After Flirting with the God-Tier Beautiful Tycoon - Chapter 6
“Big Silly, Little Silly,” Chen Yi raised her chin, looking at her cats, her tone unreadable. “Interesting.”
Shen Xiaojiang slightly lowered her head, secretly watching her.
The cream colored cardigan made her look soft and delicate, completely different from the imposing aura she had at the birthday banquet.
Looking beneath the cardigan, she was still wearing that dark green dress.
Yet, with just a change of outerwear, her whole temperament was completely transformed.
If Chen Yi at the banquet was a cool, imposing Ice Queen, right now she was a dignified and gentle young woman from a wealthy family.
Beautiful Sister, hugs and cuddles.
Ptooey, wasn’t that Sun Jiabao’s catchphrase when she played games?
“Um, my cat…”
Hearing Chen Yi’s voice, Shen Xiaojiang snapped back. “Oh, Auntie, please wait a moment.”
“You?” Chen Yi looked confused.
“Yes, I’ll take care of it,” Shen Xiaojiang replied.
“She?” Chen Yi glanced in the direction where Sister Meng had left.
“She’s my colleague and half-mentor. She’s close to her due date, and she just had a bit of a fall and felt unwell, so I switched shifts with her,” Shen Xiaojiang answered honestly.
Chen Yi frowned slightly, a hint of suspicion flashing in her eyes.
Save me, what kind of celestial being is Chen Yi? Why is her questioning expression so deeply beautiful?
“Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Shen Xiaojiang. I’m Sun Jiabao’s best friend and roommate. I work part time at ‘Feifei Pet Shop.’ But don’t worry, I’m no longer an apprentice. I can handle deworming easily.”
“Mm,” Chen Yi nodded.
Until she figured out Shen Xiaojiang’s true identity, Chen Yi was hostile towards her. Her current bland reaction was already a huge concession.
Shen Xiaojiang walked toward the washing room, stroking the cat’s head, muttering to herself.
She only said a few words, why did I babble on so much?
She shook her head, chuckling lightly, feeling both silly and cute.
Chen Yi’s gaze followed Shen Xiaojiang, only shifting away after a long while.
Princess, sitting on the washing platform, didn’t show much emotional fluctuation upon seeing her owner. Instead, upon seeing Shen Xiaojiang, she showed an inexplicable excitement.
Her round little head kept rubbing against Shen Xiaojiang’s palm.
It made one wonder who the real owner was.
Fifteen minutes later, Shen Xiaojiang came out holding Princess.
Chen Yi put away her phone and stepped forward.
“Auntie, Princess might have caught a cold recently and developed acute gastroenteritis, but it’s not serious. I’ve already given her the medicine,” Shen Xiaojiang said, rubbing the cat’s head. “She needs to be observed for half an hour after taking the medicine. If there are no issues, you can take her home.”
Chen Yi had been too busy recently and had neglected Princess’s care.
She silently took the cat from Shen Xiaojiang’s arms.
“Auntie, don’t worry. Acute gastroenteritis is very common in this weather,” Shen Xiaojiang said, squinting and smiling cheerfully.
As if infected by Shen Xiaojiang’s smile, Chen Yi’s facial muscles relaxed slightly.
“Mm, thank you,” she said.
Subsequently, customers came into the shop one after another. Shen Xiaojiang introduced products, bathed pets, and bustled about, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.
“Phew…”
Shen Xiaojiang stretched, forcefully pounding her shoulders twice.
Once a person gets busy, they tend to forget things.
She glanced at the quietly seated Chen Yi and remembered to get her some water.
Shen Xiaojiang took a disposable cup, poured hot water, and quickly approached. “Auntie, be careful, it’s hot.”
“Thank you.” Chen Yi put away her phone, ready to take the cup.
“Hiss…” The cup was indeed a bit hot.
Chen Yi had only subconsciously made a small sound; it wasn’t intentional.
Shen Xiaojiang immediately pulled the cup back in front of herself, a look of apology on her face. “I’m so sorry, I’ll switch it to lukewarm water.”
She quickly spun around and hurried to the water dispenser.
Chen Yi’s hand, which hadn’t been withdrawn in time, hovered in mid-air, trembling slightly.
“I just tested it on my arm; this temperature should be just right.” A moment later, Shen Xiaojiang handed the cup over again.
Chen Yi glanced at the other person’s fingers. Although they were covered with a finger guard, she could still see that they were long and fair, with no dirt under the nails. The nail beds were healthy, and the edges looked recently trimmed and very neat.
She lightly cleared her throat and accepted the water cup.
Before she could say ‘thank you,’ Shen Xiaojiang had already turned to greet another customer.
Perhaps due to the medicine, Princess had her eyes half-closed.
Chen Yi chuckled softly, stroking Princess’s soft belly with one hand and slowly raising the water cup with the other.
When others offered her water, it was half flattery, half fear.
But with Shen Xiaojiang, it was just pouring water.
Chen Yi drank the water, using the corner of her eye to glance at Shen Xiaojiang’s back.
Tall and slender, with black hair, a swan neck, and sharp, ‘right angle’ shoulders. She was wearing the same white shirt from the banquet, but the top button was fastened, adding a sense of purity.
Her gaze shifted down. The apron strings were tied tightly, perfectly defining her trim figure a narrow waist and long legs, like a model.
Her exposed ankle and the prominent shin bone behind it were inexplicably sensual.
Suddenly, Shen Xiaojiang turned around, and Chen Yi quickly looked away.
As if to ease the awkwardness, she reached out and forcefully pressed down on Princess’s head.
“Meow..”
Princess let out a displeased whine.
After sending off the customer, Shen Xiaojiang returned to Chen Yi’s side.
“Auntie, would you like a refill?” Her eyes curved in a smile, without any aggression, like a spring breeze, like April on Earth.
Chen Yi didn’t want to refuse.
She had never drunk water offered by a stranger before.
But today, she had broken the rule and drunk two cups.
“Is your store always this busy at this time of day?” Chen Yi asked, looking at Shen Xiaojiang’s back.
Shen Xiaojiang slightly turned her head while pouring water, so the other person could hear. “Not always, maybe because today is Sunday.”
Chen Yi lowered her eyes and said nothing more.
Shen Xiaojiang walked over again, and seeing Chen Yi looking down, she didn’t interrupt, placing the water cup on the coffee table.
Just as she turned to leave, the other person called out to her.
“Wait a moment.”
!
Shen Xiaojiang was about to turn back, but Chen Yi lightly touched her shoulder.
It was as if she was telling her to stay in that position.
Suddenly, the apron strings around her waist came undone.
Before Shen Xiaojiang could react, the strings were tied back on.
Chen Yi’s movements were very light and slow. Shen Xiaojiang felt a moment of peace, freed from the earlier rush.
The distance was too close. Shen Xiaojiang faintly smelled a subtle fragrance.
It was slightly lighter than at the banquet, yet it triggered a richer bouquet of smells.
Shen Xiaojiang didn’t understand perfume, but she could sense the change in the scent.
At the banquet, the scent contained flowers and wood.
But now, there was only wood.
Could wood really smell this good?
“It was too tight,” said Chen Yi, who was slightly shorter than Shen Xiaojiang in her flat shoes.
Her voice was low, floating softly near Shen Xiaojiang’s ear.
Shen Xiaojiang’s heart lurched, and she swallowed her dry throat.
What’s going on? Why does that sound… strange?
“Wh-what?” Shen Xiaojiang turned around in a panic.
Just then, Chen Yi placed her index finger against Shen Xiaojiang’s right cheek as she turned, whispering, “Don’t move.”
A cold sensation seeped from the fingertip into her heart.
“Oh,” Shen Xiaojiang obediently turned back.
The spot on her face where Chen Yi had touched her felt a little hot, a little itchy.
Shen Xiaojiang could hear her own accelerating heartbeat and increasingly ragged breathing.
She hadn’t realized when, but it had started raining again outside the door.
“Done,” Chen Yi said. She then glanced at the umbrella stand by the door there was only one umbrella inside.
It was dark blue, without a pattern.
“Princess is great; she’s made it through the half-hour observation,” Shen Xiaojiang said, using her finger to tickle the Ragdoll cat’s chin.
Princess closed her eyes comfortably, a purring sound escaping her throat.
“She’s okay?” Chen Yi asked.
“Mm, she’s okay,” Shen Xiaojiang felt inexplicably shy. After a moment, she continued, “One pill a day for three consecutive days, and she’ll be completely cured.”
With that, Shen Xiaojiang placed the pillbox into a pink, semi-transparent bag and then put in another package.
Chen Yi looked confused again.
Shen Xiaojiang caught her subtle expression. “This is a free sample, a little cat snack. Princess’s digestive system is a bit weak these two days, so she shouldn’t eat too much, but this can satisfy her craving.”
“Mm, how much is the total?” Chen Yi opened her phone, ready to scan and pay.
“Let me check,” Shen Xiaojiang pulled up the bill on the computer. “It’s already been paid.”
She handed the bag to Chen Yi with both hands, smiling. “It must have been the auntie who dropped off the cat this morning. She’s very kind. Is she your mother?”
Chen Yi looked as if she had heard something unbelievable. Her expression froze, and her eyes visibly widened. The hand she had reached out trembled continuously.
She used her other hand to grip the trembling wrist, her voice low and clearly unhappy. “That’s my cleaning lady.”
Shen Xiaojiang froze. She knew she had said the wrong thing.
Chen Yi took the bag, turned, and left without looking at Shen Xiaojiang.
The rain outside was getting heavier. Shen Xiaojiang quickly called out to the elegant figure, “Auntie, you didn’t bring an umbrella, did you?”
Chen Yi might have said “Mm,” or maybe she didn’t.
The rain was too heavy to hear clearly.
Shen Xiaojiang disregarded everything else, darted out from behind the counter, pulled the dark blue umbrella from the stand. “Here, take this.”
Chen Yi looked at the umbrella, then at Shen Xiaojiang, still with that unhappy tone: “No need.”
At that moment, she was wondering what had come over her just now.
The next second, she dashed into the rain, clutching the cat carrier.
Shen Xiaojiang didn’t know if it was her imagination, but she felt a subtle sadness in Chen Yi’s tone.
Shen Xiaojiang didn’t want Chen Yi to get wet.
She opened her own umbrella and dashed out into the rain too.