Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert
Chapter 221 - 220 Warmth

Chapter 221: Chapter 220 Warmth

Lu Tianxing’s gaze, so tangible it seemed, made Lin Qianru’s face turn a hint of red, and her entire body began to feel somewhat ill at ease.

"What are you looking at? What’s there to see?"

Lin Qianru gave Lu Tianxing a glance and suddenly quickened her pace toward the elevator.

"Of course, you’re worth looking at, otherwise why would I stare?"

Lu Tianxing laughed out loud and followed behind Lin Qianru, entering the elevator.

Lin Qianru’s room was on the seventh floor, and the elevator soon arrived there.

Upon opening the door and walking in, Lin Qianru kicked off her high heels out of habit, then took a pair of rabbit slippers from the shoe rack and put them on. Instead of getting up, she then bent down to retrieve a pair of brand-new men’s slippers for Lu Tianxing to change into.

Originally, there were no men’s slippers at Lin Qianru’s home, but after moving this time, she had specifically bought them from the supermarket, along with some toiletries such as toothpaste and toothbrushes, all prepared in advance for Lu Tianxing. In other words, from that moment on, Lin Qianru had already decided in her heart that Lu Tianxing was the man of her life.

Watching Lin Qianru bend down to take off his shoes and then put slippers on him was like watching a wife dutifully taking care of her husband.

Although Lu Tianxing’s expression didn’t change, his heart was filled with emotion. How many women would willingly bend down to change shoes for a man, especially somebody like Lin Qianru, who had a successful career and was considered a "white, rich, and beautiful" woman? To deal with a man who didn’t earn as much as she did and not demand him to serve her was already gracious, let alone bend down to change his shoes. Go on and keep dreaming.

"Tianxing, try them on to see if they fit. I grabbed them from the supermarket after moving in," Lin Qianru stood up and, with a flushed face, said to Lu Tianxing.

"They fit perfectly, Qianru, you’ve worked hard," Lu Tianxing replied, his heart tinged with a hint of emotion as he reached out to gently stroke Lin Qianru’s lovely face.

Lin Qianru’s body trembled, her face becoming even redder: "No... it’s not hard work. Tianxing, you must be tired from the flight, just take a seat and rest for a bit. I’ll go into the kitchen and cook for you."

Having said that, Lin Qianru didn’t dare to look at Lu Tianxing any longer; she hurried into the kitchen like a frightened bunny.

Lu Tianxing’s face was filled with exasperation. He could be certain that Lin Qianru’s mind must have taken a wrong turn. Nowadays, if women started to be sneaky, they could be a hundred, even a thousand times scarier than men. With her mind drifting off track, Lin Qianru indeed had the potential to be a fangirl.

Lu Tianxing watched as Lin Qianru scurried into the kitchen and didn’t bother with formalities, flopping down onto the sofa with a persistent slight smile. He had never imagined that this bold woman who had offered to be his wife could also have her moments of shyness.

A faint smile played upon Lu Tianxing’s lips as his gaze swept over the surroundings.

There was nothing particularly surprising about the room’s layout—it wasn’t much different from an average young woman’s room—but the decorations around made the entire room warm and inviting, giving off the feeling of returning home.

Looking in the direction of the kitchen and thinking about what was about to happen, Lu Tianxing’s face broke into a brilliant smile, as he laid comfortably on the sofa, legs crossed at the ankles, leisurely smoking a cigarette, very much like the man of the house.

In contrast to Lu Tianxing’s leisure, Lin Qianru in the kitchen couldn’t calm down at all, especially with the thought of what was about to happen, she suddenly felt a twinge of regret for having brought Lu Tianxing home. Although she had been with Lu Tianxing once, it didn’t mean she was an easy woman. In her twenty-six years, Lu Tianxing had been her only man, and the man who could bring her the warmth of a home.

No woman doesn’t hope for a complete family, no one wants to come home every night to an empty world, without warmth, without a hint of home, only loneliness and cold. After being wronged outside, there was no one to confide in.

And yet, Lu Tianxing happened to be the man who could give her warmth. When Lu Tianxing saved Lin Qianru for the first time on the plane, ripples stirred in her usually calm heart, leading to their first close encounter in a moment of impulse.

When she saw Lu Tianxing again, he repeatedly stood in front of her, solving her problems and protecting her. By then, Lin Qianru’s heart had slowly succumbed, until she could no longer extract herself.

What a woman truly asks for is not how much wealth her husband has, but only that he cherishes her for a lifetime, holding her in the palm of his hand, and that’s enough.

Although she knew what inviting Lu Tianxing over for dinner would entail, Lin Qianru still felt her heart racing uncontrollably, her mind in complete disarray. When she turned and walked into the kitchen, she could clearly feel Lu Tianxing’s gaze on her, palpable, making her feel as if ants were scurrying wildly in her heart.

The meal was almost ready, and that guy was still waiting outside. After dinner, weren’t they supposed to do something shameful?

The more Lin Qianru thought, the more confused she became. Strictly speaking, this was her first time; the previous time with Lu Tianxing had been a blur, and even she didn’t know what it felt like.

"Forget it, since he’s already here, it’s the same whether I brace myself or shrink back. Let him do what he wants, he can’t possibly eat me up."

With a red, determined face, Lin Qianru stomped her foot and carried the finished dishes out of the kitchen, resigning herself to whatever would be.

After arranging the dishes on the dining table, Lin Qianru turned to call Lu Tianxing for dinner only to see him with his eyes closed, wearing a smug smile, causing her heart to skip a beat.

"What are you smiling at?" Lin Qianru couldn’t help asking.

Hearing her, Lu Tianxing instantly snapped out of his reverie, and chuckled awkwardly, "Nothing much, I was just thinking that being served by a beautiful and wealthy beauty like you must mean I was a monk in my previous life who broke a whole lot of wooden fish, in exchange for the joys of this life."

"Always talking nonsense, do people really have past lives?"

Lin Qianru rolled her eyes at Lu Tianxing seductively, "What are you still sitting there for? Don’t you want to eat? After eating, leave quickly, I don’t take in strangers here."

"Stranger? Who is a stranger? I am your future man, not a stranger, so there’s no need to leave."

Lu Tianxing smirked, ignoring Lin Qianru’s rolling eyes, he stood up and walked to the dining table. He noticed four home-cooked dishes already laid out, and beside them, there was a bottle of wine, emitting a faint peach blossom fragrance, likely a peach blossom wine brewed with peach flowers.