"Now that you have a clue, then we can proceed with the wedding."
Shihong puts the glass down, looking at Roulan as the woman shrugs her shoulders at what he said.
Yes, she does have a clue, but she couldn't help but find the reason stupid.
Just because Yanmei likes her.
It's not like she got pregnant; that would be cool to happen, but no.
"I just realized."
Shihong raises his eyebrows, confused about what the woman is going to say.
Roulan grabs the glass of juice she has, looking at the starry night and the beautiful scenery down on the hotel rooftop.
"It's not like I got Yanmei pregnant; why would I need to marry her?"
Shihong shrugs his shoulders, leaning against the chair as he puts his hands behind his head to use as a makeshift pillow.
"I've been looking closely at her, and to say that she never went to parties after the two of you, I feel like you changed her."
"So you want me to stay until she changes completely?"
"Sort of."
Shihong nodded, his eyes glancing at the woman, whose eyebrows were furrowed.
"Not totally for that reason because I just discovered that now that you said it, but because she likes you, that's it."
Shihong added.
-
Roulan widens her eyes and looks around her room, seeing three of the bodyguards in front of her.
She groans and sits up on the bed, seeing one of the bodyguards approaching her.
The man bows down in front of her, causing the other two to do the same thing.
"Young Master, the Young mistress is waiting for you."
"Huh?"
"The Young Mistress wants to take you out."
Roulan looks at the man in confusion before she shakes her head, going back under the blanket to sleep more.
"Tell her I don't want to see her; we've been out for a day yesterday."
The three bodyguards all look at each other, contemplating whether to leave her and tell their other boss or convince Roulan because they'll surely get fired.
After much consideration, with them thinking about Yanmei's angry remarks and the things she could do, the three stayed inside Roulan's hotel room.
The woman, thinking they all went out, drifted back into getting comfortable in the blanket.
Her mind was about to close off when a ring interrupted her nearly-sleepiness.
"It's the Young Mistress."
Roulan turned to look back at the three, her eyes glaring at them as she held their phones.
The smallest among them smiles awkwardly at Roulan, answering the phone and quickly pulling it away from his ear.
"Young Mistress-"
"Let me talk to that brat."
The small man quickly went to her place, pushing the phone towards Roulan's place.
"Brat."
"Baby! Let's go now. I've already reserved a restaurant."
Roulan rolled her eyes and pulled the phone away from her ear, ending the call before pushing it back towards the man.
"Go away; let me take a bath."
"Are you-"
"Yes."
Roulan stands up from the bed, stretching her body, as the three bodyguards bow down and quickly go out of the hotel suite.
Yanmei has her arms crossed on her chest, waiting for Roulan and the three bodyguards to go back down.
Her head perked up when the elevator dings, and she quickly stood up from the couch and looked at the elevator.
Her demeanor quickly changes when she sees the three bodyguards looking down at the ground.
"Where is she?"
"Young Mistress-"
"I told you all, don't go down if she's not with you, right?"
Yanmei raises her eyebrows at the three, her hands balled as they bow down.
"Young Mistress, we're sorry-"
"You three are fired!"
"Brat."
Yanmei looked at her back, her face softening as Roulan stood in front of her.
Her eyes ran up and down the taller woman in front of her, admiring the simple jeans and turtleneck she was wearing over a coat.
Her wrist was wrapped up with a simple watch, and her neck had a small pendant necklace.
Yanmei quickly looked back at Roulan's eyes, her mouth twitching into a wide smile, before she opened her arms.
"Roulan! Good morning!"
"There's no good in the morning if you're the one who'll greet me."
Roulan walks towards the three bodyguards, sensing the gloomy atmosphere around them, and she sighs in disbelief.
"How are they going to tell you that you should wait for me if you are cutting them off?"
"Oh, they were supposed to say that...?"
Roulan face-palmed herself, shaking her head as she felt disappointed in the older woman.
-
"Yanmei, aren't you tired of all the walking we've been doing?"
Roulan groans as she sits down on the bench, leaning on the backrest and sighing in relief as she finally sits down.
Yanmei looks at her, sitting beside her and looking at the park they are currently in.
They have been walking around, as per Yanmei's request, and that started back in the mall again.
After their breakfast in one of the restaurants that Yanmei had reserved, they walked around the mall, getting a bit familiar with the building.
They've also walked in a lot of stores but only looked at the items, as Yanmei never bought anything inside.
They've also walked into an arcade but never stayed there, as Yanmei also went out immediately.
Roulan couldn't help but feel a little confused and upset, as they'd never done anything.
Well, just eating, as after two hours of walking, they went to another reserved restaurant to eat lunch.
And what's even weirder is that Yanmei never talked to her.
Either a few talks or whenever they stop by a store to ask if she wants to buy anything.
And also, Yanmei didn't cling to her all day! A miracle happened, right?
But she felt like something was bothering the older woman. Although she didn't want to seem like she cared about and liked the girl—as that's probably what's going to happen—she didn't ask her.
Roulan glances at the older woman beside her; she can't take the silence the woman is projecting.
"Aren't you going to talk?"
"Huh?"
Yanmei looks at her, her eyes going crescent as a wide smile plasters her face.
Did Roulan just want her to talk, or is she hallucinating?
"You want me to talk?"
Roulan furrows her eyebrows, getting weirded out by Yanmei as the older woman leans towards her, her eyes still a crescent.
She scratches her hair, a sign of confusion, before clearing her throat and leaning away from the older woman.
"I think you're much more appreciated when you're not talking."
Roulan said, standing up on the bench as she walked away from the older woman.
Yanmei scoffs before glaring at Roulan, crossing her arms over her chest, and walking towards the younger woman.
"That bastard, I was stopping myself from talking and clinging onto her long limbs because I wanted her to ask me!"
Yanmei uncrosses her arms and quickly clings onto Roulan's right limbs as they cross the street.
"Do you like it when I cling to you and talk to you all day?"
Yanmei leans forward, her eyes scanning the younger woman's eyes for an answer.
Roulan sighs and shakes her head, pushing Yanmei away as she dusts her arms.
"No, so please stop it; you're acting like a weirdo."
"But I'm your weirdo."
Yanmei counters, and she looks at her with puppy eyes. Roulan furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, scoffing before she held the door.
"Stop that; you look like a dog."
"Oh, is that your way to say I'm cute?"