CHAPTER 72: 68. BY A STRANGE TWIST OF FATE, HE ACTUALLY PUT ON THE _3 THAT HE GAVE.

"That’s right." Tang Yanqing rested his elbow on the steering wheel, turning to gaze at her intently.

Shi Nian rummaged through the car, but found no spare clothes, so she blushed and tugged at the car door. "I’ll go down and buy some."

Before the car door could open, her hand was pressed down.

Shi Nian drew back her hand as if burned.

Tang Yanqing remained calm as ever, pointing up and down at her professional attire. "Going out in that would draw too much attention. I’ll go buy it."

With that, he pushed open the car door, stretched his long legs, and walked several meters away.

Shi Nian could only lower the car window and call out with a laugh, "But my size..."

With his hands in his pockets, he turned his head, smiled, and raised his eyebrows. "I know it all."

After speaking, he skipped away like a big boy. Shi Nian could only close the car window, biting her lip and muttering, "How would you know?"

The dark, silent night and that deserted narrow alleyway suddenly resurfaced in her mind, his hand... She instinctively looked up, seeing a rosy-cheeked woman in the rearview mirror.

She let out a low scream and quickly patted her cheek.

Crazy, why would she remember that again?

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A short while later, Tang Yanqing returned, handing the bag in his hand to Shi Nian through the car window.

The style of college girls’ clothes is relatively casual and simple, yet full of youthful vigor. Shi Nian looked through and saw a fitted T-shirt, paired with a Scottish plaid pleated skirt, knee-high socks underneath, and finally pure white lace-up canvas shoes. The style strangely resembled the campus costume of the heroine in "Vampire Diaries."

While simple, the outfit tested her figure greatly and required her to undress completely before changing.

Shi Nian became flustered again, "Are you saying I should change in the car?"

Tang Yanqing rested his elbow on the car roof, shrugged his shoulders, "There’s no other way."

Seeing the blush on her face, he laughed, "Don’t worry, I’ll wait outside the car." He reached to peel at the window’s solar film, "The quality of this film is pretty good, it’s dark enough, no one can see from outside."

Shi Nian could only grit her teeth and started changing clothes with the car door closed.

Changing the skirt, shoes, and socks went smoothly enough, but as soon as she took off her blazer and unbuttoned her shirt, his phone on the driver’s seat suddenly rang.

He heard it too and instinctively turned to look inside.

His gaze felt scorching, as if it had the power to pierce through, almost melting the car window’s solar film...

Shi Nian couldn’t be sure if he had seen anything, hurriedly clutching her jacket to hide the key areas.

Yet, the phone didn’t cease its ringing, growing louder and more urgent. Shi Nian also thought it might be an important matter related to his police work, so she opened the car door with a blush, "It’s okay, you can get your phone."

He bent down and picked up his phone, his eyes still involuntarily circling around her chest. Unable to resist, his gaze burned, and he let out a whistle.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment before he went out again and shut the car door, while Shi Nian remained flushed and uncontrollably trembled.

He walked a few steps away, turned his back, and made a call. Shi Nian seized the opportunity to hurriedly finish dressing.

Finally done "fighting," Shi Nian checked herself in the makeup mirror. Thankfully, she didn’t look too disheveled.

But the phone call on his side hadn’t finished yet, and Shi Nian didn’t deliberately eavesdrop, only the surrounding sounds seemed to converge, allowing her to hear him laughing and speaking with an unusually gentle voice.

"Alright, it’s not that dangerous there... Life is quite convenient, it feels like being in Xiang Family, not much difference from being at home... Haha, okay, you don’t need to come and bring me meals. Hmm, Shi Nian’s cooking skills aren’t great, but at least I can eat enough."

The last sentence unexpectedly mentioned her... Shi Nian couldn’t resist wondering who the caller was.

He hung up and turned back with a smile, seeing her sitting upright, watching him through the windshield, he shrugged with a smile.

He returned and sat down, glanced Shi Nian up and down, and whistled again.

Then explained, "It’s my sister."

Shi Nian smiled, "Oh. But I didn’t ask, so you don’t have to explain to me."

He turned at her words, "Liar. Your pupils, eyebrows, lips, every micro-expression was telling me your curiosity. You want to know who was on the other end of that phone."

Shi Nian could only bite her lip in frustration, "Because you mentioned me. It seemed like you were criticizing my cooking skills."

"Haha," he laughed heartily, "Admit it, eh?"

"Why were you talking to your sister about my cooking skills?" she was somewhat annoyed.

Tang Yanqing sighed.

Actually, the current situation wasn’t fair to her. She had intuitively felt something was amiss, yet he used a "sister" to topple her logic, and she didn’t know his ’sister’ wasn’t a real sister.

"Okay, I surrender. She’s my sister, but we’re not related by blood. She’s my second uncle’s adopted daughter, named Tang Yan Yi. I mentioned the cooking because she knows I’m picky about food and worries I won’t eat well at your place."

"Then it’d be better if you had your sister bring you meals. Firstly, it would allow you to eat well, and secondly, it would also let A Yuan and me learn something," Shi Nian puffed her cheeks as she spoke.

"Haha..." Tang Yanqing laughed heartily again, turning to look deeply at her, "Cooking is like love, there’s no completely objective standard, everything depends on the person’s subjective feelings. Your cooking skills might not be great, but I love eating it."

Shi Nian smiled but ultimately chose not to say anything.

He saw she didn’t want to speak anymore, knowing she understood, just unsure how to counterattack. He grew more pleased, turning to gaze at her, "Hey, thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Shi Nian turned her head to look at him, startled. Seeing the mischief flashing in his eyes, she realized it wasn’t anything good, "Is it thanking me for that lousy cooking skill that at least filled your stomach?"

He pursed his lips, holding back before speaking, "Uh... Thank you for wearing the bra I gave you."

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