The President Is Being Shameless Again Chapter 311

Chapter 311: Could She Have Been Hinting About Confessing To Someone Else?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

She really wanted to tell him that.

“I'm fine,” Xu Moyan said, but she could tell there was something wrong with her voice too, so she hurriedly put her hand over the receiver and sniffled before she said, “Shen Zongyi just came by and took Yuntong out. Are you back too?”

“Yeah.” Wei Zilin smiled warmly. “Actually, I'm outside your apartment.”

As soon as he said that, he heard a thump on the other side, as though something heavy had fallen to the ground.

“Did something happen?” Wei Zilin asked in surprise. He was a little worried she might have knocked into something.

Xu Moyan did, in fact, collide into something. When she heard his words, she wanted to get out of bed immediately to look out the window, but in her haste, she had practically fallen out of bed. The ensuing crash was far from quiet.

“It's… nothing.” Xu Moyan smoothed down her hair, panting as she replied. The fall was quite painful, and she could not help but hiss.

Wei Zilin guessed that she might have overreacted and knocked into something.

Just imagining her stumbling around her house, making a right mess of herself, his heart ached for her, but he also found it kind of adorable.

Soon enough, he looked up and saw a figure appear by the warmly-lit window.

Xu Moyan could see him, and Wei Zilin was looking at her from downstairs too, raising his head and holding his phone up high. The snow, which had been the size of coa.r.s.e salt earlier, had somehow become heavier, and now it looked like cotton. The snowflakes spun in the air, dancing to the tune of the blowing wind and falling randomly.

As for Wei Zilin, he seemed to stand at the very center of that wind. The snow seemed to encircle him as it fell, falling on his hair and shoulders lightly. There was a layer of white on his pitch-black coat, so black it looked like it was about to merge into the night. When he stood there, a figure of black and white, he really stood out.

Xu Moyan stayed on the 11th floor, so she could not really see Wei Zilin's face so clearly. Even so, she could still tell that his breath formed a white mist in front of him when he spoke. It must be extremely cold.

Even from such a height, she recognized the coat Wei Zilin was wearing. It was the one she saw in the pictures online earlier today.

“Why are you…” here?

Xu Moyan opened her mouth, and her voice was unexpectedly hoa.r.s.e.

“I came over as soon as I got off the plane I haven't eaten yet, so if you're free, shall we go for supper?” Wei Zilin asked, his head constantly looking up.

Xu Moyan paused, but the “okay” she wanted to say seemed stuck in her throat. After a long while, she finally nodded and said, “Okay, gimme a second.”

“There's no rush.” She heard Wei Zilin chuckle over the phone.

It was the first laugh Xu Moyan had heard since he returned.

Xu Moyan was going to ask him if he wanted to come upstairs and wait, since it was so cold outside. When she opened her mouth, however, she closed it again and hung up, turning around to pull some clothes out of the wardrobe and putting them on.

Wei Zilin saw the figure turn away and disappear from the window, but for some reason, he felt something slightly off, as though he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Xu Moyan put on her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. Her redness around her eyes was somewhat obvious, so she could only pray Wei Zilin could not see it in the dark of the night.

She had just washed her face and it felt really clean now, so she did not really want to redo her makeup. Still, she was not confident enough to face Wei Zilin without any makeup at all, so after some hesitation, she took out her powder and added a thin layer so she would at least look less pale.

Her brows were thick, so she could skip the brow makeup when she was lazy to do it. She just added a layer of lip gloss that changed color to match her lips.

Although it was just a thin layer of powder, it did wonders for hiding her eyebags.

Xu Moyan took out a coat and put it on, adding another scarf around her neck. She took her keys, phone, and wallet out, putting them all in her coat pockets. This way, she did not have to carry anything, which was a relief.

Once she went downstairs, she was surprised to see that Wei Zilin had not gone back into the car. Instead, he was still waiting outside. Upon closer inspection, she saw that there was even more snow piled up on his hair and shoulders now. She felt cold just looking at him.

Xu Moyan frowned slightly. “Why didn't you wait in the car?”

She left in a hurry, so she forgot her gloves. By the time she realized it, she was already in the elevator, and she could not be bothered to go back. She just kept her hands in her coat pockets to try and keep them warm.

As she spoke, she nearly reached her hand out to sweep the snow off Wei Zilin's body. Her hand had already left her pocket, but then she pulled it back.

In that instant she exposed her hands, however, Wei Zilin saw that her fair hands were not protected in any way.

Without a word, he pulled off his leather gloves and helped Xu Moyan put them on. “Did you hurt yourself just now when you were at home?”

His hand was around her wrist, and his touch was still scorching hot in the cold breeze. She stared at the way he helped her put on the glove, completely forgetting to respond.

His actions were so utterly natural, with a hint of intimacy. It was as though he always did this, as though the two of them were just this close.

It was only when his glove, with his heat still lingering inside, covered her hand completely that she finally shook her head in a daze. “No, I just… b.u.mped into something.”

She did not want to admit that she stupidly fell off the bed just because of what he said.

Perhaps he knew that she was looking for an excuse. Perhaps he even knew that she had fallen off the bed. Either way, Wei Zilin chuckled softly, his voice as clear and pretty as jade. However, it still made Xu Moyan's face turn completely red, her heart skipping a beat.

It was as though… he could see had happened inside the house just now, understanding clear in his bright black eyes.

Thanks to the cover of the night, he did not see her red eyes, after all. Instead, his gaze fell to her hands, and he saw that she came down empty-handed.

Wei Zilin was slightly disappointed.

“I saw your post on Weibo,” Wei Zilin said, his warm and clear voice floating through the cold wind and into her ears.

Xu Moyan turned completely red. Did he see that she had baked a cake and then eaten it?

“My flight was at 7.30, so I watched the video you posted about making that chocolate cake before I boarded,” Wei Zilin explained. There was warmth in the corners of lips and in his eyes, his head lowered as he looked at her attentively.

For some reason, Xu Moyan heaved a sigh of relief. So he had only seen that one. No wonder Zheng Yuntong's call to Shen Zongyi after that would not go through. They had been on a plane.

She was wearing his large gloves, so her hands could not really fit into her pocket. Instead, she held them in front of her body, crossed together.

Wei Zilin looked at her empty hands and said, slightly dejected, “And here I thought I'd be able to eat that cake tonight.”

Xu Moyan's mouth fell open. When she saw how dejected Wei Zilin looked, she could not help but imagine his face bright with antic.i.p.ation. Add that to his current disappointment, and it only made her feel guiltier.

Her chest was all stuffed. It felt painful.

Still, if he had seen that post, he must have read the caption that came with it.

The cake was for confessions, and she had recommended it to those who wanted to confess but did not have the courage to.

So what did he mean by asking for it now?

All of a sudden, Xu Moyan somewhat regretted eating the cake on an impulse earlier.

Her voice was slightly hoa.r.s.e when she said, “The cake's been eaten.”

“Who ate it?” Wei Zilin asked extremely quickly. Hastily, even.

Could she have been hinting about confessing to someone else?

She was clearly madly in love with him. It did not matter to him that she first fell for his voice. In fact, that was why he kept using his voice to seduce her.

Yes, he knew. He knew that she was powerless to resist his voice, so he could chuckle every so often to take advantage of her weakness. Of course, he was sincere about it too. He enjoyed spending time with her, and she made him want to laugh.

He had been using his voice, clear at times, hoa.r.s.e at others, and sometimes nothing more than a soft murmur, all so he could seduce her a step at a time. He wanted to ensure that she would never bore of his voice, that she would always love it, and that she would never want to listen to anyone else.

After that, their interactions also told him that she really did like him.

He knew he was not mistaken about that much. That was why he had been confident enough to slowly bridge the gap between them.

He knew that she was bold at times and timid at others. Although she wanted to grow closer to him, she was inwardly scared and uncertain.

If he confessed suddenly, he was worried he would scare her away. After all, they had not known each other for long, and unlike her, he had not secretly loved her voice for so long.

He was worried that she would think he was just goofing around, that he was not being serious. To be honest, he was scared too, scared that her impression of him would worsen.

That was why he wanted to take it slow, advancing slowly, approaching her slowly, like a gla.s.s of warm water, or the moon on a quiet pond.

When he saw her Weibo post today, excitement and antic.i.p.ation filled his heart. However, he ended up receiving an answer he had never expected.

Did he misinterpret her? Could she really have confessed to someone else?

Wei Zilin was slightly confused.

He looked like he just had something stolen from him, his expression somewhat anxious and somewhat hurt. Xu Moyan felt especially bad about it, and she lowered her head guiltily, saying in a whisper, “It was… Yuntong and me. We ate it.”

Wei Zilin heaved a sigh of relief. Although he was still disappointed, at least no one else ate it. That made him feel slightly better.

In the short while they had been talking, Xu Moyan's hair, scarf, and shoulders were all covered in a layer of snow.