Yun Zhaozhao: "Then could you ask the kitchen to bring some out? And please hurry, I'm starving."
The guesthouse manager accepted the order and left.
Wen Xu was playing with the stray cats in the yard when he saw the guesthouse manager go to the kitchen, so he got up and followed him in.
He went in and washed his hands first, then casually asked the guesthouse manager, "How did you know what type of person your abbot likes?"
Wen Xu's idea was to start by getting to know the people around Yun Zhaozhao Yun Zhaozhao to find out her preferences, so that the next time Yun Zhaozhao went out together, he could casually cater to her tastes.
The guesthouse manager then made a surprising remark. "Our abbot is a sucker for good looks, didn't you notice?"
Wen Xu: "..."
No wonder Yun Zhaozhao sensed his feelings today and didn't try to distance herself from him at all. She even treated him the same as before. Wen Xu initially thought it was because he possessed a wealth-generating secret, but it turns out it was just because of his looks?
Thinking this, Wen Xu couldn't help but take out his phone and look at his face.
He didn't pay much attention to skincare before, partly because he was young, and partly because, well, guys aren't usually that meticulous. But if Yun Zhaozhao really is a sucker for looks, then it seems he'll have to take better care of his face from now on. At the very least, he'll need to put on a face mask after staying up late for live streams every night.
Although Wen Xu often picked up and dropped off his parents at Clear Breeze Temple Guesthouse Clear Breeze Temple Guesthouse before, this was his first time dining there.
He knew the food at Clear Breeze Temple Temple's canteen was delicious, but he thought that was all there was to it. However, after trying the food at Clear Breeze Temple Clear Breeze Temple Guesthouse today, he realized that it truly lived up to Qingfeng's reputation as a premium Clear Breeze Temple Guesthouse, as even the food there perfectly suited his taste.
And whether it was because he was hungry or because the food was really to his liking, he ate two large bowls of rice before slowing down his eating pace a little.
Martial Uncle Chuli had been drinking tea nearby without disturbing Yun Zhaozhao and Wen Xu's meal. Now that Wen Xu had almost finished eating, he finally asked the question he had been wanting to ask since earlier, "Where did you two just come back from your date?"
Wen Xu had just taken a bite of stuffed chili pepper when he heard the word "date," and it felt like he'd been bitten by a chili pepper himself. The burning sensation spread from head to toe, and he couldn't stop coughing.
Yun Zhaozhao casually pushed a cup of Clear Breeze Tea over to him before taking a moment to answer Martial Uncle Chuli's question, "You're overthinking it. We're not at the point of dating yet. We just went to the furniture market for a stroll."
Martial Uncle Chuli: "Oh, you haven't reached the dating stage yet, but you've already picked out some furniture together? Your dating pace is definitely different from most people's! Is this the popular 'marriage first, love later' trend among young people?"
Yun Zhaozhao couldn't help but chuckle, " Martial Uncle Chuli, I thought you could live to be over 100 years old because you, like Xiaoming's grandfather, didn't like to meddle in other people's business. I didn't expect you to be quite gossipy." Not only gossipy, but also quite fashionable, you even know about marriage before love.
Martial Uncle Chuli, "You don't understand. The Eight Trigrams can help you live a long life! Besides, I did a divination for you two when you came in, and I think you two are quite compatible."
Yun Zhaozhao: "How was it calculated? By looking at faces?"
Martial Uncle Chuli: "No. Judging from your walking posture, when you two came in just now, you both stepped in with your right leg first. Doesn't that make you look like a family?"
Yun Zhaozhao: "... Did you secretly read my book, 'Fortune-Telling Crash Course in 30 Days '?"
Wen Xu, standing to the side, Wen Xu, "... You people from Clear Breeze Temple are really interesting. Is the focus now on discussing whether or not fortune-telling is relevant? Shouldn't the focus be on discussing their relationship?"
Wen Xu lowered his voice. "Don't you need to explain our relationship?"
Yun Zhaozhao: "What's there to explain? It's perfectly normal for a beauty like me to have a few rumors. Besides, I don't think you're that bad. You're quite attractive, so it's not shameful to have rumors with you. You don't need to feel inferior at all."
Wen Xu: "..."
Chapter 130
Wen Xu actually had very little experience in pursuing girls.
Because before, it was always young girls who pursued him.
After all, he's good-looking and his family is rich.
Any girl with a discerning eye knew he was a rising star. So ever since their school days, he'd been constantly showered with love letters, breakfasts, and water from girls...
Perhaps because it was so easy to get what he wanted, Wen Xu never considered pursuing girls as a big deal.
Wen Xu has a good buddy nicknamed "Da Chou." This nickname is indeed a bit disrespectful, but it's also quite fitting, because he's tall and big, but his face is incredibly ugly.
Back in his adolescence, Da Chou was Wen Xu's deskmate. He would spend every day engrossed in studying a book on how to woo girls, neglecting to eat or sleep. But that didn't stop girls from running away from him at the mere sight of him. The Wen Xu Wen Xu laughed back then, the more he regretted it now—if only he had learned more theoretical knowledge from Da Chou back then, he wouldn't be at a loss for how to pursue a girl like Yun Zhaozhao who doesn't play by the rules at all.
Although Wen Xu had little experience in pursuing girls, he had one advantage: he was particularly good at catering to their preferences.
Since Yun Zhaozhao thinks his face is alright, let's start with that!
Thinking this, Wen Xu immediately put down his chopsticks and walked to the center of the guesthouse courtyard.
There's a swing set in the yard, and the warm sunlight is shining on it right now. Behind the swing set is a pond full of lotus leaves. Although it's not yet the season for them to bloom, the lush greenery still looks quite picturesque.
Wen Xu sat down on the swing set, smiled at Yun Zhaozhao, and said, "Come on, could you take a couple of pictures of me?"
Yun Zhaozhao didn't think much of it, picked up her phone from the table, and snapped a couple of pictures of Wen Xu.
Yun Zhaozhao's photography skills are limited, but fortunately Wen Xu has that handsome face to save the day, so the photos she took are only barely acceptable.
Wen Xu leaned over and glanced at the finished product, then reluctantly nodded. "It's alright, just take a look!"
Yun Zhaozhao: "Then should I send you the photos?"
Wen Xu: "No need. You can keep it and enjoy it at your leisure."
Yun Zhaozhao: "?"
Wen Xu smiled Wen Xu and followed Yun Zhaozhao's train of thought, saying, "We're already rumored to be boyfriend and girlfriend, how can we not have a couple of private photos of each other on our phones? Here, I'll take a couple for you too."
Before Yun Zhaozhao Wen Xu react, Yun Zhaozhao raised his phone and snapped two photos of her.
He was tall and used a top-down angle to shoot. When he handed the phone over, Yun Zhaozhao saw her face magnified on his phone screen. Most importantly, because the sunlight was so bright, she had to squint – it was practically a death angle.
Wen Xu was surprisingly satisfied with his photography skills. "Look how good your skin is! It's practically dazzlingly white in the sunlight; you can even see the fine downy hairs on it."
Yun Zhaozhao: "... If you zoom in a little closer, you can not only see the fine hairs on my face, you can even see the pores on my face."
Wen Xu: "Really? Let me see."
The moment Wen Xu spoke, he actually put down his phone and leaned closer to look at Yun Zhaozhao's face. Yun Zhaozhao watched as his face drew closer and closer...
So, being obsessed with looks can really be a mistake at crucial moments. If it were someone even slightly less attractive, and they suddenly came up to her like that, Yun Zhaozhao would have slapped them on the spot. But with Wen Xu slowly getting closer, all Yun Zhaozhao could think about was: Wen Xu's eyelashes are really long. Won't they block his vision? Wen Xu's nose is quite high. They say men with high noses are good in certain areas, I wonder if that's true; oh, Wen Xu's lips are a nice color too, a red but not too bright, I wonder what it would feel like to kiss them...
Wen Xu closer and closer, his hot breath spraying onto Yun Zhaozhao's face, but Yun Zhaozhao showed no sign of backing away. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he stopped first.
He had been so focused on attacking that he hadn't realized how suggestive the position was. Only now, having stopped, did he realize that with one hand supporting himself on Yun Zhaozhao's chair, it looked as if he was about to press Yun Zhaozhao's entire body against the chair...
The key point is that even though he was pressing down on Yun Zhaozhao, Yun Zhaozhao acted as if nothing had happened, calm and composed, while he was panting heavily, as if he were being pressed down.
At this point, neither advancing nor retreating was an option; Wen Xu was stuck there, and she herself blushed with embarrassment.
The guesthouse manager and Martial Uncle Chuli, who had watched the whole thing from behind, exchanged glances. They both felt that with Young President Wen skills, he was likely to be defeated by Yun Zhaozhao, this thousand-year-old fox.
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Wen Xu practically fled in panic that day.
Moreover, even though nothing happened that day, after he went back, he had several indescribable dreams in a row. In his dreams, Yun Zhaozhao did this and that to him, and the key thing was that he actually felt quite good in the dreams.
This made him even more annoyed after he regained his senses. Who, really, is the king here?!
Despite his displeasure, he obediently put on a face mask. After all, Yun Zhaozhao was a sucker for pretty faces!
Jingting found it quite unbelievable to see Wen Xu carrying boxes of face masks into the house. In Jingting's mind, men didn't use face masks. He was the type who would even wash his face sometimes when he was lazy.
Wen Xu's reasoning was quite high-sounding. "We're live-streaming e-commerce hosts now, a profession that requires showing our faces, so we have to be responsible to our viewers. Applying face masks is an important part of demonstrating our professionalism. Here, take this whole box of face masks; go back and use them properly. Look at your face, how rough it is!"
Jingting raised his hand and touched his face. Was it rough? He didn't think so; in fact, he thought his face wasn't rough enough. After all, a grown man should be a little rough to show his masculinity!