Chapter 216: When Will It Be Your Turn to Take the Initiative?
"Ahhhhh…!"
"I won't dare! I won't dare come looking for you again!"
"Don't hit me, please don't hit me anymore! I've had enough bad luck already!"
…
In the dreams that followed.
Ye Zhen completely took control, repeatedly beating the blurry-faced girl until she was thoroughly subdued.
She wasn't exactly hoping the system would find a new target now.
After all, having someone to practice on while asleep felt incredibly satisfying! This was legit bullying a legit loli, hehehe~
"Where should we go today?"
Over breakfast, Ye Zhen cheerfully asked Ye Fuli about today's itinerary.
They'd already explored Africa and covered most of the sights in Northern Europe.
So, where should they go next?
Ye Fuli, however, was in a foul mood, mainly because her arm ached a bit. She couldn't help but rub it while eating.
Meeting Ye Zhen's inquiring gaze, Ye Fuli snorted and said, "What did you dream about last night?"
"Huh? Last night?"
Ye Zhen paused the steak knife mid-cut and paused to think.
Last night's dream had been pretty intense. It started with him grabbing the girl by the hair, followed by a shoulder throw, then he ended up straddling her waist, relentlessly pummeling her with tiny fists… and it seemed like he even bit her at the end.
"Ahem, I don't quite remember."
Ye Zhen felt a twinge of guilt.
She had already seen the bite mark on Ye Fuli's arm and the scratch marks on her collarbone.
Sigh, really.
She had definitely locked her bedroom door before going to sleep last night!
That little troublemaker Ye Fuli knew full well about her recent nasty habit of punching people in her sleep, yet she still climbed through the window and insisted on sleeping right beside her…
Hmm, thinking about it this way, Ye Zhen felt she wasn't at fault—it was all Ye Fuli's fault!
She'd been hugging a stuffed toy before falling asleep, but woke up holding Ye Fuli instead. Who could she complain to about that?
"I knew it—Miss Ye Zhen remembers everything," Ye Fuli remained as calm as ever. "It's fine. I don't mind."
"Ye Fuli, don't sleep next to me tomorrow…"
"I said it's fine. I don't mind."
"But I…" Ye Zhen felt her mouth go dry, like a perfectly juicy steak had suddenly lost all its flavor. "I don't want this."
Seeing the distinct bite marks on her fair arm, she felt utterly ashamed.
Of course, Ye Zhen didn't know that it wasn't just her arm bearing the marks—certain other, more private places held their own traces too.
What could someone asleep possibly know?
Ye Fuli pushed her glasses up and smiled meaningfully. "You wouldn't feel sorry for me, would you?"
"No, definitely not."
Ye Fuli raised an eyebrow and let out another meaningful "Oh": "So you don't feel sorry for me after all. You did all those outrageous things and still have the nerve to feel at ease. That's just like you, Miss Ye Zhen."
Sarcasm attack in progress~
Ye Zhen fell silent, glaring at her.
She seemed to relish watching Ye Zhen struggle to find her words, and she enjoyed being glared at by Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen had long seen through her little games, deliberately ignoring her as she chewed her steak in silence.
"We're returning to the country the day after tomorrow. You'd better get your act together."
"…Huh?"
This dampened Ye Zhen's spirits, as she was still in the mood for fun.
However, now that the dog system had resolved the issue, she truly no longer needed to follow Ye Fuli day and night.
All these days together had nearly made Ye Zhen forget the crucial fact that they weren't actually a couple.
What a beautiful dream—one that would inevitably end.
It was time for everyone to go their separate ways.
"Alright! I was actually planning to return and continue my studies anyway." Ye Zhen promptly put away her reluctant expression and smiled as she said, "Thank you for your care these past days, Miss Ye Fuli. Until we meet again."
The polite tone made Ye Fuli frown.
A moment of silence passed.
Ye Fuli couldn't help but ask, "Is that all you wanted to say to me?"
"Ah, no…"
Miss Ye Zhen before her suddenly grew flustered.
She lowered her head, poking at her steak hesitantly.
After a long while, she finally continued, "I'll organize the receipts for these expenses and split the bill with you."
Ye Fuli: "……?"
Saying that was worse than saying nothing at all.
Furious yet laughing bitterly, Ye Fuli slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and loomed over Ye Zhen, looking down at her.
Sensing the tense atmosphere, Ye Zhen cleared her throat twice and said, "Splitting it evenly doesn't seem quite right. How about you take three parts and I take seven? I did use more…"
"Ye! Zhen!"
Ye Fuli grabbed her by the collar, then quickly let go under Ye Zhen's pitiful gaze.
The courage she'd mustered to confront her sister vanished instantly.
"Split it? Fine! But what we're splitting isn't just the expenses—it's that other thing too… I'm the one who always initiates, right? Miss Ye Zhen, when exactly did it become your turn to take the lead?"
Ye Zhen's face drained of color.
This was in a bustling restaurant! Ye Fuli was taking advantage of everyone not understanding Mandarin to run wild!
Wait—two blonde girls in the corner were blushing. They must understand Mandarin.
Ahhhhh, what utter social death is this?!
"Ye! Fu! Li!"
"Don't yell so loud. You're the one who suggested splitting the bill." Ye Fuli's lips curved upward as a smile slowly returned to her face. "If you're going to split it, then split it all the way. Miss Ye Zhen wouldn't go back on her word, right?"
……
……
Two days later.
On the international flight back to China.
Ye Zhen yawned repeatedly, slipped on an eye mask, and closed her eyes to rest.
She felt so foolish, truly! How could she have even considered splitting the bill with Ye Fuli… Was that even possible?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Meanwhile, the energetic Miss Ye Fuli was busy laying out the group's plans for the next quarter.
With overseas operations largely settled, she would be staying in China for the foreseeable future.
Hmm, a domestic trip for two could be put on the agenda.
But why was there still no word about the "official recognition" she desired?
This thought brought a pang of melancholy to Ye Fuli's heart, and she couldn't help but sigh.
She could already picture Zhao Mengde mocking her the moment she returned! Ah, perhaps even He Ying would laugh at her for being so pathetic…
But she dared not broach the subject with Ye Zhen herself.
She still feared hearing Ye Zhen's refusal.
As for Ye Zhen, sleeping soundly beside her, she unconsciously clasped Ye Fu Li's hand, wrapped her arm around her, and snuggled close~
"I love this…"
The drowsy murmur jolted Ye Fuli awake.
She looked at Ye Zhen expectantly, hoping to hear more.
But the next second, the sleeping Ye Zhen hugged her arm and took a bite, "Oof."
"So fragrant, so soft, so delicious~"
This time the bite wasn't hard, but drool still splattered onto Ye Fuli's fair arm. Ye Fuli helplessly cupped her forehead, freeing her arm. She wiped the drool from her own skin, then dabbed at the drool around Ye Zhen's mouth.
"What a little glutton…"