Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 48 - 49: 3rd Brother, it’s rare for a woman to text you, not to care about you, but to care about your sister?

Chapter 48: Chapter 49: 3rd Brother, it’s rare for a woman to text you, not to care about you, but to care about your sister?

The more I thought about it, the more vexed I became.

I wanted to send back a retort, but looking at the time, sending it now would seem like genuine harassment.

In the end, after some hesitation, I took a deep breath and replied.

[I’m really afraid to disturb Mr. Feng’s rest, but I just wanted to say, I can’t afford your meal. I’m afraid of being misunderstood, and even more afraid of it being taken as a coy hint. I wish you all the best on your blind date journey.]

Quickly saved Feng Chengjin’s number, then turned off my phone and went to sleep.

On the other end of the line, Feng Chengjin almost burst out laughing when he saw the message.

Shaking his head, he quickly responded with another message.

There was a knock on the door from behind, and he said, "Come in."

Ye Xilan walked in, noting his posture as he played with his phone by the window, and frowned slightly, "Cheng Jin, your dad wanted me to ask how your meeting with Miss Qi went today?"

"Pretty good." Feng Chengjin searched for the right punctuation marks.

His lack of focus made Ye Xilan frown even more, "What do you mean by ’pretty good’? It’s either good or not good. What does ’pretty good’ mean?"

Feng Chengjin stopped what he was doing and glanced back at his mother, "It means the date went pretty well."

With that said, and facing Ye Xilan’s bewildered look, he pressed send on the text and casually tossed the towel onto the sofa. Like a noble prince, he made his way to the bed, pulled back the covers, and lay down, "If you’re not worried about your son turning into an old bachelor, just keep setting up these dates."

...

Ye Xilan pursed her lips, speechless.

Thinking about Feng Chengjin’s sharp eye for detail honed by years of blind dates with women, along with his gentlemanly yet reserved demeanor, Ye Xilan walked out with a slight annoyance, closing the door elegantly behind her.

"You don’t even feel cold sleeping on that 2.2-meter wide bed! Well, I’ll tell your dad you thought it was pretty good, so we’ll keep arranging meetings with Miss Qi for you!"

Regarding Ms. Ye’s plans, Feng Chengjin was indifferent. After scanning his wide, clean bed and realizing he hadn’t received any more messages, he turned off the lights and went to sleep.

...

In the morning, Gu Zixuan was sipping milk and having breakfast while reading the financial daily and listening to the TV’s morning A-share market analysis.

Her slightly curled long hair lazily draped over her shoulders, and she was dressed in a dignified Celine white long dress, highlighting her porcelain-like skin.

Her liquid black eyes shimmered with a clear, serene luster, so warm and gentle that it felt beautiful.

But the moment she turned on her phone and saw the text, she nearly lost her usual grace, almost spitting out her milk.

[You speak as if you haven’t been on a blind date with me!]

Upon seeing the message, Gu Zixuan was rendered speechless with anger, she gritted her teeth and turned to Yu Wei, saying, "Teach me a curse word!"

"Your sister."

"Is ’your sister’ a curse?"

Yu Wei, who was looking at design drawings, looked up in surprise from her breakfast, "My dear, how long has it been since you left your high-society circle to ground yourself? If ’your sister’ isn’t a curse, then what is it?"

"Oh." Gu Zixuan angrily sent, [Your sister.]

At Feng Mansion, the Feng family members were elegantly and quietly having breakfast. Feng Chengjin didn’t look up from the newspaper, but Feng Chengyue glanced at his lit-up phone and was amused.

"Third Brother, who is this Miss Gu? It’s rare for a woman to text you and not care about you, but about your sister?"