Chapter 169 - What To Do if You’re the Villain and the Heroine Likes You

The barbecue restaurant was quite close to the Marquis's mansion, and it was also lunchtime. He Yunxiao didn't make the coachman wait outside the store and let him go back to have lunch after arriving. He then took Nanzhu and walked into the barbecue restaurant. The restaurant was not far from the Marquis's mansion, only separated by a street. Plus, He Yunxiao had a great reputation in the capital city. Even those who hadn't seen him in person had heard of his name, not to mention that he had been here before. As soon as He Yunxiao stepped into the store, the shop assistant immediately greeted him. "Welcome, young master He, to the store!" The shop assistant quickly ran to the door to invite He Yunxiao into the store and arranged a seat for him. At the same time, he added, "Young Master He, you've brought the young lady again today!" Meng Qingrou heard this and pulled He Yunxiao's hand, asking, "Brother, have you been here before?" Looking at the chatty shop assistant, He Yunxiao really wanted to take a knife and stab him. "With some friends before." "Oh." The shop assistant wiped a few tables with a cloth on his shoulder and said, "Young Master He, please sit here." He Yunxiao said, "Please arrange a separate room for us." The shop assistant was taken aback. He Yunxiao quickly changed his tone and arrogantly said, "Arrange a room for me and this lady." The shop assistant not only wasn't displeased but also greeted them with a smile. "Okay. Please follow me." Seeing his wife Nanzhu looking foolish and puzzled at him, He Yunxiao felt something was wrong. He hadn't used this kind of villainous tone for quite a long time. In recent days, he had been behaving like a decent person in front of his wife Nanzhu and Ziruo. Now, abruptly using it again, he surprisingly felt unfamiliar with it. The shop assistant led He Yunxiao to the second floor and chose a well-placed seat next to the window. Then, in front of the two customers, he started to showcase his skill of listing out the names of dishes. With a fluent and rapid-fire mouth like a firecracker, he rattled off one name after another. Meng Qingrou looked at the shop assistant with astonishment and couldn't speak. He Yunxiao knew Nanzhu was curious, so after the shop assistant finished listing the dishes, he said, "I didn't catch that clearly. Say it again." Meng Qingrou got to watch the performance again as she wished. After the second time, He Yunxiao said, "Did you mispronounce a word? No? Say it again for me to hear." He played with the garrulous shop assistant several times until the latter's lips finally wore out, and then He Yunxiao let him go and asked him to bring some meat and dishes. Once the shop assistant left, Meng Qingrou started to complain to He Yunxiao. "He Yunxiao, did you do that on purpose?" He Yunxiao immediately admitted, "Yes. My sister was curious and wanted to watch it a few more times, so I played a trick to make him suffer." Meng Qingrou was a bit skeptical. "Is that the only reason?" He Yunxiao wouldn't lie and confessed openly, "Also, because he actually spoke ill of me in front of my wife Nanzhu, so of course, I had to get back at him." Meng Qingrou's tone was tinged with sourness. "Have you been here with other girls before?" The original character had indeed been here, and He Yunxiao couldn't fabricate, so he confessed, "Yes." Meng Qingrou's emotions instantly plummeted. She even didn't want to hold He Yunxiao's hand. Of course, He Yunxiao couldn't let Nanzhu's delicate hand slip away from his. He immediately grabbed her hand, trying to reassure her. He playfully teased, imitating Nanzhu's usual manner towards him, "Nanzhu, there were many people with us at that time, both men and women, sitting together. It wasn't like now, with just the two of us." Meng Qingrou looked at He Yunxiao in shock; she couldn't believe her eyes. How did the guy who used to hold a ruler and sternly hit his own hand become like this now? Seeing that the shameless strategy was quite effective, Nanzhu's emotions suddenly improved. He even moved closer to her and attempted to nuzzle her face. Meng Qingrou resisted He Yunxiao with disdain, but because they were holding hands, her resistance wasn't thorough. She was occasionally touched by He Yunxiao, and even her veil was rubbed off by him. To be honest, He Yunxiao initially just wanted to play around with Nanzhu to cheer her up, but when he unintentionally brushed against Nanzhu's delicate cheek, his original intent wavered. It felt so tender, fragrant, and soft. He unconsciously brushed a few more times. They were sitting on a bench with a backrest. As He Yunxiao leaned over to nuzzle Meng Qingrou's cheek, she also leaned over to resist him. As a result, one of them couldn't support themselves and fell backward onto the chair. The other person, having been leaning against them, also fell on top of them. The soft sensation enveloping He Yunxiao's face, along with the intoxicating fragrance, kept entering his nostrils and mouth incessantly. With one hand still holding each other, He Yunxiao had to use his other hand to prop himself up. At that moment, he looked at her from top to bottom. Her rosy cheeks, rising and falling chest, and the scattered long hair on the chair were all incredibly beautiful. Perhaps because they needed air to breathe, Nanzhu's small cherry mouth wasn't completely closed but left a tiny gap, revealing her pearl-white teeth hidden behind her lips. That "gap" was so enticing, as if it could swallow one's soul. His gaze remained fixed on it and couldn't move away. He gradually leaned forward, inching downwards. Meng Qingrou's heart was pounding like a small rabbit's. She knew something was wrong with He Yunxiao; he was now "thinking naughty thoughts." She called his name softly, but it didn't work. She used the hand that he hadn't held yet to push his chest gently. However, this last hand used for resistance was also caught by him. Her fingers were separated, intertwined, and completely held by his, rendering her powerless to resist. Then, just like the other hand, it was pressed against her head. Now, with both hands firmly held by him and unable to move, Meng Qingrou knew she had no defenses left, and there was no possibility of resistance. She was completely exposed, at someone's mercy. Meng Qingrou wanted to do something else, but as his heavy breathing blew on her face, her body had softened, and she couldn't put up any resistance. Meng Qingrou had studied medicine, so she knew that a kiss wouldn't really affect anything or determine anything, nor would it cause any necessary consequences. However, this was not a medical matter for her; it was an emotional matter. It was about whether she wanted to give herself to He Yunxiao. Seeing his familiar face approaching closer and closer, at a time when the outcome was almost predetermined, Meng Qingrou inexplicably heaved a sigh of relief. Why was she so nervous? From the moment she decided to forgive him little by little, hadn't she already made her decision? Tl. Soothsayer.io