Joining A Dating Show With Five Exes - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: We Are a Match Made in Heaven

Just before the oxygen completely vanished from Chen Chuxing’s world, a gust of wind suddenly brushed against her face.

It was Xie Zhiqing.

—She had draped her jacket over Cheng Shiyuan’s shoulders.

Compared to her usually polite, formal, yet not overly enthusiastic attitude when attending the Cheng family’s banquets over the past two years, Xie Zhiqing was uncharacteristically early today. Consequently, she was inevitably pulled aside by familiar elders to talk.

The real estate industry had been declining over the last two years, and even with the Cheng family’s deep pockets, they couldn’t fully resist the tide of the times.

In contrast, the Xie family, who had kept a low profile in their early years, poured all their money into research and development, even relying on angel funding. Once they gained momentum, they had already become a colossal entity that could not be underestimated.

Cheng Shiyuan’s father had also passed away two years ago, and the Cheng family suddenly lost the person closest to the Xie family. Now, during social engagements, some elders would even humble themselves and be excessively flattering.

As a result, Xie Zhiqing had noticed the situation here for a long time but was temporarily unable to break away.

The moment the suit jacket was placed down, it blocked the bare back that had been gradually transitioning from pure white to light pink in her previous line of sight.

She even heard a very soft, faint moan.

Xie Zhiqing looked at Chen Chuxing with sharp eyes, even frowning at Ji Sheng next to her. She looked like a loyal dog, constantly guarding its territory, ready to drive away any jackals or tigers.

Only when she leaned in did her tone soften as she asked:

“…What’s wrong?”

Cheng Shiyuan’s head was still spinning. She took the opportunity to rest it on Xie Zhiqing’s shoulder, “A little tired. I want to rest.”

Before Xie Zhiqing could reply.

Ji Sheng was the first to object. Whether Cheng Shiyuan was genuinely uncomfortable or pretending, the hostess of tonight’s banquet hadn’t even started the main event yet. How could she allow Cheng Shiyuan to miss her moment of glory?

So, she feigned concern and spoke: “Oh dear, it’s too early. The rooms prepared specifically for our honored guests aren’t empty yet. Cousin, if you’re really uncomfortable, why don’t you go get some fresh air in the garden?”

“I’ll try to keep my speech on stage short, and then I’ll help you ask if there’s a private room available?”

She finished with an arrogant smile, signaling Chen Chuxing to leave with her.

Xie Zhiqing’s expression was extremely grim.

Even though Cheng Shiyuan’s parents were gone, this was still the Cheng family’s house. When did it fall to Ji Sheng to decide where Cheng Shiyuan should go?

She made a move to lift Cheng Shiyuan into a horizontal carry: “I’ll take you back to your room.”

She knew which room Cheng Shiyuan stayed in when she returned here.

With people coming and going, a carried embrace would be too conspicuous. Cheng Shiyuan shook her head. Supporting her weakened legs, she looped her arm through Xie Zhiqing’s and leaned heavily against her as they slowly walked out.

…

In the past, Xie Zhiqing had fantasized more than once about the two of them being this close, entering and exiting a banquet together.

But Cheng Shiyuan had her pride. Many times, she would intentionally change into a sharp suit for banquets, preferring to play with younger, pretty girls, and would even deliberately take the male lead’s role and invite people to dance on the floor.

Now, she had finally put on the dress she liked best, and she was even showing such a fragile dependence on her.

Yet, Xie Zhiqing found that she wasn’t as happy as she’d imagined.

She stopped when they passed the fountain in the garden.

“Where does it hurt? Did you eat something wrong? Should I get someone to call a doctor? Take you to the hospital?”

Cheng Shiyuan squinted, looking up at her. She thought Xie Zhiqing’s anxious state was also very cute.

But seeking medical attention right under Shen Lingxi’s nose felt too much like a lamb walking into a tiger’s den. She didn’t know what kind of large-scale, real-life cosplay game that person would whimsically decide to play next.

The thought that someone was waiting for her to become delicious, even patiently staying in the dark to watch her struggle—

Cheng Shiyuan suddenly wanted to package herself up and deliver herself into someone else’s mouth ahead of time.

You like to watch? Then watch your fill.

“Couldn’t I just have suddenly wanted to be alone with you, so I racked my brains to pretend to be fragile and tricked you into coming out to play with me?”

She blinked, giving Xie Zhiqing a familiar, knowing smile.

Truth and falsehood—Xie Zhiqing thought she was always good at distinguishing her words, but at this moment, she suddenly became uncertain.

She was probably… getting trapped again.

She felt like a magnet. She had to stay far enough away from Cheng Shiyuan, shake off the other person’s fatal attraction, and observe coldly for a long time before she could discern her true intentions.

Once she got close, she would inevitably fall into her trap. Logic could never win against instinct.

She closed her eyes and heard her own answer, devoid of any bottom line, “Where do you want to play?”

Cheng Shiyuan turned her head, looking around for a long time, as if she were genuinely looking for a path to escape this boring banquet.

Instead, she bumped into a familiar servant:

“Miss Shiyuan? Miss Xie?”

The servant easily recognized them, glanced in a certain direction they were headed, and cautiously asked:

“Are you planning to go back to… that West Courtyard hut from before?”

Xie Zhiqing noticed the servant’s awkward expression and sharply asked: “What’s wrong? Hasn’t the room been cleaned?”

Even if Cheng Shiyuan never planned to return to this house again, her room shouldn’t be treated with such disrespect!

But the answer was even more surprising. The servant looked around, his expression troubled, and whispered, “Half a month ago, Miss Ji Sheng said she was going to make this birthday banquet grand, and she wanted the best room, so—”

“So you gave Shiyuan’s room to her?”

Xie Zhiqing finished the sentence coldly.

Cheng Shiyuan gently patted her arm, softly thanked the servant, and told him he had worked hard.

Only then did she turn to Xie Zhiqing and chuckle softly:

“If it’s changed, it’s changed. It’s not something she can decide on her own. Why are you snapping at him?”

Xie Zhiqing pulled at the corner of her lip, thinking of the group of enthusiastic uncles and elders who had just surrounded her with great concern. Some had even brought up Xie Zhiqing’s childhood visits here to draw closer to her.

“You really liked the inkstone the Old Master collected, didn’t you? Your uncle happens to know a master who recently sent over some new pieces. Why don’t you check my collection vault later to see if there’s anything you like?”

“We haven’t seen each other in so long. Consider it a meeting gift.”

Thinking about how polite the Cheng family was to her on the surface, yet how cold they were to Cheng Shiyuan in private, completely changing their former affection.

Xie Zhiqing couldn’t help but grit her teeth: “Your family is truly…”

She ultimately swallowed the rest of her words, restrained by the manners due to her being a junior.

Cheng Shiyuan watched her and smiled, as if watching someone else’s story, unsure if she genuinely didn’t care or if she had gotten used to it after experiencing it so many times over the years.

She was probably smiling too much, so Xie Zhiqing turned to glare at her again.

—If it weren’t for Chen Chuxing, how would this person have been reduced to having to swallow her pride in her own home?

Seeing her angry and vexed, looking as if she was about to start lecturing her again.

Cheng Shiyuan, quick as a flash, cupped her face and brought her lips close.

But just as they were about to touch, she seemed to remember something and pressed her cheek against Xie Zhiqing’s lips instead.

“I’m already this miserable. Are you still going to be mean to me?”

Her voice was soft and sweet, deliberately elongating her plea for affection.

And the temperature her lips encountered was hot, burning.

Xie Zhiqing’s dark eyes shifted. Her mind was filled with romantic thoughts, and the color in her eyes deepened.

But then, she suddenly grasped the hand that Cheng Shiyuan still hadn’t let go of:

“Why are you so hot? Do you have a fever?”

Cheng Shiyuan slowly looked up to meet her gaze. The moisture in her eyes was more intense than before, like a swirling vortex of water.

One wrong move and she could be silently pulled in and swallowed.

Even though she had been so weak that she had to lean most of her weight on the other person for the last few steps, the one who spoke was the more assertive one.

“Can you only think of a fever?”

She tilted her head, her expression innocent: “Can’t it be that I’m in heat?”

Xie Zhiqing’s head buzzed.

When she reacted, she instinctively covered Cheng Shiyuan’s mouth and looked around to see if anyone was passing by.

Cheng Shiyuan loved provoking her pretense of decency—

Her tongue darted out, licking Xie Zhiqing’s palm.

Mmm.

Still calloused, still rough. She didn’t like it.

No matter how many times, she couldn’t accept that Xie Zhiqing, with such a cool and lofty face, would turn out to be a sunny, sports-loving jock. It was too absurd.

Give her back that cool and refined White Moonlight.

But the White Moonlight didn’t seem to be able to cool down. Her logic was about to be burned. Her palm instantly recoiled.

She frowned and glared at her, stuck in a state of confused astonishment, wanting to scold her but unable to. Her brain was completely frozen.

Logic told Xie Zhiqing that Cheng Shiyuan could want to play any other game, even if she wanted to brazenly climb over the wall to escape the banquet right now, she would try to find a ladder for her to hold onto.

But it couldn’t be… it couldn’t be this kind of game.

“Shi…Shiyuan…” Even the steadiness in her voice was lost. She desperately tried to understand how Cheng Shiyuan intended to tease her this time before her reason completely collapsed.

Just a few days ago, she had said Xie Zhiqing had no sense of propriety and that she disliked her.

It made her reflect for a long time on how to clearly redefine her boundaries and adhere to propriety.

“It’s so hot~” Cheng Shiyuan still felt that the boundary wasn’t broken enough. Staring into her eyes, she slowly described: “It’s super warm. Don’t you want to try it?”

Xie Zhiqing was practically going insane.

Seventeen-year-old Cheng Shiyuan could cajole her for a whole night just to trick her into tasting an alcoholic beverage like pineapple beer, lying that it had no alcohol taste and that there was no wine mixed in. Xie Zhiqing hadn’t been moved then.

She had even confiscated her friend’s drink and strictly forbade her from the transgression of secretly tasting alcohol.

But now, a single short sentence from twenty-five-year-old Cheng Shiyuan was enough to make the veins on her forehead protrude.

The sweat seeping from her back had already soaked her shirt.

“Ah~ You’re shy, aren’t you? I happen to know a secluded spot where not many people pass by, and it satisfies your outdoor hobby—”

Cheng Shiyuan continued to tempt her in her ear.

Like a spirit who had just attained human form, trying to lure an enlightened saint to break their vows.

Xie Zhiqing had to draw on the sanity of her next lifetime to cover Cheng Shiyuan’s mouth again, squeezing out two words through gritted teeth:

“No. Way.”

She had, of course, imagined countless scenes of intimacy with Cheng Shiyuan.

They could play however they wanted after marriage, but it absolutely could not be in a frivolous, casual, unprepared place like this. It was bad for Cheng Shiyuan’s reputation and her body.

Calm down, calm down, no, I can’t…

Xie Zhiqing almost wanted to chant Buddhist scriptures in her mind to suppress the desire stirred up in her body. This time, without any hesitation, she lifted Cheng Shiyuan into a horizontal carry: “I’m taking you to find a doctor.”

Cheng Shiyuan hated that she was a piece of wood!

When she didn’t let her kiss her, Xie Zhiqing would be like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food, latching onto her flesh and refusing to let go. When Cheng Shiyuan occasionally angered her too much, she would even bite her in intolerable places.

Yet now, when she sincerely extended an invitation, this foolish piece of wood actually abandoned the meat at her lips for vegetarian fare—

“I kind of look down on you, Xie Zhiqing.”

“Not choosing you before was the right decision. You’re a spiritual giant but an action dwarf. If I ever get married, I definitely need to test the other person’s skill before marriage. Those with poor technique absolutely can’t… Mmmph!”

The rest of her words were cut short because the embrace suddenly loosened, causing her to almost lose her balance. She was then held by the waist, her mouth covered, and pressed against the base of an old house’s wall.

Xie Zhiqing looked at her intensely: “Say that again? Marry who? Test who?”

Cheng Shiyuan’s mouth was covered tightly.

Her legs were too weak to stand, and even her attempts to speak just now had been soft, clingy moans and whispers.

Yet, she insisted on using an exaggeratedly stressed tone, looking directly into Xie Zhiqing’s obsidian-like eyes, and hummed five sounds.

‘Not~ you~ any~ way~’

Xie Zhiqing laughed out of exasperation.

When she let her down just now, her other hand had already explored under the voluminous skirt of the inconvenient dress. Now, her fingertips easily traced Cheng Shiyuan’s slender hip bone. When she reached the last layer of fabric.

Her finger had already touched a completely drenched, even overflowing, dampness.

Xie Zhiqing curled the back of her finger, rubbing hard against that secret place through the fabric.

Under the stiff, wide-eyed gaze of the person in front of her, Xie Zhiqing lowered her head, leaning close to her ear, her husky, jade-like voice whispering:

“So sensitive… How dare you seduce me here?”

“Shiyuan, do you want to be killed right here?”

Cheng Shiyuan, however, was impatient with her delay. There were trees shielding the house on both sides. From the side where people could pass, both of them appeared fully dressed.

The long legs beneath the skirt strained, intentionally trying to rub against the tight, alternatingly hot and cold, wet fabric covering her fingertips.

She happily narrowed her eyes, gently using the tenderest and indeed the hottest part of her body at that moment to enclose Xie Zhiqing’s fingertip.

It looked like—

She had completely given up hope on Xie Zhiqing, the one who only spoke fierce words.

She wanted to eat, buffet style.

With only a very slight movement, a tear slowly escaped the corner of her eye, hanging delicately on her lashes.

Just by looking at her expression, Xie Zhiqing could imagine the more voluptuous sight beneath the red dress, where their bodies were intimately pressed together.

There was a liquid more abundant than Cheng Shiyuan’s tears.

Unknowingly, it filled half of her palm.

Like a cup of soy milk poured too full, the overflowing liquid was so sticky it dampened her palm as soon as the lid was removed.

She seemed expressionless, even cruelly, drawing her palm away, refusing to let the hungry person steal another taste.

But then, that wet palm slowly, one by one, wiped the traces of liquid onto Cheng Shiyuan’s inner thigh.

A messy, uneven streak.

Even without looking down, she could tell how many fingers Xie Zhiqing had wiped clean based on the wind blowing under the skirt.

One.

Two.

Three.

Cheng Shiyuan lost the will to count. She only thought that Xie Zhiqing was still rejecting her on this matter, refusing to start.

So, in annoyance, she suddenly turned her head, dodging Xie Zhiqing’s attempt to cover her lips again, and then opened her mouth.

Biting hard onto half of her palm.

“Mmph!!”

At the same time, a sudden scream came from her own throat.

Xie Zhiqing slowly lowered her eyes, letting out the long-held breath from her lungs.

It should… be clean enough, right?

Ever since their last date, when Cheng Shiyuan tempted her with a fanfiction, Xie Zhiqing had studied hard. According to her normal hypothesis:

Before doing this for the first time, they should shower together, then carefully wash their hands with soap, and put on the pre-purchased finger cot without touching any unnecessary area.

Yet now, through a series of accidents, she was provoked by Cheng Shiyuan into such haste.

However.

It really… was just like Cheng Shiyuan said. Very hot, and very warm.

She turned her head and softly, as if she had finally heard a true word from a cunning little rabbit’s mouth, soothingly kissed the other person’s ear.

“Don’t make a sound,” she whispered a reminder, “I’ll go slowly. Don’t call anyone over.”

“If it hurts, bite me harder. I’ll adjust, okay?”

She didn’t want anyone to see Cheng Shiyuan’s appearance at this moment.

This was a sight only she could possess.

But almost as soon as her voice faded, the person biting her palm shook her head vigorously, tears streaming down her face.

‘T-Too much.’

*’No, not this much…’ *

Cheng Shiyuan hadn’t had this kind of life for a long time.

The most recent time, even when Wang Shu pinned her against the marble counter in the bathroom, Wang Shu only offered a shallow service because Cheng Shiyuan’s reaction was too sensitive.

Now, she felt like she might get to know the exact shape of the joints and edges at the base of Xie Zhiqing’s fingers.

She couldn’t take it.

Xie Zhiqing was puzzled but didn’t dare to fully let go.

The person in her arms had completely lost strength. If her single-arm strength wasn’t sufficient, the woman sitting on her palm would have long since slipped to the ground. How could she appear to be standing intact like this?

Her brows furrowed in tension, her mind frantically racing.

If she’s uncomfortable.

What should I do to increase the stimulation to make the partner reach pleasure faster?

The earnest and studious good student, following the points of knowledge, tried to meet the bottom half of her palm, which perfectly fit the other person’s soft, hot spot, and slowly ground it back and forth.

“Mmmph!!!”

This time, it was Cheng Shiyuan’s turn to go crazy.

She had imagined a thousand, ten thousand ways to be intimate with Xie Zhiqing. In the end, without exception, she thought it would be when she was feeling reckless and trying to challenge a bit of violent aesthetics, relying on her sensitive physique to overcome the pain.

…

But she really felt like she was going to die.

Her pupils were dilated. She unconsciously clamped down on the palm, never having imagined Xie Zhiqing would use this method…

Who taught her this?

…

Cheng Shiyuan felt like she might pass out from embarrassment right here in public.

She could only desperately use her soft, weak hands to hug the other person’s neck. Even though her palms were sweaty, she felt like her body was continuously falling.

And then she realized in despair that she seemed to be actively inviting the other person to visit an even more secret place.

Her nose was enveloped by the peach blossom scent of the woman’s hair perfume. Cheng Shiyuan felt as if she were drowning in this field of peach blossoms.

Until she vaguely, dizzily, heard a soft laugh.

It turned out she had unconsciously uttered the words, “I really can’t hold back,” in a muffled cry.

Xie Zhiqing heard Ji Sheng’s voice from the main house in the distance, transmitted loudly but vaguely through the amplification system.

She pulled out the hand that Cheng Shiyuan had bitten, which was now covered in tooth marks, held her tighter around the waist, and smiled as she reminded her: “You can be louder now. They’ve all gone to the main hall.”

Cheng Shiyuan didn’t agree.

After all, weren’t she and Xie Zhiqing two fish that slipped through the net, not attending the host’s party?

Who knew if there was anyone else?

She could only struggle, trying to escape the terrifying, overwhelming surge of lust in her body that was almost overriding her logic. She stammered out nonsense:

“If… if we get caught… you just… take, take your jacket… and cover your own face…”

After all, Xie Zhiqing’s jacket couldn’t cover both of them.

As for her, there were plenty of people who could help her block any potentially leaked photos.

Xie Zhiqing was more important. After all, the Cheng family elders knew her, and she had always been the well-behaved one. Doing something like this would seriously damage her good girl image.

But as her words fell—

Cheng Shiyuan was forced to let out an unbearable moan from her nasal cavity.

She was completely lost, not knowing why Xie Zhiqing would add another finger at this moment.

The lights were too far away, and the night sky had long since descended. She couldn’t see Xie Zhiqing’s expression, but she could feel that Xie Zhiqing seemed angry at her.

“What are you saying?”

Xie Zhiqing wanted to bite her lip, but either because she couldn’t see or because the other person accurately avoided it, she ended up biting Cheng Shiyuan’s chin.

On the face that Cheng Shiyuan couldn’t see, Xie Zhiqing’s dark eyes were terrifyingly stubborn.

“I forgot to ask you just now, who do you want to marry?”

“Have you refused to kiss me since the beginning? Shiyuan, what do you take me for?”

A temporary tool for release?

A Schrödinger’s stray dog that comes and goes as she pleases?

Is that why she was so desperate not to be discovered with her, fearing being tied down to her?

Acutely sensing the change in Cheng Shiyuan’s breathing as she was about to speak, Xie Zhiqing warned her vigilantly: “Think before you speak.”

If she dared to say words like “bed partner,” “lover,” or “fuck buddy,” she would make Cheng Shiyuan find out what a below-average, terrible, whimsical fuck buddy was like.

Cheng Shiyuan understood her displeasure.

But she also found it a little funny and frustrating.

She had intentionally not kissed Xie Zhiqing entirely because, after thinking it over, she felt that the most likely place on her body to be carrying the drug was the lip glaze setting spray she had accepted from someone.

Following Shen Lingxi’s style of operation, she had probably anticipated that Cheng Shiyuan would refuse the jewelry. If she accepted, it would have been a delightful surprise; if she refused…

After going through so much trouble to be rejected, there should be some immediate retaliation.

Cheng Shiyuan certainly didn’t want Xie Zhiqing to end up like her.

So, she thought for a moment and slowly said:

“I like warm places, islands where the sun shines all year round, close to the equator. When we have the wedding, it must have a very blue sky and very clear seawater, but it shouldn’t be in the Southern Hemisphere. Do you understand?”

Xie Zhiqing’s breathing completely stopped.

Since a very, very long time ago—

Since graduating from primary school, Cheng Shiyuan had never discussed marriage or wedding-related topics with her again.

Saying this to her at this moment, did it mean what she thought it meant?

Instinctively, she remembered that Cheng Shiyuan was now in the Cheng family not as another heir with a subtle competitive edge when walking with her, but as someone who had given up her position.

If they, if they got married now…

Xie Zhiqing was incredulous, her whole body stiffening. She even forgot what she was doing.

Affection from Xie Zhiqing gained: 4

Cheng Shiyuan sighed, feeling the drug’s effect slightly receding. She had no choice but to take the initiative, wrapping her arms around Xie Zhiqing’s waist and leaning in to kiss her neck.

She guided her, asking: “You tell me, what is our relationship?”

Xie Zhiqing unconsciously lowered her head. The arm wrapped around her couldn’t help but pull her closer into her embrace.

As Cheng Shiyuan involuntarily gasped from the terrifying, unprecedented depth she felt from Xie Zhiqing’s sudden force, she finally heard Xie Zhiqing slowly utter the phrase that she had heard countless people describe but had never dared to say in front of Cheng Shiyuan.

She spoke it out word by word:

“We are a match made in heaven.”

The most perfectly suited relationship in the world. The one that absolutely should lead to marriage