Shen Jiuyi felt her heart thumping wildly, unsure how to respond to Lin Yu.
Before coming to find Lin Yu,
she had repeatedly steeled herself mentally.
She believed she wouldn't lose her composure too quickly in the face of any suggestive remarks or teasing from Lin Yu.
Unexpectedly,
she had still overestimated her own abilities.
It was only the first sentence after entering the door, and Shen Jiuyi was already flustered.
Lin Yu always seemed to pinpoint her blind spots with precision, leaving her at a loss for words.
Shen Jiuyi: "I..."
Lin Yu: "Alright, just joking with you. Don't be so nervous."
As he spoke,
Lin Yu gently placed a hand on Shen Jiuyi's back, guiding her further into the room.
[Ding!]
[A brilliant move! The Saint's intimate gesture has thrown the Star-Gazing Pavilion Elder's heart into disarray!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Shen Jiuyi: "!!!"
Every time she made physical contact with Lin Yu, Shen Jiuyi couldn't help but feel nervous.
She had just been spared from answering Lin Yu's question, and now came an even more intense stimulus.
Shen Jiuyi knew she was done for!
Maintaining a controlled expression was already her limit; she couldn't utter another word.
Lin Yu felt a secret sense of triumph inwardly.
It seemed tonight's affair wouldn't be too difficult.
The system's prompt was enough to explain everything.
It indicated that Shen Jiuyi wasn't resisting the current situation.
Passing through the small living room, they entered Lin Yu's bedroom.
Shen Jiuyi could tell at a glance that Lin Yu had tidied up in advance.
After all,
this wasn't her first time in Lin Yu's bedroom; she still held many memories from last time when she performed the fate-reading divination.
Shen Jiuyi glanced at the desk. Aside from a computer chair, no other chairs were placed there.
For a moment,
Shen Jiuyi wasn't sure where to sit.
Thinking carefully,
Lin Yu wasn't the type to neglect a guest.
Unless...
he intentionally didn't prepare a chair!
Shen Jiuyi stood in place, looking suspiciously at Lin Yu.
She couldn't fathom what Lin Yu was hinting at.
Lin Yu pointed to the sole computer chair and said,
"When we had the birthday party, to have enough chairs, all the other chairs from my room were moved out."
"You sit here. We'll pull the desk closer to the bed."
"I can sit on the bed to eat; it won't be a problem."
Shen Jiuyi hesitated for a moment, then nodded and sat down.
What else could she do besides sitting?
She couldn't possibly sit on the bed, could she?
That would be far too inappropriate!
Shen Jiuyi thought carefully and cautiously, not daring to relax for a single moment.
In reality, however...
Lin Yu had genuinely forgotten about the chair situation!
He had been busy cleaning the room as soon as he returned; how could he spare the attention for other matters?
He wasn't a deity, capable of calculating every step with such precision.
Occasionally, he would still forget some minor details, leading to a bit of awkwardness.
But in the eyes of Shen Jiuyi, who held him in high regard,
it seemed as if every move Lin Yu made was laden with deeper meaning.
Ah, people.
Once suspicion starts to creep into the heart,
even the smallest matter can be magnified infinitely within.
"A few spins of the wheel~ become our profound fingerprints..."
Lin Yu's phone rang with an incoming call at an inopportune moment.
The phone was on the desk, instinctively drawing Shen Jiuyi's gaze.
Seeing the caller's name, Shen Jiuyi's heart tightened.
Shen Buyao!!
Why would YaoYao call suddenly at this time?
Could it be that she couldn't find her and was calling Lin Yu to verify?
To avoid any disturbances tonight, Shen Jiuyi had specifically set her phone to silent.
If any calls came through in the meantime, she had planned to simply ignore them.
It was highly possible she had missed a call from Shen Buyao!
While lost in thought,
as Lin Yu picked up his phone, she also picked up her own.
Thank goodness, thank goodness.
There were no missed calls on her phone, not even a single WeChat message.
"Hey, YaoYao."
Lin Yu answered the call, chatting calmly with Shen Buyao.
Shen Buyao's call had nothing to do with Shen Jiuyi.
Instead, she and Huang Feiya had finalized the price for the antiques and had just set the specific auction time.
After completing all this, she called to inform Lin Yu,
letting him know that if he had time, he could attend the auction together.
The matter had already drawn Lin Yu in.
No matter how much he wished to remain aloof and undisturbed by others,
it seemed unrealistic.
Moreover,
there was still the mission concerning Huang Feiya.
By all accounts, Lin Yu should personally get involved and thoroughly engage with the Huang sisters.
Avoiding it entirely held no meaning.
Seeing Shen Jiuyi's flustered appearance, Lin Yu put the phone on speaker.
His aim was to let her hear clearly that he was discussing serious matters with YaoYao.
"Okay, thanks for your hard work, YaoYao. Between us, I won't say thank you."
"I'll be at GuiXing on time the night after tomorrow to check out the auction scene with everyone."
"You watch the shop well. Don't doze off and lose anything."
With that,
Lin Yu prepared to hang up.
"Hey, hey, hey, wait! Damn Lin Yu, why are you in such a hurry to hang up?"
Sensing Lin Yu's intention to end the call, Shen Buyao quickly tried to stop him.
Lin Yu: "..."
He had put the call on speaker so Shen Jiuyi could hear, aiming to set her mind at ease.
Cutting off the call without giving Shen Buyao a chance to speak was, in fact, to reassure Lin Yu himself!
It was hard for him to predict what today's Yaoyao might say.
Huang Feiya's appearance had, in an indirect way, stirred something in Shen Buyao.
Although Lin Yu's actions had done much to reassure her,
it was still possible she might vent a few complaints to him or say something ambiguous.
Lin Yu hurriedly asked,
"Yaoyao, is there something else you wanted to say?"
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