer to him, and gently caressed her back with his other hand, his movements tender and comforting.