Lazily yours

Chapter 80: Old Man Huang Sheng Hong

Long Yi beamed. He tried to touch her silver hair again. And for the second time, Lyca dodged his hand, wondering if LongYi was someone with problems in his head. It was clear that she didn't like him to touch her. But this man was just… 

Lyca gave him a weird look. She was certain she hadn't poison this man before. Why was he showing some signs of… mental health issues?

"I just thought your hair is exquisite."

She responded with a nod. It was indeed beautiful. But it was too long. Seeing that she wasn't interested in talking to him, Long Yi tried to change the topic. "The last time that we are here… you said you wanted to see the cafeteria? Why don't I show you the kitchen? And— "

"No thanks." After she killed the Long Family's head researcher, Lyca decided to be more careful. Even if Long Yi would point a gun to her head, she would never eat something from this man's kitchen.

"Is there anything?" She asked. Long Yi might be another eye candy but Lyca didn't like him. There was just something in this man's face that she hated. She wondered if it was because his hair looked more prim and proper than her messy bun. Or the fact that his eyelashes were too long it looked completely unnatural. 

Still, everything about this man was screaming vain. Even Shen Qui who was more good-looking than this man was not this vain. 

"Well…Let me accompany you back to your room."

"Why?" her question made him speechless. What does she mean by that?

"I— I just wanted to tour you around. I am sure that you haven't— "

"Thank you but I hate walking."

"…" Again, he felt a little absurd. Did Lyca hate him this much? He turned towards Xie Jun and motioned him to leave them alone. Xie Jun grunted before he complied. Seeing the man in purple gone, Long Yi immediately started talking. "Look… about what happened a few days ago… It was all my father's decision to challenge your company. It wasn't my intention to make you angry."

"…" This man is indeed vain. Too full of himself. "You are thinking too much." Overthinking kills. This Long Yi will probably die at an early age.

"I am sorry that I didn't inform you beforehand." He took a step towards her. But contrary to the movies, Lyca didn't take a step back. Instead, she lifted an eyebrow, daring him to take another step. One more step and he would end up dead.

"Mr. Long… you are over-thinking. I didn't even notice you are with your father until you spoke to introduce your people." This was the longest sentence that she spoke since she arrived here.

A sigh escaped Long Yi's lips. Conquering a woman like Lyca wouldn't be easy. "My apologies." He maintained a kind smile. "Thank you for coming here. I will send you details about the date. It would be right after my birthday." He then went back to the table and handed her a sleek, black invitation card. "You are invited. Wear something black."

She eyed the card before she nodded and accepted it. 

"Is there anything?" 

Long Yi smiled. It seems that Lyca is indeed too lazy to complete some of her sentences. Zhang Zhi's words were actually right. "No." Shaking his head, a peculiar glint flashed in Long Yi's eyes. "Some people will move your things and of course, Shen Qui's things to your new room."

"No need," Lyca uttered but didn't complete her sentence again. She just turned her back and left him wondering what was the meaning behind her words. Of course, she wasn't planning to clarify anything. Staying with a man like Long Yi was bad for her. Moving forward, she should definitely avoid that man. Lyca rode a car towards the mansion where she was staying with Shen Qui. She wasn't planning on talking to him yet, however, to her surprise Shen Qui wasn't in the room when she arrived. 

Her gaze immediately darkened when she saw a note on the table.

[Your father wanted to talk to me. I made some tea and oven-baked bread pizzas. I followed the instructions. It was good. I hope you like it. :)]

"…" A smile crept on her face when she saw the smiley face. Damn, Shen Qui was trying to coax her into speaking to him. She was still mad but seeing the pizza made her realize that her life was too short to be angry about something. So, she smiled and started eating the bread pizzas. Since it was good, Lyca decided to give him half of her forgiveness.

What Lyca didn't know was her father didn't summon Shen Qui. It was the other way around. It was Shen Qui who wanted to talk to Huang Sheng Hong about something very important.

"You— " Huang Sheng Hong's face reddened when he held the paper that Shen Qui gave him. "You and— You wanted to marry my daughter?" 

"Yes, sir."

"And she actually signed this paper?"

"Yes, sir. I haven't submitted it yet so… we are not officially married."

"And you still dared to show your face in front of me?" Huang Sheng Hong gritted his teeth, his vile gaze bore into Shen Qui. "You— did you force my daughter into— " Just the thought of it made him want to explode.

"Sheng Hong…" Contrary to Huang Sheng Hong, Tang Nini calmly drank her tea next to her husband. "I think Lyca was the one who forced this young man into marrying her."

"You— how could you say something like that about our daughter?"

"Heh… This old man. We all know her like the back of our palms. You think she would let anyone decide her marriage? You think someone like Shen Qui could force her into something like that?" Tang Nini smiled and look at Shen Qui. "Young man… be honest with me and start talking about the first time that my daughter asked you to marry her."

"Tang Nini! How could you— "

"Can you calm down and sit down!?" Tang Nini raised her voice and glared at her husband. "Stop acting as If you are the one who proposed to me! Have you gotten too old that you already forgot how we got married?"

Huang Sheng Hong's lips pressed in a straight line as he clenched his jaws unable to refute his wife's words.

"Now…" Tang Nini's voice turned gentle as she smiled and darted her gaze back to Shen Qui. "Tell me everything."

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