After Being Betrayed I Married the Glamorous CEO-Chapter 108: A Moment of Spring Night is Worth a Thousand Gold!

Chapter 108: Chapter 108: A Moment of Spring Night is Worth a Thousand Gold!

Shen Fanyun, grinning cheekily, kept bantering with Lin Meiqing under the guise of keeping her company. But how could she not know his real intentions?!

Exasperated, Lin Meiqing eventually compromised. She reluctantly set her phone to wide-angle mode, placed it on the dresser, and stepped back. And just like that, not only could Shen Fanyun see her entire upper body clearly, but her lower body was exposed as well. Her skin, glistening with water, exuded a hazy beauty. Shen Fanyun admired her intently through the screen, even having the audacity to gravely instruct her to adjust her poses.

If his judgment was correct, Lin Meiqing was at least 173 cm tall and had a true nine-head body proportion—a head-to-body ratio of nearly one-to-nine. Simply perfect!

Her disbelief turned to anger. "Get lost!" she fumed, hanging up with a SLAM. Looking was one thing, but making so many ridiculous requests was another thing entirely!

Shen Fanyun pursed his lips, staring blankly at his phone.

After Lin Meiqing finished her routine and lay in bed, she began to wonder. Was my reaction just now too harsh? Did I hurt Shen Fanyun’s pride? She picked up her phone and typed out a message, but deleted it just before sending. It was clearly this little rascal who made me angry!

"Mom, is something troubling you? You don’t look well," Lin Jia asked softly, her sleepy little head poking out from under the covers.

Their modest circumstances and being a single-parent family meant Lin Meiqing had shared a bed with Lin Jia since she was a child. Even now that Lin Jia was a grown woman, the mother and daughter still squeezed into the same bed by tacit agreement. It was a habit of over a decade that was impossible to break.

"I... I’m fine, really." Lin Meiqing tucked Lin Jia in and said softly, "You should get to sleep. You have work tomorrow."

"Okay," Lin Jia murmured, and soon fell silent.

Lin Meiqing’s mind raced, leaving no room for sleep. After scrolling idly through her phone for a long time, she found herself growing more and more agitated. What should I do?

"Are you asleep?" she asked Shen Fanyun in the chat.

Shen Fanyun replied instantly, "I’m counting the seconds. How could I possibly sleep?"

Lin Meiqing was speechless. "You’re sick."

It was still several hours until 7:30 a.m. Is Shen Fanyun really planning to stay up all night and sneak in after Lin Jia leaves for work?

"I am sick. I have an illness that only you can cure!" Shen Fanyun declared bluntly, implying the long, lonely night was too much to bear.

Lin Meiqing started to suspect he really was nearby in the complex with no intention of going home. "You... you’re not still around here, are you?"

"Maybe... maybe I should come down and keep you company? It’s a bit cold tonight, and I don’t have any men’s clothes to give you." Lin Meiqing couldn’t bear it. If I’d known this would happen, I never would have left him the key. Then he wouldn’t be so fixated on this.

"Go to sleep. Don’t worry about me."

Shen Fanyun changed the subject and chatted with her for another hour, even starting a video call at one point. Eventually, without realizing it, Lin Meiqing’s eyelids grew heavy, and she drifted off to sleep.

Lin Jia had been sensible from a young age. To lighten her mother’s burden, she had learned to make her own breakfast or buy it outside when she was very little, so Lin Meiqing didn’t need to trouble herself. Lin Jia cherished this extra time, hoping Lin Meiqing could sleep in a little longer.

「7:20 a.m.」

Lin Jia set a prepared breakfast out for Lin Meiqing. Then, she tiptoed into her shoes, opened the door, and hummed a little tune only she could hear as she walked away.

「7:25 a.m.」 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

A dark figure crouched down and opened the door. The slight noise didn’t stir the deeply sleeping Lin Meiqing.

The small bedroom, filled with women’s clothes, radiated a fresh fragrance. Pink curtains, pink quilt. Shen Fanyun mused, I thought Aunt Meiqing was bluffing me. I can’t believe she really left me the spare house key.

At that moment, Lin Meiqing was sleeping peacefully on her side at the edge of the bed, looking utterly serene and gentle. Her breathing was even, the fingers of her right hand resting on a corner of the quilt. Shen Fanyun pondered, Should I wait for her to wake up, or...

"Jiajia, did you forget something? Why are you back?"

Lin Meiqing stirred but wasn’t fully awake. She rubbed her hair and was about to turn over and open her eyes when a corner of the quilt was suddenly thrown open. It felt like something had just crawled in.

"Ah?" Lin Meiqing’s body went rigid, and she tried to shoot upright.

But it was too late. A large hand wrapped around her waist, and when she came to her senses, a familiar face was right before her eyes.

"Xiao... Xiao Shen," Lin Meiqing stammered. Then it hit her, and she remembered her arrangement with Shen Fanyun from the previous night. The guy had actually shown up as promised.

She let herself lie back down, her head sinking into the pillow. Shen Fanyun lay down beside her, their shoulders touching. "No wonder they say a woman’s room is a boudoir," he murmured appreciatively.

"You’re here so fast," Lin Meiqing whispered, her surprise mingling with nervousness. Is it about to start?

Shen Fanyun spoke with mock seriousness. "I timed it perfectly. To delay even a second of such a beautiful event would be disrespectful to you."

Speechless, Lin Meiqing turned her back to him, propping her cheek on her hand. Her heart surged like the sea. She could clearly hear the frantic pounding in her chest.

"What’s wrong?" Shen Fanyun asked softly.

"It’s nothing," Lin Meiqing said.

Deciding to take matters into his own hands, Shen Fanyun gently turned her to face him. Lin Meiqing reflexively closed her eyes, peeking at him through her lashes.

"Shall I begin?" he asked.

Lin Meiqing slowly nodded.

She intended to adjust her position slightly. As she reached out, her hand brushed against Shen Fanyun’s skin, and the reality of the situation struck her. When did this guy get naked?

"How long have you been here?" Lin Meiqing asked, astonished.

"One minute," Shen Fanyun replied.

Lin Meiqing found that incredible.

Shen Fanyun flashed his brilliant white teeth. "It’s a skill!"

Stripping completely naked and getting under the covers in one minute—that speed and efficiency really is a skill!

Shen Fanyun’s hand caressed her body. She was wearing a white T-shirt with wide sleeves, large enough for an adult’s arm to slip right through.

"This is uncomfortable. I... I should just take it off," Lin Meiqing said, arching her back to remove the shirt.

But unexpectedly, Shen Fanyun skillfully hooked his index finger around the elastic of her black panties. "This will save us some trouble later," he said.

Lin Meiqing rolled her eyes as his fingers slid down, pulling her last piece of clothing out from under the covers.

At that moment, their two naked, scalding bodies touched, sometimes intentionally, sometimes not.

Lin Meiqing took a deep breath and boldly spread her arms. Shen Fanyun got the hint, wrapped his arms around her, and pinned her beneath him.

Restlessness. Boiling blood. It felt as if every pore in her body had burst open.