Chapter 58 Borrowing Clothes

Chapter 58: Chapter 58 Borrowing ClothesEven though he had just been with He Fangqing, the sight of Meng Xiaofei’s exposed body, especially the pair of breasts on her chest, still made Li Yifei’s blood rush to his head, and a certain part of his body stood erect once again.

"Damn it, you dead girl, can’t you make a sound when you’re at home?" Li Yifei muttered in his heart and hurriedly tiptoed out of the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind him. Although a beauty’s naked body was nice to look at, being caught in the act would be embarrassing.

He calmed his breathing, then knocked forcefully on the bedroom door, saying loudly, "Xiaofei, are you awake? I need a favor."

After calling out twice, Meng Xiaofei’s flustered voice finally responded, "Ah, Brother Li, what’s the matter? I’m still sleeping."

Li Yifei broke into a sweat, thinking that this girl really slept soundly; even if someone threw her out on the street while she slept, she probably wouldn’t know. A chick like her was indeed hard to find in this world.

"It’s like this, my friend needs a set of clothes to wear, but no stores are open yet, and I have nowhere to buy them. I think her figure is similar to yours and would like to borrow a set from you, is that okay?"

"Sure, just wait a second, I’ll get it for you."

"Thanks a lot."

After about five or six minutes, Meng Xiaofei opened the bedroom door. She was wearing pajamas, her hair was disheveled, she was yawning, and she held a set of clothes in her hands. "Brother Li, see if this set works. I’ve only worn it once."

Li Yifei took it from her, saying, "This will do," and turned to leave.

But Meng Xiaofei caught up with him, asking with a giggly smile, "Hey, Brother Li, is she your girlfriend?"

"That... no."

"Ah, she’s not your girlfriend, and you still brought her home to sleep? Oh, I get it now, you’re having a One-Night Stand."

Li Yifei wiped his sweat and said, "You guessed right, this set of clothes might not be returned. You’d better lend me a cheaper set, just so I won’t owe you later."

"It’s fine, I don’t really like this set anymore; it’s practically a giveaway, so consider it a gift. Now you’ve given me a reason to mooch meals at your place."

Li Yifei stopped at the door, turned to look at Meng Xiaofei, and asked, "I’m into One-Night Stands, and you don’t despise me?"

Meng Xiaofei laughed, "Why would I despise you? So many people do it. I just haven’t met the right one, otherwise, I’d join in too."

Li Yifei tapped her head gently and sternly said, "Nonsense, this isn’t something to play with recklessly."

"Wow, it’s okay for you to set a fire, but not for me to even light a lamp? Brother Li, that’s too much," she protested.

"I’m just worried about you being deceived. Alright, I’m leaving." Li Yifei left Meng Xiaofei’s house, also puzzled about why he cared so much for Meng Xiaofei. After all, she was just his neighbor.

Shaking his head, Li Yifei returned to his own home and threw the clothes to He Fangqing, who had just come out of the washroom.

"You really got them? Impressive. These aren’t new, where did you get them?" He Fangqing complimented Li Yifei, but upon realizing the clothes were second-hand, she frowned.

Li Yifei retorted unhappily, "If you don’t want to wear them, forget it, I have no other solution."

"Who said I won’t wear them? I’m just not used to wearing clothes someone else has worn."

"Suit yourself," said Li Yifei and then went off to the washroom to clean up.

When Li Yifei came out, he saw He Fangqing already dressed in Meng Xiaofei’s clothes. They fit He Fangqing a bit loosely, but since it was winter when everyone wore more layers, it didn’t look too inappropriate.

He Fangqing gave Li Yifei a cold glance and queried, "These are from that female neighbor next door, right?"

Li Yifei acknowledged frankly, "Yes, how else could I have gotten you clothes so quickly?"

"You must be pretty close with that neighbor to be able to borrow clothes from her."

Li Yifei felt He Fangqing’s comment was a bit sour, but he didn’t entertain it any further. He found himself a set of clothes to change into and tidied up the blankets and other things. He was quite attentive to life’s details; at the very least, his room was rarely cluttered.

Watching Li Yifei bustling about, He Fangqing’s facial expression turned a bit strange. In her former home, her ex-husband never lifted a finger to do any household chores. Now, seeing Li Yifei, a man, managing the household tasks so orderly, she felt both fascinated and a degree of yearning. A man who could do housework would surely also be an attentive and good husband.

However, He Fangqing immediately got a huge fright from her own thoughts.

She had just gotten a divorce, so why was she having such thoughts? And wasn’t she very sad just last night? Otherwise, she wouldn’t have gone to the bar to drink away her sorrows. But why did she no longer feel that heart-wrenching pain now, and instead felt a strange sense of relief? Wasn’t that too abnormal? Could it be that she was developing feelings for Li Yifei?

A series of question marks arose in He Fangqing’s mind, but there wasn’t a single one she could answer by herself.

Shaking her head vigorously, He Fangqing tossed all these doubts to the back of her mind. Right now, she just wanted to live a certain kind of life—being happy alone in the future. She wouldn’t get entangled in feelings again, even if she felt lonely in the future. She could just have a fling, like with One-Night Stand, but she couldn’t let herself be hurt by a man again.

At that moment, Li Yifei came out. Seeing He Fangqing in a daze, he smiled and said, "What are you thinking about? If we don’t go now, we’ll really be late. It doesn’t matter for me, a junior employee, but for you, as the Director, being late really won’t do."

He Fangqing immediately broke into a smile and replied, "Aren’t directors also human? It’s normal to be late," and then walked to the door to change her shoes.

Once inside the elevator, with only the two of them, He Fangqing looked at Li Yifei and said somewhat awkwardly, "I won’t go to the office with you to avoid people seeing... and talking."

Li Yifei cheerfully answered, "Understood. Even if you didn’t say it, I wouldn’t walk with you together."

Hearing this, He Fangqing actually felt a bit displeased and gave him a cold look, "Would it be such an embarrassment for you to go to the office with me?"

Li Yifei chuckled, "Of course not! If you went with me, I’d be the one gaining face."

"See? You find me dislikable just because I’m a woman who’s been divorced."

"Director He, you’re really overestimating me. It wouldn’t matter to me whether you’ve been divorced once or even eight or ten times; I wouldn’t look down on you," he said.

He Fangqing gave Li Yifei’s arm a twist and reproachfully said, "Knock it off. You’re the one who’s been divorced eight or ten times, not wishing me any good," her charm evident in her feigned anger.

Li Yifei pretended to cry out in pain and made a suffering face, "That’s because I was saying you’re stronger than me. Even if someone divorced ten or eight times, they wouldn’t be like me... what’s that term the internet uses?"

"Loser!" He Fangqing reminded him, both annoyed and amused.

"Right, right, a loser. I’m just a poor loser, and you’re a White Rich Beauty. We’re totally from different worlds; I have no right to disapprove of you."

"Hmph, haven’t you ever heard of the ’loser’s counterattack’?"

"Forget it, that’s just a lovely fantasy of the losers. Why haven’t I ever witnessed a loser’s counterattack, huh?"

"We are just..." At that moment, the elevator doors opened, and two people entered on the sixth floor. He Fangqing couldn’t continue her sentence, and given it was a slip of the tongue, she was secretly relieved she had stopped. The more she spoke to Li Yifei, the more uninhibited she became. It seemed she really had to control herself from now on.

She fully understood that Li Yifei was always putting himself down, essentially telling her that their relationship was just a fling, that they couldn’t get too involved. He Fangqing knew Li Yifei was right, but she felt a mysterious sense of loss and self-reproach in her heart—it felt like even Li Yifei, a junior employee, was looking down on her, a divorcee.

He Fangqing, after all, wasn’t an ordinary woman. It took just a moment for her to adjust her mood, and after exiting the elevator, she said to Li Yifei with a smile, "Thanks for giving me a place to stay yesterday, but from now on, we are just normal colleagues."

Li Yifei, of course, hoped just for that, smiled, and replied, "Absolutely no problem. At the office, you are definitely my director."

He Fangqing felt somewhat uncomfortable inside but still smiled and said, "That’s best."

Li Yifei took out a pack of cigarettes, flicked it lightly, and a cigarette popped out. He brought it to his lips with a flourish, lit it with a lighter, and took a satisfying drag, a look of contentment on his face, "I also feel this is pretty good. If Director He ever feels lonely, I’d be willing to serve you."

Watching Li Yifei smoke, He Fangqing couldn’t help but secretly admire him. Just that move alone was enough to attract those young girls, and even she thought he looked pretty handsome. Yet, seeing the intoxicated smile on Li Yifei’s face, why did He Fangqing feel so uncomfortable? This guy didn’t seem to care about her at all. Was being divorced really such a disgrace that even a junior employee looked down on her?

"Director He, what’s the matter? Feeling unwell?" Li Yifei, noticing He Fangqing’s chest heaving, asked with concern.

"Nothing. I’m leaving first. You can go out later," He Fangqing said, and then sped up her pace in her high heels without looking back.

Li Yifei touched his nose, sensing He Fangqing’s thoughts. He was willing to keep it that way, too. A woman like He Fangqing certainly had an attraction for him, and it wasn’t that Li Yifei looked down on her for being divorced. However, as for matters of the heart, well, it was better just to let them be.