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Chapter 152 Little Liu's Seduction
Chapter 152 Little Liu's Seduction
"Boss," Wang Wei's soft voice broke the silence, "back to the hotel, or to that vegetarian restaurant Mr. Ren mentioned yesterday?"
Jiang Yu opened his eyes, glanced at the wet street outside the window, and felt a wave of drowsiness wash over him.
After intense brainstorming, he longed for some time to relax on his own.
"Let's go back to the hotel. Have room service bring some light refreshments to our room."
"Okay." Wang Wei nodded, her fingers flying across the computer screen.
"Hmm." Jiang Yu leaned back, his gaze falling on the flowing light and shadow outside the car window. "By the way, Wang Wei, you've had a hard day. Nothing much to do tonight, you should get some rest, or maybe go for a walk. I remember you said you wanted to bring some Shanghai snacks home for your family?"
Wang Wei smiled and didn't stand on ceremony: "Thank you, boss. I'll just go shopping downstairs later. Please call me anytime if you need anything."
By the time we returned to the suite with its expansive view, it was completely dark.
The rain seemed to have stopped, but the air remained humid and muggy.
Jiang Yu took off his shirt, revealing his six-pack abs, and walked barefoot onto the soft carpet to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
Beneath my feet lies the dazzling lights of Nanjing West Road, where traffic flows like a river.
The city's prosperity and vitality, day and night, carry an undeniable sense of oppression and allure.
Room service served a simple yet exquisite dinner: a bowl of clear matsutake chicken soup, a plate of stir-fried asparagus and shrimp, a bowl of sweet chicken head soup, and a few small Shanghai dim sum dishes.
Jiang Yu didn't have much of an appetite, so he ate a few bites and then asked the waiter to take the food away.
After taking a hot shower to wash away the fatigue and dryness of the air-conditioned room, and changing into comfortable cotton loungewear, Jiang Yu finally felt truly relaxed.
He poured himself a small glass of the hotel's single malt whisky, added an ice cube, and, with his glass and laptop in hand, nestled into the large, soft sofa in the corner of the living room.
I turned on my computer and logged into the QQ account that was always online for her.
The profile picture is still the classic penguin, and the nickname shows the status "Q me".
He glanced at the time; it should be early morning in Los Angeles.
I had just opened the chat window and hadn't even had a chance to type anything when a video invitation window popped up, accompanied by the familiar "beep beep beep" notification sound.
Jiang Yu's lips unconsciously curled up as he clicked "accept".
After a few seconds of buffering, the screen lit up, and a stunningly beautiful face, bare-faced yet still radiant, filled the frame.
Liu Yifei seemed to have just gotten up; her hair was loosely tied back, revealing her smooth forehead and slender neck.
She was wearing a soft, light gray loungewear set, with a corner of her New York hotel living room in the background.
"Boss Jiang, are you done with all your busy work?" Liu Yifei's voice came through the earphone, slightly hoarse and teasing, typical of someone who had just woken up. "I thought you were going to be chatting with President Shen and President Ma until dawn."
"Of course not," Jiang Yu took a sip of his drink, looking at the reassuring face on the screen, his smile deepening. "Even the most important business meetings have to give way to time for our boss's briefing, right?"
"Don't give me that," Liu Yifei wrinkled her small nose, her eyes full of laughter. "I think you're still scared by yesterday's concert, hiding in your hotel and too afraid to go out, huh? A mysterious tycoon showed up at the concert and sang on stage with Eason Chan—tsk tsk, Mr. Jiang, your fangirling is really something else! The whole of China knows about it."
Jiang Yu rubbed his forehead, a helpless yet amused expression on his face: "I knew it—wasn't it that girl Shu Chang who gossiped about this to you first?"
"Hahaha!" Liu Yifei laughed, her eyes crinkling into crescents, unceremoniously betraying her best friend. "It's her! Early this morning, before I even slept, she called from overseas, acting like she was there herself. She said, 'Qianqian, Qianqian, look at the news! Your Jiang Yu is on the entertainment headlines! He's even singing a duet with Eason Chan! Oh my god!' Then she sent me a bunch of links, photos and videos from various angles—'Mr. Jiang, I didn't expect you to have such expressive faces when you sing!'"
As she spoke, she deliberately imitated the bewildered expression on Jiang Yu's face in the video, where Eason Chan had his arm around her shoulder and she looked like she was wondering, "Who am I? Where am I? Why did I come up here?" She imitated it so well that Jiang Yu burst out laughing.
"Don't even mention it," Jiang Yu shook his head. "It was purely an accident. I just wanted to listen to some music in peace and quiet, but who knew E-God had such sharp eyesight that he could spot me among tens of thousands of people. I guess it was because Wang Wei and the others were too conspicuous next to me."
He paused, a hint of grievance in his voice, "You're still laughing at me? I'm practically the subject of ridicule across the internet."
"No way, everyone praises you for being cute and down-to-earth, saying they never expected such a big boss to have this side to him."
Liu Yifei stopped laughing, but the mischievousness in her eyes hadn't completely disappeared. "But seriously, the photos are really good. There are a few stunning side profile shots that I've saved. They're much better looking than your own serious financial magazine covers."
"Oh? Really?" Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow, leaned forward closer to the camera, and lowered his voice, "So—compared to that photo of someone on the set of 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils' who was caught sneaking snacks and got sugar smeared all over their face, which one is cuter?"
"Jiang! Yu!" Liu Yifei's cheeks instantly flushed red. She glared at him, both embarrassed and annoyed. "Don't bring up old things! I'll hang up if you say another word!"
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about it anymore." Jiang Yu knew when to stop, but his smile became even gentler.
Looking at my lover's vivid and lively expressions through the screen, all the complicated calculations and grand plans from the afternoon seemed to recede into the distance for the time being.
"How was today? How did the filming go?"
"It's alright, but I wake up really early in the morning..." Liu Yifei picked up a thick book of printed manuscripts and frowned.
After discussing work, the conversation returned to everyday matters.
Liu Yifei showed him the new potted plants she had added to her home, complained that the dry weather in New York made her skin condition unstable, and mentioned that she had spoken to her mother on the phone the day before yesterday, and her mother kept saying that she missed him (of course, the original words were "When will Xiao Jiang have time to come back for dinner?").
Jiang Yu then told her about Shanghai's annoying plum rains, the delicious cup of Lapsang Souchong at the Peace Hotel, and the interesting side of tycoons Shen Nanpeng and Ma Yun, which is slightly different from their public image.
"Is Jack Ma really that energetic? I feel like he has endless energy when I watch his speeches," Liu Yifei asked curiously.
"Even more so than during speeches," Jiang Yu laughed. "His body language is rich, his ideas are imaginative, and he has an exceptional ability to grasp the key points. President Shen, on the other hand, has a completely different style, as calm and collected as a precision instrument."
"You two seem to be having a deep conversation?" Liu Yifei asked, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes sparkling.
"Well, I'd say it's a mutual recognition. We even co-invested in a mobile browser company." Jiang Yu briefly explained UC's situation. "Oh, and they also mentioned Huayi's IPO. Mr. Ma personally invested quite a bit, jokingly saying he and I would be on the shareholder list, fighting side-by-side."
"Huayi is going public?" Liu Yifei asked in surprise, then laughed, "Won't those people at Huayi be overjoyed? Your original shares—oh my, our Boss Jiang's net worth is going to skyrocket again?"
Her tone carried a hint of pride and a touch of endearing frugality.
"It's just a number on paper." Jiang Yu waved his hand dismissively, but his gaze remained fixed on her smiling face on the screen.
The alcohol and the warm atmosphere made him feel exceptionally relaxed. He watched her on the other end of the video call, laughing so hard she fell onto the small sofa. He watched her slender fingers casually tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and a strong longing welled up in his heart.
Seemingly noticing the change in his self-awareness, Liu Yifei gradually stopped laughing, and the two ends of the screen suddenly fell silent for a few seconds.
She slightly adjusted her posture, and the neckline of her loungewear opened a little as she moved, revealing a section of her fair and delicate collarbone.
Her gaze became somewhat unfocused, the blush on her cheeks seemed to deepen, and her fingertips unconsciously twirled a strand of hair hanging down in front of her chest.
"Jiang Yu————" she called softly, her voice even softer than before, like a feather gently brushing against her ear.
"Hmm?" Jiang Yu responded, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.
The screen's resolution wasn't particularly high, but the hazy light and shadow, along with the misty moisture in her eyes, created an indescribable allure.
"When are you coming back?" she asked, her tone filled with undisguised affection and a hint of coquetry.
"Next month, I suppose." Jiang Yu's voice also lowered slightly.
"So long—" she muttered softly, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she suddenly brought her face close to the camera.
The screen was instantly filled with her magnified, flawless face, and you could even see the slight trembling of her long eyelashes.
Her eyes were hazy, her red lips parted slightly, and she whispered, "Then—do you miss me?"
These words, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly created ripples in Jiang Yu's heart.
He looked at his lover, who was so close yet so far away, and could clearly feel his heart racing.
"What do you think?" he asked back, his voice hoarse.
Liu Yifei did not answer directly, but leaned back slightly to make herself appear fully in the frame again.
Then, she did something that made Jiang Yu gasp for breath; she stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked her lower lip very slowly and lightly.
It was an unconscious, innocently seductive gesture, which, combined with her hesitant gaze, was incredibly alluring.
Then, as if that wasn't enough, she lightly placed her fingers on the top button of her loungewear, her fingertips tracing it almost imperceptibly, while her eyes looked at Jiang Yu on the screen with a mixture of provocation and shyness, as if asking, "How about this?"
Jiang Yu suddenly felt the whiskey in his hand burning his throat, and the air conditioning in the room seemed to have stopped working.
He took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure, but his eyes betrayed him.
"Liu Yifei, you're playing with fire." He lowered his voice, his tone carrying a warning, but more so with indulgence and expectation.
"Really?" Liu Yifei tilted her head, her smile sly as a fox, but her fingers actually began to unbutton the button.
The movements are slow, as slow as a slow-motion shot in a movie, with every frame full of hints.
"It's a bit hot here. I'm all alone in the room."
The first button was undone, revealing a small patch of more delicate skin and a barely visible curve.
Jiang Yu's breathing became completely disordered.
He had to put the glass aside to avoid accidentally knocking it over.
A surge of heat coursed through his body, clamoring to break through the damn screen and pull that mischievous little woman into his arms.
Just when the atmosphere was at its most enchanting, on the verge of exploding...
Meow~
A soft, meowing cat suddenly broke the silence.
A Persian cat with snow-white fur and jewel-like blue eyes strolled gracefully into the frame, jumped straight onto Liu Yifei's lap, and rubbed its fluffy head against her hand, interrupting her "unbuttoning project".
It's Liu Yifei's cat in America, named "Snowball".
Liu Yifei exclaimed "Oh dear!" as the cat's interruption instantly dissipated most of the ambiguous atmosphere she had been deliberately creating.
She picked up Snowball, somewhat amused and exasperated, and ruffled its head. "Snowball! You're such a little rascal!"
Snowball meowed innocently, found a comfortable spot in her arms, and started licking its paws.
On the other side of the screen, Jiang Yu was stunned by this sudden "twist". He was first stunned, then he couldn't help but chuckle softly. The laughter grew louder and louder until he almost collapsed on the sofa.
The lingering excitement and heat from before were completely dispelled by this clueless cat, leaving only tenderness and amusement.
"What are you laughing at!" Liu Yifei, hugging the cat, glared at him, her face as red as a ripe apple, both embarrassed and annoyed. A smile involuntarily crept onto her lips. "It's all your fault! You insisted on video chatting! Now Xueqiu is laughing at us!"
"Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault." Jiang Yu finally stopped laughing, wiping away the tears that had welled up in his eyes. "But, Snowball's rescue was really timely. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would need emergency care tomorrow because of excessive blood loss."
"Pah! Nonsense!" Liu Yifei spat lightly, but her eyes still held an intense affection.
She pressed her face against Snowball's soft fur and muttered, "I'll settle the score with you when you get here—"
"Okay, I'll wait." Jiang Yu's gaze was gentle as water. "When the time comes, you'll get your principal back with interest."
The two chatted for another half hour, covering everything from general topics to everyday matters, until Liu Yifei called her to have breakfast, at which point they reluctantly prepared to end the call.
"Go eat quickly, don't go hungry," Jiang Yu urged.
"Yeah, you too, get some rest." Liu Yifei hugged the cat and waved at the camera.
"Okay. Take care of yourself too, don't overwork yourself."
"The same to you."
Jiang Yu took one last deep look at his beloved on the screen before ending the video call.
The computer screen went dark, revealing his own reflection with a gentle smile.
He leaned back on the sofa, savoring everything from the video he had just watched: her teasing, her coquettishness, her mischievous little actions, and the comical yet heartwarming moment when the cat interrupted them at the end.
Turn off the main light in the living room, leaving only a dim wall lamp on.
Jiang Yu went back to his bedroom, and before going to sleep, he picked up his phone again and sent a short message to that familiar number:
[I forgot to mention in the video that you looked absolutely stunning today. More beautiful than any celebrity.]
A few seconds later, a reply came, just one word, but it was as if you could see her smirking through the screen:
【Humph. 】
Jiang Yu smiled, placed his phone on the bedside table, turned off the light, and lay down.