Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother
Chapter 73 Discussion

Chapter 73: Chapter 73 Discussion

Inside the VIP lounge.

Lin Yue crossed his arms over his chest, leaned back on the sofa, and casually placed his long legs.

Across from him, a giant screen was playing classic songs with the original sound on. Every song was sung with extreme tenderness, and the lingering melodies filled the room.

Cigarettes were on the coffee table. His hand reached mid-air when he happened to catch sight of someone walking toward him, and his movement froze. Finally, he withdrew his hand, stuffing it into his pocket.

"Is it interesting?" Shen Jingrou didn’t notice Lin Yue’s subtle action and questioned as soon as she stepped into the lounge.

Today, Shen Jingrou was wearing a black spaghetti strap dress with a small shawl over it, making her skin appear even fairer. As she walked, her dress fluttered, exposing a section of her white calf, which made Lin Yue’s throat tighten.

In the middle of the night, wearing that and not afraid of catching cold? Lin Yue was both angry and resigned.

Seeing him silent, Shen Jingrou slightly lowered her eyelids, looking like she had come here to sleep, which made her even more irritable. "Lin Yue!"

Lin Yue...

She only called his full name when she was truly angry.

Usually, she called him "A Yue."

Lin Yue suddenly raised his eyes to meet her gaze. The innate intensity of the man’s stare added to Shen Jingrou’s pressure, making her heart retreat slightly, but she didn’t want to show any weakness in front of him, so she braced herself and continued, "Is it entertaining for you? Why must I help you choose a blind date?"

Previously, Lin Yue had mentioned that the women he went on blind dates with had to be selected by her. Shen Jingrou didn’t take it seriously, thinking he was just joking.

Unexpectedly, his mother took it seriously.

It wasn’t hard to guess that Lin Yue had actually shared this idea with his mother.

Now, the pressure was on her. After all, his mother called every day, and Shen Jingrou was exhausted.

Yet the instigator had an expression of nonchalance, looking quite irritating!

"Don’t get angry, sit down, and have a glass of juice first!" Lin Yue gestured toward the seat beside him and picked up a glass of orange juice from the coffee table.

When Shen Jingrou approached, Lin Yue handed the juice to her.

Despite her disdain for him, Shen Jingrou naturally took the juice, sipped it, placed it back, and then sat on the sofa, maintaining a four- or five-person distance from Lin Yue.

Lin Yue noticed and the curve at the corner of his mouth instantly froze.

"You haven’t answered my question!" Shen Jingrou persistently pressed on.

Instead of answering, Lin Yue asked, "Do you think a marriage without love can be happy?"

Lin Yue shifted from his usual careless tone to one of unprecedented seriousness.

His gaze was so intense that Shen Jingrou quickly averted her eyes, feeling inexplicably flustered.

"You, don’t change the subject, can we focus on the issue at hand?" Shen Jingrou tended to eat when she was nervous.

She picked up the juice again, taking small sips now and then.

Lin Yue knew her too well; when faced with questions she didn’t want to answer, she wished she could shrink back into her shell like a turtle, never facing reality again!

"Aren’t we discussing me getting married? Since that’s the case, what’s wrong with me having a couple of ideas?"

Of course, there’s nothing wrong, except your idea is too tricky! Shen Jingrou muttered in her heart.

Since he insisted on an answer, Shen Jingrou gathered her courage, "In grandpa and grandma’s generation, marriages were arranged, and they still lived together after marriage. As for love, feelings develop over time."

"Shen Jingrou, are you regressing?" Lin Yue stared at her, enunciating each word.

An unnoticeable emotion flashed in his dark eyes, as if he was holding back, as if he was restraining himself!

"I am your sister-in-law!"

Feeling lectured by him, Shen Jingrou harbored a grievance. She spoke out, warning with his form of address.

In her view, using this status would always stifle his arrogance.

"Hmph, sister-in-law!"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing her words, Lin Yue let out a sudden laugh, "Ha...ha..." Then he lowered his dark eyes.

"Then please, sister-in-law, help me find a blind date!"

Finally returning to the main topic, Shen Jingrou heard his words but didn’t feel as satisfied as she’d imagined!

"Do you have to do this?" Shen Jingrou’s gaze fell on his face.

His features were well-defined, with thick brows and big eyes. Most of the time, one side of his lips curled upward with unrestrained boldness, like a restless leopard.

In her youth, Lin Yue had always been by her side. When people mentioned them, they would always say, "childhood sweethearts." Shen Jingrou would just smile, but later, when she lived with her daughter, she’d occasionally think back to those carefree days and couldn’t help but smile until she cried.

Recalling the past companionship made it impossible for her to be indifferent toward Lin Yue!

More than anyone, she hoped Lin Yue would find happiness!

Earlier, when he mentioned whether a marriage without love could be happy, she felt a pang of sorrow!

Of course, she hoped he would marry a woman he loved, but over the years, the women around him came and went. This carefree attitude had already exhausted his mother’s patience.

Even she felt that someone needed to rein him in to stop his reckless behavior.

As a song finished, the music abruptly stopped, and the room fell into a silent, oppressive atmosphere.

The songs were on automatic play.

Soon, a familiar melody echoed throughout the lounge.

"Sing a song for me, and then I’ll tell you the type of woman I like, so you don’t spend all day choosing, and my mom won’t nag you again."

Lin Yue’s tone was annoyingly casual.

In the next second, Lin Yue got up, picked up the microphone, and placed it in Shen Jingrou’s hand.

On the distant screen, the song title appeared.

"Crossing the Ocean to See You."

Lin Yue picked up the remote and turned off the original sound.

Holding the microphone, Shen Jingrou was momentarily stunned. When the lyrics appeared on the screen, she naturally began to sing.

The way she sang matched her name perfectly.

Quiet, gentle.

The lyrics coming from her lips seemed to have a magical power that captivated people. Lin Yue listened, lost in thought, and under the dim lighting, his eyes held a hint of sadness.

It plunged him into past memories, unable to extricate himself.

When Shen Jingrou graduated from university, she cried her heart out after parting with her classmates. At midnight, she suddenly insisted on dragging him out to sing.

At that time, Lin Yue would do whatever she asked.

He took her to the nearest karaoke, rented a private room, and just as he stepped in, he heard her holding the microphone, singing alone with carefree abandon.

Shen Jingrou had had a bit to drink, and her tongue was a little tied, making her singing less than pleasant, somewhat like a wailing ghost.

She sang "Crossing the Ocean to See You" the entire night.

He even recorded it on his phone.

Later, whenever she made him angry, Lin Yue would play the recording, forcing Shen Jingrou to apologize, a trick he never tired of!