Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 116 - 103. Who Stole My Heart_2

Chapter 116: 103. Who Stole My Heart_2

"Still, it’s okay, I guess..."

Right after that, the cup of Four Seasons tea in front of her was claimed by Lu Jincheng and moved to the other side.

His actions were smooth and unabashed.

"Let me try some."

The man also pushed his large cup of mango pomelo sago towards her, squinting his eyes at her.

"..."

Zhou Sinin watched Lu Jincheng’s move, as if spellbound, hesitant to speak.

On the straw of the milk tea close to the man, there were still traces of her lipstick marks.

Before she could remind him, new lips had already covered them.

Does... does this count as an indirect kiss?

No, it does, right!

"Try mine too. I added ice cream, it’s quite tasty."

"Oh, okay."

And, unexpectedly yet not surprisingly, Zhou Sinin felt no aversion to his lack of boundaries. On the contrary, she felt a hint of delight.

She lowered her head and sipped Lu Jincheng’s mango pomelo sago.

Indeed, it was so sweet.

Her heart melted instantly, like chocolate ice cream, soft and sweet, yet thumping strongly.

The two exchanged their milk teas and ate the rice noodles in front of them, chatting about everything from sisterly gossip to daily life, speaking incessantly.

"Your senior sister, being such a big influencer and earning so much, only bought you an electric scooter?"

Mentioning the scooter parked at the entrance of the café, Zhou Sinin pursed her lips, seeming somewhat sour.

"It’s the thought that counts, making money isn’t easy for her either."

Mou Keyan’s painstakingly chosen gift, of course, Mr. Lu would not explain to her in too much detail.

No matter the age, comparison and one-upmanship seem to be built into women’s bones.

"Not everyone is as generous as Boss Zhou. If they were, wouldn’t surprises be all over the place?"

"You have a point."

Zhou Sinin giggled, her mouth corners turning up smugly.

...

"Why did you get the large size? I can’t finish it~"

"Give it to me."

After leaving the café and settling the bill, they strolled along Nanhu Lake.

In Jiang City’s October, the days were still long, the dusk lingered after the sun had set, and the lakeside banks hung with weeping willows, the air was slightly cool.

Today, Zhou Sinin had only applied light makeup, with soft eye shadow and thin setting powder, even her gently curved eyebrows were filled in with powder, everything light and natural.

She didn’t dress in her usual skirts for going out, opting instead for high-waisted jeans since she was trying out a scooter, which accentuated her proportions.

With high heels, walking shoulder to shoulder with Lu Jincheng, they matched the ideal height difference, drawing the gazes of passers-by.

They proceeded with an informal cadence, occasionally brushing sleeves, throwing empty milk tea cups into the trash, remnants of each other’s breath still on their mouths.

In silence, the breeze gently carried their breath away.

"Um, thank you."

The path along the lake had no visible end, there were few people around at this moment, and the night was just right.

Lu Jincheng slowed his pace, propped one hand on the lakeside railing, stopping in place.

"Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for the gift."

"Why are you being so formal all of a sudden? You’ve given me things too."

Zhou Sinin blinked, her tone light.

The dim streetlight provided a natural shadow, enhancing the moon crescent-like charm of the girl’s lower eyelids.

"This time it’s different," added Lu Jincheng.

"How is it different?"

"As a kid, I watched ’The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.’ In it, Yin Susu tells young Zhang Wuji..."

"I’ve seen it too. What did she say again?"

"Child, when you grow up, be wary of women deceiving you, the prettier they are, the more deceptive."

In the evening breeze, Lu Jincheng’s voice was deep.

"My mom was there too. She agreed strongly and repeated it several times."

"..."

Zhou Sinin stayed silent, waiting for him to continue.

"Clearly, I’m afraid I can’t fend off anymore."

"How so?"

Zhou Sinin looked at him with a smile that was not quite a smile.

"I accepted your gift because I consider you one of my own."

"If you deceive me in the future, I’ll have no choice but to accept it."

As the lake lay serene, Lu Jincheng let go of the railing and turned to face Zhou Sinin.

"Hopefully, when you do turn on me, you’ll show some mercy, remember that I am polite and courteous."

"Lu Jincheng, what would I deceive you about?"

The girl’s eyes looked misty as she lifted her chin slightly towards him.

This man could really spout nonsense!

All that buildup for what?

What on earth was he trying to say?

"..."

Lu Jincheng stayed silent, took a couple of steps forward, and, bending over, took Zhou Sinin’s right hand and pressed it against the left side of his chest.

Pressed against his beating heart.

...

...

Zhou Sinin couldn’t sleep that night.

During the drive home with Lu Jincheng, both of them didn’t talk much, maintaining a considerable level of tacit understanding.

The last scene she had with Lu Jincheng face-to-face kept replaying in her mind.

Her palm was resting on the man’s chest, her gaze drifting beyond him to the treetop behind him, but not looking at him.

It was as if she could hear the pounding of heartbeats, synchronizing in her ears.

Seconds later, she finally let her gaze meet his eyes.

There was still moonlight in the clouds, enough moonlight for them to see each other clearly in their eyes.

She returned to the dorm, washed her face, brushed her teeth, took a shower, dried her hair, and took the time for her skincare routine but still couldn’t figure out what Lu Jincheng meant.

Even when her roommate teased her about her progress with her meal buddy, she only reflexively responded with a couple of sentences without being engaged.

It wasn’t until she climbed into her own little bed and pulled the pink curtains around it that she entered her own little world and had the chance to sort through her muddled thoughts.

Being alone provided plenty of time to think, and thinking could resolve many things.

Was Lu Jincheng joking, or was he serious?

What could she possibly deceive him of?

That gesture of pressing on the chest.

Could it mean that she had deceived his heart?

She bit her lip and involuntarily shook her head.

Ridiculous, how could someone else steal a heart that belonged to him?

Impossible.

But if the heart was stolen, what would that imply?

She lay on her pillow, her fair legs swinging off the side of the dormitory bed, swaying as she fell into reminiscence.

She remembered the offhand comments he made while eating, the unconscious reactions he had when drinking bubble tea.

It seemed...

That only couples would share bubble tea without any hesitation, right?

She remembered he had said to understand why someone liked you.

So...

Was he considered someone close to her?

The more she thought, the more vigorously her legs moved, until, suddenly, her left knee slipped from the skin and dropped.

Thud.

The bedboard emitted a soft noise.

She abruptly woke from her reverie.

He was someone close to her, no doubt about it.

He...

Could it be...

If she had stolen his heart...

Does that mean he likes me?

...

...

Lu Jincheng drove his golf back to the Jiangnan Garden and parked in a public space.

He had planned to go back to the university, but after thinking it over, he realized it was inconvenient to park without an entry pass since the faculty were on holiday.

Mou Keyan was not home that evening.

He got home and nestled into the soft couch, exhaling deeply.

Occasional solitude was so refreshing!

He opened the fridge, grabbed a beer, allowing its thick, cold bubbles to tumble down his throat.

Now he had time to open his phone and start replying to messages one by one.

Work messages came first.

His fingers flew over the screen, tapping rapidly, giving Luo Shaoqin feedback on new materials and informing Luo Lang about his upcoming schedule.

He also agreed to meet with his older schoolmate in the next few days to discuss things with the owner of the nighttime tutoring center.

Next came messages from the girls.

He first replied to the sporadic messages and photos sent by Zhong Ruixi, such as hometown scenery, class reunions, and local delicacies.

He quoted each one and replied slowly.

The older schoolmate didn’t send many messages since they had just spent so much time together offline; Mr. Lu responded briefly.

Guan Yongyi also sent a private message that night, sharing not only the majestic beauty of a kitten but also, for the first time, gossiped with Lu Jincheng.

"My client actually lives in the same community as me!"

Teacher Guo? He already knew about her.

Lu Jincheng chatted with her for a while and agreed to go give Mian Mian her injection in a few days, then he intentionally wrapped up the conversation.

He replied to all the messages that required a response.

But he felt as though something was missing tonight.

He scrolled through the chat windows on his screen back and forth.

Oh right, he hadn’t checked his social media yet!

Then, Mr. Lu began to look through his Moments.

There were three types of posts he never liked.

Sexy photos, no.

Show-offs flaunting wealth, no.

Emotional monologues, no.

Quickly, he found a quality post that fit none of those categories.

It was a simple music share, an old song by Jacky Cheung.

—"Stealing Heart".

The person who shared it was Zhou Sinin.

So, he tapped the play button and listened, pausing on the screen for a long time.

Finally, he liked the post with a firm press of his fingertip.