“Why do you say that?” He clasped her hand, truly puzzled. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
“What if I told you I don’t know, would you believe me?” She genuinely didn’t know. Her only worry now was that he would lose interest in her, extinguishing the hope she had just found.
Chen Ziming looked at her, seemingly trying to guess the reason behind her hesitant words. She grew flustered under his gaze but didn't look away.
“Do you think I’m too casual?” he asked, sitting beside her.
“I don’t…” She dared not admit it, but deep down, that's exactly what she thought. It’s why she felt he wanted to keep her, why she thought his interest was just a fleeting whim.
Even though he said he didn't date, in her heart, it was just an expression of his unwillingness to take responsibility.
“It’s my first time too,” he said, still looking at her.
What?!
Her eyes widened in shock. How could that be? He acted like a seasoned pro, whether it was kissing her, knowing his way around bringing her home, or everything that followed…
“Doesn’t it seem so?” He smiled, his free hand ruffling her hair. “It seems I’ve satisfied you.”
This wasn't the time for playful banter, so she ignored his teasing and slowly spoke.
“Officer Chen, you’re five years older than me. I’m not as cunning as you. Don’t tease me.”
“I’m not teasing.”
This revelation hit her harder than him asking her to be his girlfriend.
She truly couldn't understand him more and more. His family background, his romantic history, his social circle… it was all like a fog, the closer she got, the less clear it became.
Seeing her still disbelieving expression, he decided to drop the topic and said, “Get out of bed and go to the living room. I’ll apply some more medicine for you.”
Did he suddenly put her clothes on and get out of bed to get her more medicine? Not because she hadn't agreed immediately and was impatient?
Her heart settled. Although his words had still thrown her into disarray, she obediently followed him to the living room.
“The way you play tennis is too reckless. You’re prone to injury and easily expose your weaknesses,” he commented with a frown as he applied the medicine.
“Were you… watching the entire game today?” she asked, recalling her earlier confusion.
“Yes.”
“When did you get back?”
“Yesterday noon.”
“How did you know about my match?” She hadn’t posted anything on her social media, nor had she messaged him about it.
“I saw it on Li Niannian’s WeChat moments and asked Chen Cheng,” he replied, continuing to rub the injured area. The warmth felt very comforting.
It seemed… he did care about her somewhat. That was good.
Seeing her silent, he looked up, his expression thoughtful, just like on the debate stage that day – a beauty with intelligence.
He didn't interrupt her, letting her continue her thoughts.
“Officer Chen,” she finally made up her mind, looking at him.
“Yes?”
“About what you said earlier, about moving in, that’s okay.” Moving in would definitely be beneficial for her, allowing for a closer relationship with him, which would mean Su Minghua would be even more hesitant to act against her.
“But about being my boyfriend, can you let me consider it for a bit longer?”
She truly, still couldn’t fully trust him.
She didn't dare to believe how much weight and duration this girlfriend status held. So, even though this status seemed to offer her more benefits, she was afraid to accept it so blindly.
It was safer to observe. If he was genuinely serious about relationships, accepting him wouldn't be too late.
“Okay,” he said, looking at her and agreeing.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Moments later, the doorbell downstairs rang. Chen Ziming stopped what he was doing and activated the visual intercom at the door.
It was Jin Yan, accompanied by a building security guard and a driver carrying food boxes.
“Mr. Chen, you have a visitor,” the security guard said as the doorbell light illuminated.
He pressed the door-opening button.
“Is it the person from the phone call just now?” Su Yue suddenly felt a bit nervous.
“Yes. If you don’t want to see them, you can wait in the bedroom,” he said, having noticed her hesitation.
She stood up, intending to leave, but then hesitated… If she wanted to understand if Chen Ziming was reliable, meeting his friends was a very effective way.
A knock sounded on the door. He looked back at the standing girl and asked, “Aren’t you coming in?”
“Meeting them… won’t hurt.”