funbook-pk Chapter 89 Guilty Feelings
Chapter 89 Guilty Feelings
Gao Tingting felt guilty, and her expression and body language became somewhat unnatural. Especially when Lin Shuyao deliberately put on a stern face and asked her seriously if she was hiding something from her, her guilt reached its peak.
She's not the type to keep things to herself.
"Qingqing, I..."
Seeing her stammering and blushing like a child lying after doing something wrong, Lin Shuyao finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing: "Alright, your brother already told me about your relationship with him. I know you didn't mean to hide it from me."
Although Lin Shuyao felt betrayed when she learned the truth, she later realized that Gao Tingting hadn't told Cheng Zheng about their conversation, and that Gao Tingting had been helping her and being kind to her since she joined the factory.
Who doesn't have secrets among friends?
She herself was carrying a huge secret, and she didn't tell Gao Tingting about it, did she?
So let's call it even.
And putting all that aside, she and Gao Tingting get along quite well.
So Lin Shuyao has let it go.
When Gao Tingting saw Lin Shuyao's smile return and heard her say that she was keeping her relationship with Cheng Zheng a secret, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
She thought she had found out who her biological father was and that they were cousins.
If that's the case, things will get really messed up. On one side is her aunt, and on the other is Qingqing. They're sworn enemies. Who should she side with?
Think big.
Now she finally understands how her father felt when he kept it a secret from the family.
It's better to keep this kind of thing a secret from everyone.
Gao Tingting quietly breathed a sigh of relief, her expression returning to normal: "It's good that you're not angry, Qingqing. Actually, I was also going through a lot of inner turmoil while I was keeping this from you..."
"It's nothing, why are you making such a fuss?" Lin Shuyao smiled nonchalantly, and casually picked up some food for her, "Your favorite ribs, eat more."
"Thank you, Qingqing, I'm so happy for you..."
Gao Tingting was so moved she almost cried. These days, anyone willing to share their meat with someone else is definitely a true sister.
Those are spare ribs!
How precious!
Gao Tingting took a happy bite, gnawing on the ribs while thinking that if she weren't worried about chaos at her aunt's house, she would really like Qingqing to be recognized by Chengjia, so that they could rightfully be sisters.
But things are fine now.
They are also friends.
There was one more thing. Remembering something, Gao Tingting guiltily touched her nose: "Qingqing, you were right to give up on my brother!"
"My brother is cold and hard, and he doesn't know how to be gentle with women. He doesn't know how to please girls. I'm thinking if he were to have a girlfriend, she would find him so boring. He's always facing an ice-cold face, and all he does is work. He doesn't play with her, and he can't even chat. He has no sense of romance at all."
"I think a girl as sweet, gentle, and interesting as you should find a gentle gay man... don't you think?"
Gao Tingting was talking animatedly, gnawing on ribs until her lips were greasy. She was engrossed in her conversation when she didn't hear Lin Shuyao's reply. She subconsciously looked up and saw that Lin Shuyao's expression had become somewhat strange, her gaze drifting behind her, and a subtle curve appearing at the corner of her lips.
"What's wrong?" Gao Tingting wiped the oil from her mouth.
Lin Shuyao stiffly raised her hand, her slender white fingers pointing behind her.
Gao Tingting turned around, puzzled.
Cheng Zheng stood a step behind her, his face expressionless, his calm and deep black eyes fixed on her, listening for an unknown amount of time.
Gao Tingting's scalp tingled instantly. She jumped up from her seat.
"Brother, I...I..."
Her voice was noticeably weaker, and she was racking her brains but couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation for what she had said.
Cheng Zheng's gaze lingered on her face for two seconds, but before he could say anything, Gao Tingting was intimidated by his gloomy aura. "Brother, I... I suddenly remembered I still have some work to finish, I'll go first..."
She turned and waved goodbye to Lin Shuyao, then slipped away as fast as she could.
Lin Shuyao and Cheng Zheng were left staring at each other.
Lin Shuyao also felt a little embarrassed, her dark eyes darting around guiltily: "Ahem, Representative, have you eaten?"
"I've already eaten," Cheng Zheng replied calmly, his gaze falling on her plate. It was just vegetables again, not a trace of oil in sight. Then he looked at his sister's plate, with her ribs lying haphazardly on it. His lips twitched, and he said to Lin Shuyao, "Come out with me this afternoon."
"Where are you going?"
"For work, dress formally."
Lin Shuyao didn't know what constituted formal attire in this era. Normally, her comrades considered wearing a Zhongshan suit as formal: "What occasion are we going to?"
Cheng Zheng: "Restaurant".
Lin Shuyao blinked: "Work at a restaurant?"
"I have a mission," Cheng Zheng explained, glancing at his watch. "Meet me at the factory gate at 2 PM."
There's still over an hour until 2 PM.
Lin Shuyao started getting ready as soon as she returned to her dormitory from the cafeteria.
You wouldn't need to dress like that at a regular restaurant, it's probably a Western restaurant.
Western restaurants were quite common on the streets back then, because there were many Soviets, and Chinese people would occasionally go there to eat and have meals together. It was much more open than in the 1970s and 80s.
If a lady wants to go to a Western restaurant and wants to look more formal, she can only wear a Western-style dress.
But she didn't buy a dress.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Shuyao took out the cheongsam she had prepared for the ball.
She picked out a ready-made cheongsam from a cheongsam shop and had it altered by a tailor to fit her figure.
The improved cut accentuates her waist-to-hip ratio, perfectly outlining her figure. The side slit is low, and her slender, white legs are faintly visible as she walks, making her incredibly alluring.
Lin Shuyao tried on a qipao at a qipao shop and saw herself in the mirror looking at it, and she was confused by how she looked.
When other customers in the cheongsam shop saw her trying it on, they all specifically asked for the same style, and four or five were sold in one go. The shop owner was overjoyed and said she would give her a bigger discount next time she came to buy.
She also prepared shoes to match her cheongsam.
White Mary Jane high heels are a timeless and durable style that never goes out of fashion. After all, they were popular during the Republic of China era, and even in later years, this style was particularly popular for a period of time. In short, they are a classic among classics.
A bright green cheongsam paired with white Mary Jane high heels.
She was incredibly graceful and charming.
With clothes and shoes coordinated, all that's left is the hairstyle.
Lin Shuyao originally had thick, glossy black hair, as smooth as satin.
As a result, Cheng Zheng cut it, cutting it to a length slightly below the shoulders, which is now considered medium-length hair.
This length is a bit awkward; it's too short to braid, and not long enough to coil up.
After thinking it over, Lin Shuyao decided not to braid or style her hair, but to let it hang loose. One side of her hair fell naturally down her cheek, while the other side was secured behind her ear with a sparkly hair clip, instantly giving her a very Korean look.
After she finished dressing up, she looked at herself in the small mirror from left to right, but she always felt that something was missing. Her ears looked a bit bare, and she was missing some jewelry.
It goes perfectly with those pearl earrings.
If she had known he was going to take her out today, she shouldn't have returned the earring to him. She should have at least finished getting dressed up before returning it.
After styling her hair, Lin Shuyao applied face cream to all the exposed parts of her body.
The weather in the north is dry, and her skin is prone to dryness. Her skin is also the kind that is delicate and cannot withstand the wind and sun. So she applies face cream to her body every day, and she goes through three or four boxes of face cream every month.
Finally, after all the fuss, fully equipped, I checked my watch and it was almost time for the appointment.
Lin Shuyao opened the dormitory door, ready to go out, just as Su Wan, who lived across the hall, also opened her door to go to work.
The two met at the door, and Lin Shuyao nodded slightly to Su Wan.
Su Wan smiled politely in return, her gaze unconsciously sweeping over Lin Shuyao: "Comrade Shen, you're all dressed up so beautifully, where are you going?"
"Oh, I have something to do and I need to go out for a bit." Lin Shuyao didn't say much more.
Ever since she learned that Su Wan had ulterior motives in approaching her, Lin Shuyao has become more reserved and less honest with Su Wan.
Su Wan continued curiously, "Aren't you going to work this afternoon?"
Lin Shuyao smiled faintly: "I'm not going to the department."
In short, they avoided giving a direct answer.
Play along with her indirectly.
Su Wan couldn't find out anything, but then she noticed the watch on Lin Shuyao's wrist. She remembered that Lin Shuyao didn't have a watch before, and she felt quite superior because she had one. She didn't expect that Lin Shuyao would buy a watch just a few days later.
And judging from the style, it's not one of those cheap, ordinary watches.
"Comrade Shen, your watch is quite nice, it must have been expensive, right?"
"It's alright." Lin Shuyao casually raised her hand, glanced at the time, and said, "Sorry, Comrade Su, I'm in a hurry, I have to go now."
Without further ado, she strode downstairs in her high heels.
Su Wan was behind her, watching her slender waist sway as she walked, the proportions of her waist and hips, the arc of her swaying as she walked, even she, a woman, felt her face burning.
And her waist looks only about a hand's width; a man could easily wrap his hand around it.
Certain images involuntarily flashed through Su Wan's mind.
After regaining her senses, she shook her head and clicked her tongue twice, thinking to herself, "What a vixen."
I don't even know who I'm rushing to see.
and many more!
Is he going to meet with someone?
Su Wan was puzzled and was about to chase after Lin Shuyao, but when she went downstairs, she found that Lin Shuyao had already disappeared.