The door opened, and Wen Mubai obediently put on white disposable slippers before coming out. His washed long hair was wrapped in a towel, revealing his beautiful shoulder and neck lines.
"Why are you sleeping on the floor?" She walked closer to Xu Chacha, sat down on the sofa next to her, turned her head to unwrap the towel, and dried her hair little by little.
Her long hair is really well-maintained, smooth and shiny black, comparable to the kind of hair that has special effects in shampoo commercials.
"This is an air mattress!" Xu Chacha covered her head with the blanket, only her eyes showing as she looked at her expectantly. "Your hair is so healthy. Mine always turns into a tangled mess after I wash it."
Wen Mubai leaned down and pulled the blanket off her head. "When did you dye your hair?"
Xu Chacha's dye job was quite a lot; I couldn't tell from the video.
"I went with Zhu Zhu last week." Xu Chacha is easily influenced. Zhu Zhu kept nagging her that this hair color would definitely look good and suit her perfectly. Since she was just sitting and waiting anyway, she might as well get it done together. As a result, she impulsively dyed her hair.
Who knew that after dyeing, my already poor hair quality became even rougher.
Wen Mubai raised his hand and ruffled her hair, which was so messy it looked like dog hair because it was covered by the blanket. "It's alright, it suits you quite well."
Xu Chacha dyed her hair a dark brown color, which only shows some reddish-brown under strong light, but not too much. This understated color actually makes her skin look very smooth.
"Is it pretty?" Xu Chacha blinked.
"Beautiful." Wen Mubai smiled and gently pinched her cheek.
It doesn't feel as good as it did when I was a kid, but it's still pretty easy to squeeze.
Xu Chacha frowned and turned her head away, "I'm not a child anymore, why do you keep pinching my cheeks?"
She didn't realize that she looked like a rebellious child, her tone both coquettish and complaining, making people want to tease her again.
Wen Mubai stopped smiling, curled his fingers and scratched her chin twice, the force light as if teasing a cat, "Okay, you're a big kid now."
Xu Chacha slapped her hand away, giving up on the idea of changing Wen Mubai's attitude with a few words.
"Hurry up and dry your hair, or you'll catch a cold. The hairdryer is on that cabinet over there."
"Understood, my little ancestor."
Wen Mubai took the hairdryer into the bathroom, locked the door, and used it to reduce the noise.
Xu Chacha bumped her head on the pillow, sent two messages to her roommate to let her know she was safe, and then her eyelids couldn't help but stick together.
It's really difficult to ask someone who's into health and wellness to stay up so late.
After Wen Mubai finished drying his hair, he came out and found that there was no sound outside. Looking down, he saw that Xu Chacha had indeed fallen asleep.
She was asleep, but her hand was still gripping her phone. Her disheveled hair was spread messily on the pillow, and she looked exhausted.
Wen Mubai knelt down, brushed her hair aside, and gently touched her fair forehead as he had done when they were children, softly saying, "Goodnight."
"Hmm... Goodnight, Auntie." The person, half-asleep, murmured and replied, as if this habit was ingrained in their bones.
...
After sleeping on an air mattress for one night, Xu Chacha originally thought she would wake up with a sore back the next day, but when she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the bed with her legs spread wide apart.
Um?
She sat up and was surprised to see Wen Mubai, who was terrible at cooking, making breakfast.
"Awake?" Wen Mubai seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. "Brush your teeth, wash your face, and come down for dinner."
"Why am I sleeping here?"
"I don't know." Wen Mubai continued working. "Maybe you climbed up here by yourself last night."
"Impossible." Xu Chacha was quite confident in her sleeping posture (?).
"I saw you weren't sleeping comfortably, so I carried you up here." Wen Mubai cut the sandwich into pieces, arranged them on a plate, and served it to the table.
"I slept perfectly fine," Xu Chacha argued.
She put on her slippers, pulled up the collar of her pajamas which had been askew from sleeping, and habitually turned on the screen to check the time.
"Oh no! I'm going to be late! I have an early class today!"
Shouting, Xu Chacha rushed into the bathroom at lightning speed, quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face, then hurriedly grabbed her clothes and put them on.
Wen Mubai sat at the table flipping through a magazine, sipping a cup of coffee, appearing leisurely and very calm.
"Who hasn't been late a few times in college? Sit down and eat first."
"What are you making?" Xu Chacha asked as she leaned over to the dining table, still tying her hair up.
"Egg sandwich." Wen Mubai pushed the plate toward her.
The cooking method is still the same one that Xu Chacha taught her when she was seven years old. Over the years, living alone abroad, her cooking skills haven't improved much, and she still relies on this to make a living most of the time.
"I like it." Xu Chacha's love for eggs is the kind that she could eat every day and never get tired of.
Whether it's boiled or fried, people might subconsciously believe that high protein content helps with growth.
"Eat more if you like, one is enough for me." Wen Mubai then pointed to the side, "I've heated up the milk for you too."
"Thanks."
Time was of the essence, and Xu Chacha didn't care about table manners as she stuffed the food into her mouth. Fortunately, Wen Mubai's egg sandwich was soft and fluffy, so it wasn't too dry.
She wolfed down one of the dumplings, then tilted her head back and finished the glass of milk.
"Okay, I'm going to school now."
"Go ahead." Wen Mubai put down the magazine and prepared to go out with her. "I'll see you downstairs."
“Okay.” Xu Chacha said to her while putting on her shoes, “I have a spare key here, I’ll give you one later. You don’t need to pack when you leave, I’ll be coming over again this weekend anyway.”
Wen Mubai didn't react much to her words, but after she stood up, he pressed his hand on her shoulder and said, "Don't move."
"Huh?" Xu Chacha opened her mouth slightly.
Wen Mubai pulled out two tissues from the side and wiped the food crumbs from Xu Chacha's mouth. "Are you planning to save this for lunch?"
Thinking about how disheveled she looked, Xu Chacha blushed with embarrassment. "I won't do it again next time. Don't see me off, I'll run there myself."
She grabbed her phone and ran, as if a ghost were chasing her.
...
Fortunately, she was fast enough to get into the classroom before the bell rang.
Her roommates had already saved her a spot, but since they hadn't gotten up early either, they only managed to get a corner spot at the back.
Fortunately, this class wasn't an important major course, so there's still time to cram before the exam.
Xu Chacha lowered her body, trying her best to make herself inconspicuous, and went inside to sit down. Zhu Zhu hooked his arm around her neck and said, "Little beauty, where did you go partying last night?"
Xu Chacha removed her hand, "Don't talk nonsense. If it's too late to come back, I'll just sleep in the rented room."
"Oh~"
Jiang Shu was noticeably more talkative than usual today. "Goddess, did you two have a good time catching up last night?"
"What's the point of catching up? I was so sleepy when I got back that I fell asleep right away." Xu Chacha yawned. "I almost couldn't get up this morning."
"I can't get up in the morning... hahahaha."
"Zhu Zhu, what are you laughing at?" Xu Chacha asked, puzzled.
"Ignore her. Everyone has something on their mind," Jiang Shu said for her.
Xu Chacha still didn't quite understand, but judging from Zhu Zhu's sly expression, she knew it wasn't something suitable for children.
She might as well not know at all.
"By the way, your aunt is Wen Mubai from HN, right?" Su Qing said in a low voice, "What a coincidence, I saw her scandal a few days ago."
"What scandal?" Xu Chacha frowned.
Wen Mubai isn't a celebrity, so why would paparazzi need to follow her around taking pictures?
"Here's the link." Su Qing sent the link to the group.
Xu Chacha clicked on it out of curiosity, and what she saw was a huge, eye-catching title.
Fashion executive suspected of having a same-sex lover; intimate photos of multiple people leaked.
"Damn?" This was Xu Chacha's first reaction.
This title is so misleading. If she weren't familiar with Wen Mubai's personality, she would really think that her private life was so messy that it was unimaginable to ordinary people.
The so-called intimate photos are nothing more than some group photos of her with attractive foreign beauties accompanying her when she goes to various events. The distance between the two is almost half an arm's length, which hardly qualifies as "intimate".
"This is her assistant, I think her name is Anna," Xu Chacha frowned as she recalled. "Are foreign paparazzi starting to follow our marketing accounts?"
When writing based on an image, the entire press release, even at several hundred words, contains less information than the title.
“There’s more.” Su Qing showed her the picture below. “This one is a bit ambiguous.”
Xu Chacha leaned closer and immediately fell silent.
The photo shows two figures from behind. The taller one is Wen Mubai, she would never mistake him. Her hand is around the waist of the woman next to her, and another hand is on her neck. The woman in the black skirt is leaning gently against her, and the two look very intimate.
"I think she's a mixed-race model. I followed her on Instagram before. I think her name is Feifei. She's incredibly beautiful and has a super hot body!" Zhu Zhu said, pointing.
"The goddess must have met a lot of models in HN, could it be..."
Xu Chacha stopped listening to their discussion. Her head was heavy, and she couldn't even manage a forced smile.
She saved the picture and zoomed in on it repeatedly on her phone.
Does she have a great figure?
So that's what she likes.
If you really have a girlfriend, why didn't you tell me?
While she was thinking about something, Xu Chacha's phone suddenly lit up.
Dear Auntie: Please send me your class schedule. I'll pick you up this afternoon.
Xu Chacha opened her photo album and sent it to her in a sullen mood, then turned off her phone and tried to focus her attention back on her book.
"You stinky auntie," she muttered angrily, stabbing her textbook with her pen.
Not long after the message was sent, Xu Chacha's phone started vibrating again, this time with more than one or two messages.
She opened the lock screen in confusion to take a look.
Dear Auntie: Hmm?