138: Chapter 138 Spring Breeze and Tender Feelings

At night.

On the way home, Feng Jiayue kept holding Shen Weiyue's arm tightly, excitedly telling him how unique the experience of watching a movie in the cinema was.

But Shen Weiyue knew that while the girl might truly be excited about new experiences, she was mostly doing it to tempt him on purpose.

Tempting him, a model student and outstanding cadre.

Young men, ask yourselves: with a beauty whose looks rival a School Beauty holding your arm and pressing against you, at the prime of her youth...

Who the hell could resist that?

Director Shen felt he couldn't resist it anymore. Separated by thousands of miles, having gone months without intimacy—how could a single quick encounter make up for that?

He even suggested halfway there that they let Feng Jiaxin stay home alone tonight while they went to a hotel to "look at the moon."

Feng Jiayue's eyes grew hazy for a moment, but then she gritted her teeth and firmly refused.

"Brother Shen, I'm worried about leaving my sister home alone."

"You are playing with fire!"

"It is playing with fire, and I like playing with fire."

"You'll get yourself burned."

Seeing Feng Jiaxin walking ahead, Shen Weiyue gave Feng Jiayue a sharp smack on the rear. The person in front suddenly stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.

"What's wrong with Feng Jiaxin? She can't even walk steadily on such flat ground?" Shen Weiyue asked, feigning confusion.

"It's nothing, she's just not paying attention to where she's walking. It's fine," Feng Jiayue answered softly.

Hearing the conversation behind her, Feng Jiaxin wished she could pounce on her sister and bite her to death.

She could only pray in her heart that her sister would behave like a decent human being tonight!

However, after this prayer, and after walking a dozen steps, Feng Jiaxin picked at her fingers and thought: maybe it would be better if her sister didn't behave like a decent person tonight.

After all, sometimes when you can't get the direct experience, an indirect one is fine too.

The three of them returned to the rented apartment like this.

Once home, Feng Jiayue immediately arranged things without hesitation: "Feng Jiaxin, you go wash up and go to bed early. Your Brother Shen and I have something to discuss."

"Oh, okay." Feng Jiaxin agreed, but inwardly she was scoffing: what business could there be between two people so eager for each other? I'm not a three-year-old child.

She finished washing up quickly and went straight to the bedroom.

Shen Weiyue was chatting with Feng Jiayue in the living room when a thought suddenly struck him. He asked, puzzled: "Eh, why put the folding bed in the bedroom? Why not put it in the living room?"

Feng Jiayue replied: "That won't work. We only have one electric fan, and if we did that, we'd have to light two mosquito coils."

"There's no need to be that frugal; how much does a mosquito coil cost?" Shen Weiyue shook his head, unable to laugh or cry. "We'll buy another electric fan tomorrow. That's not how you should be saving money."

"There's no need, Brother Shen. You won't be staying here for many more days; buying an extra fan would be a waste."

"But with the curtain in between, won't the air not reach?"

"There will always be some breeze that gets through."

Feng Jiayue was firm in her attitude; the frugal mindset was simply carved into her bones.

Shen Weiyue thought to himself that, judging by this, they probably hadn't spent much of the salary he'd paid them over the last two months.

Such a girl was truly a rare gem for homemaking in the countryside, but to grow and strengthen their business in the future, a simple frugal mindset wouldn't be enough.

Consumption habits still needed to be cultivated slowly, and their horizons needed to be broadened.

People who don't understand how to spend money will never understand how to make money, especially big money.

Director Shen, who loved to lecture others, intended to hold a sermon. Feng Jiayue laughed and pushed him into the Restroom, chiding: "Oh, Brother Shen, save your big principles for later. Go take a shower first; I can only wash up after you're done."

"What do you mean 'later'? I think some of your concepts must be corrected. This matter is best handled sooner rather than later. Don't wait for later; we'll talk about it tonight. I must impart all my knowledge to you and reverse your small-scale peasant mindset..."

Shen Weiyue emphasized righteously. It was a habit from his past life—he always loved to lecture people on ideology at the drop of a hat.

Feng Jiayue giggled, pushed his head in, and closed the door.

Shen Weiyue felt very uncomfortable covered in sweat, so he didn't say any more, stripped down, and went to take a shower.

However, when his gaze accidentally glanced at the laundry basket, his heart couldn't help but flutter.

Damn... I couldn't tell.

Such a shy and timid little girl, and she has this kind of style!

Forget it, forget it. Do not look at what is improper.

Shen Weiyue forced himself to avert his gaze and quickly finished his shower before returning to the living room.

"Brother Shen, I'm going to go wash up now, okay?" Feng Jiayue asked, blushing as she held a bundle of clothes in her arms.

"Mm, go ahead. I'll use the computer for a while to handle some things. When you're done, don't worry about me; just go to the bedroom first." Shen Weiyue sat down at the computer to study the online store's data.

The new customer service girl they had recently hired was quite dedicated; she was still earnestly answering customer questions at this hour.

Otherwise, the sisters wouldn't have had the time to go shopping with him.

The performance of the Huijia Digital online store was getting better and better, forcing Shen Weiyue to hire a customer service girl ahead of schedule so that Feng Jiaxin could occasionally run errands with Feng Jiayue.

But it was still a bit stretched.

Shen Weiyue felt it was necessary to add more staff, which was also an important reason for him coming over during this break.

Of course, some problems were slowly emerging as they developed, which also needed to be communicated and solved in person.

Shen Weiyue looked at the online store's backend data for a while, then checked the novel platform's backend data. His inbox had already received a reply from an editor regarding his newly submitted novel.

As expected, a new book had been accepted and received a contract notification.

The new writers hired by the novel studio would finally have work to do.

While Feng Jiayue was still in the shower, Shen Weiyue called Project Manager Zhang Yaoyang. The other party was very happy to hear he was back and invited him out for drinks.

"Let's do the day after tomorrow night; I need to handle some things first," Shen Weiyue said.

"That works. I'll have Little Jiang drive to pick you up then. We won't stop until we're drunk," Brother Crow said with a hearty laugh.

Feng Jiayue came out of the shower wrapped in a bath towel. Seeing Shen Weiyue still on the phone, she pointed to the bedroom to indicate she was going in first.

Shen Weiyue nodded and talked on the phone for a while longer before hanging up.

He stayed in front of the computer for another ten minutes or so when Feng Jiayue suddenly sent a QQ message: "Brother Shen, my sister is asleep. You can come in."

Shen Weiyue's heart skipped a beat. He turned off the computer screen, took a sip of water, and walked toward the bedroom.

He opened the door gently; the lights inside were off.

But borrowing the light from outside the window, he could vaguely see a perfect figure lying on the bed, snowy white skin faintly visible beneath thin black gauze.

That figure was supporting her head with one hand, and with the other, she beckoned to him, signaling him to hurry over.

Shen Weiyue climbed onto the bed on tiptoes, and Feng Jiayue pressed against him softly: "Brother Shen, look at my lingerie..."

Her voice was very soft, audible only when close to his ear.

Shen Weiyue reached out and touched it; it felt silky smooth.

"Yueyue, you are so seductive."

"Do you like it?"

"I do."

"Then don't lecture me with big principles; cherish this rare time."

"No, the big principles must be discussed even more. I not only want you to realize the breadth and depth of truth, but I also want to study it carefully with you."

Shen Weiyue pulled her into his arms and rolled on top of her, asking in a low voice: "Is Feng Jiaxin asleep?"

Feng Jiayue thought to herself, 'Asleep my foot,' but verbally she affirmed: "She's asleep. She sleeps very soundly; no matter how you call her, she won't wake up."

After all, no one can wake someone who is pretending to be asleep.