Rebirth: CEO's Sweetheart Reaches the Life Pinnacle!
Chapter 95 - 92 Deng Hui

Chapter 95: Chapter 92 Deng Hui

"What? I’m not someone who loves showing off, alright?" She pouted playfully, lifting her delicate face.

Li Si felt immensely satisfied, though at the same time, a trace of sympathy emerged for Li Fei. It wasn’t that she was acting like a saint—it’s just that this lifetime had entirely strayed from the original path.

For someone like Li Fei, who willingly offered herself, Meng Zijun would surely never cherish her! Their relationship wouldn’t last long. Li Si shook her head; why should she care about others? Living her own life well was the priority!

Leng Mochen sensed her mood and smiled knowingly. "Looking at you, it seems you don’t blame me for being ruthless?"

Li Si shot him a mischievous grin. "Brother, I’m too busy thanking you to even blame you! Luckily, I have you by my side!" Her eyes were brimming with gratitude toward him in that moment. She realized that ever since meeting Leng Mochen, it felt like he would always step in to help whenever something happened. Unconsciously, she had begun to see him as her strongest pillar of support.

"Oh? So how will you thank me? Just saying it feels insincere!" His gaze turned deep as he stared at her.

"Brother, do we even need to thank each other?" Li Si raised her brows. "But, since you insist, just tell me how you want me to thank you, and I’ll do it!"

"If you want to thank me, you can show it through action!"

Leng Mochen put a deliberate emphasis on the word "action."

"Huh?"

Li Si was dumbfounded. Could someone please tell her if this arrogant guy in front of her was actually the same elegant, handsome, and taciturn Brother Leng she knew?

Leng Mochen lightly tapped his lips with his slender index finger. "Right here!"

Li Si’s brain seemed to short-circuit. What was going on? Were they bypassing the hand-holding, cuddling, and hugging that couples did, and jumping straight to kissing on the lips?

She admitted that she liked him, but he had always been as solid as a fortress, showing no signs at all. How was she supposed to deal with this?

Who could tell her when Brother Leng had transformed into his current state? But weren’t they just addressing each other as siblings a moment ago?

"Brother, isn’t this inappropriate?"

Li Si swallowed nervously, her hands fiddling with the hem of her clothes as if embarrassed. Yet inwardly, she secretly wished she could immediately reach out with her small hands to explore Leng Mochen’s smooth and handsome face! To feel its texture! And then, of course, kiss those thin, alluring lips! She admitted she was somewhat tempted!

Forgive her; she might outwardly be in her twenties, but internally, she felt closer to thirty. Why did she always feel impulsive whenever she was around him? Was it truly a case of "one thing yields to another," like brine curdling tofu?

Could the man in front of her actually be her destined nemesis?

Just then, Leng Mochen burst out laughing. "What’s wrong with it? I just wanted you to help wipe my lips with a tissue. Is that too much to ask? Or... did your mind wander?"

He rarely laughed that way—usually, it was just a slight curl of his lips. But this time, his laughter revealed his neat, white teeth, making people utterly captivated!

Li Si’s face turned scarlet in an instant, and she wanted nothing more than to disappear on the spot. This man was absolutely, undeniably doing it on purpose!

Taking a deep breath to compose herself, she feigned calmness as she pulled out a tissue, her hands trembling as she handed it to him. "Here!"

However, he maintained his previous stance, leaning slightly closer and clearly expecting her to do it for him.

Fine, she decided to be the bigger person and not stoop to his level. If you save someone, you might as well see it through to the end! She moved her body closer, carefully using the tissue to wipe his lips. Some of the salad dressing from the American-style hotdog he had eaten had indeed stuck to the right corner of his mouth.

Being this close, his breath enveloped her. She had always been curious about the clean, cool scent of a man like him. At that moment, the heat radiating from her cheeks seemed enough to fry an egg, provided someone could place one there in the first place!

Leng Mochen’s expression shifted from amusement to seriousness. His gaze, deep and profound, made her uneasy, as though it contained meanings she couldn’t decipher!

The shrill ringing of her phone broke the ambiguous atmosphere. Li Si had no desire to answer it, but the caller was persistently redialing. Could it be something urgent?

Leng Mochen touched the tip of her nose with a smile. "Go answer the phone!" His face, however, carried a hint of regret—how had he almost allowed certain thoughts to surface just now?

Unwillingly, Li Si took her phone out of her bag. It was Grandma Li calling! Could there be something wrong?

"Hello!" she answered, her tone sour. She truly couldn’t think of anything the old lady could possibly need from her—nor did she see what right the woman had to tell her what to do anymore.

Grandma Li’s voice came through excitedly. "Li Si, you need to come to your second uncle’s house right away! Hurry, it’s urgent!" Without waiting for her response, the call ended with a bang.

Li Si was annoyed. "What on earth could be so urgent that she can’t explain over the phone?" She wanted to ignore it but felt a nagging worry inside.

"Go and check it out. If there’s a problem, you can handle it—and I’ll be here if you need me. Don’t be afraid!" Leng Mochen comforted her warmly. Those people were her so-called family, after all, and he couldn’t let her cut ties with them completely just yet. But someday... He concealed the sharp coldness in his eyes, gazing at the grass beneath his feet.

It was nearly 3 p.m. now. The October sun filtered through the tree shade, casting its light on his white shirt and face; Li Si found this moment tranquil and beautiful. As she would later reflect, this afternoon scene would forever remain in her memory.

Peaceful days, steady times.

Driving to her second uncle’s house, Leng Mochen waited downstairs while Li Si went up alone.

The old apartment’s stairwell was cluttered with residents’ belongings, and the air carried an odd odor—like the scent of spoiled pickled vegetables. She carefully ascended the stairs to the fifth floor and knocked softly on the door.

Her second aunt, Zhang Meihua, opened the door enthusiastically and ushered her inside.

Li Si was surprised. After their falling out over the house last time, how was Zhang Meihua managing to greet her so warmly now? This didn’t make sense. Could there be some good news? Why was she so cheerful?

In the living room, a middle-aged man dressed meticulously sat on the couch, sporting rimless glasses and exuding an air of sharpness and intelligence. The moment Li Si entered, his eyes scanned her from head to toe like radar.

Li Si felt repelled. Grandma Li was perched on a small stool on the side, her face also lit up with a cheerful expression.

What was going on?

"Li Si, come sit! This is Mr. Deng, a leader from a charitable foundation!" Zhang Meihua eagerly introduced, not bothering herself with accuracy; as long as it worked out and she got the tens of thousands of yuan, who cared what he did?

"Ahem, Miss Zhang, it’s a charitable foundation. Hello, you must be Li Si. I’m Deng Hui, from Beijing. I’ve come today to collect a blood sample for matching purposes for a child suffering from leukemia."

Deng Hui spoke in a formal tone, inwardly displeased. His National Day holiday had been wasted on this trivial matter. The director could’ve sent anyone, yet he had to personally pay a visit.

Fortunately, convincing Li Si’s family had been easy. Earlier, he had tentatively reached an agreement with them: if the match succeeded, they would be paid 300,000 yuan.

"What? Me? A blood match? Are you joking?"

Li Si froze in shock. Her blood type was O—common enough. Was it now in such short supply? Weren’t rare types like Rh-negative supposed to be the real concern? Furthermore, how could they be so certain she would match? Something about this situation felt off. (To be continued. If you enjoy this story, please visit Qidian.com to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support means the world to me. Mobile readers may access Qidian at m.qidian.com for continued reading.)