I just want to be a salted fish quietly Chapter 170

To be honest, after getting used to driving a Ferrari, suddenly driving a BMW always felt a bit off.

It was that feeling of having power but nowhere to use it.

However, a BMW had a small advantage: its seats were slightly more comfortable than a Ferrari’s.

Better than nothing, I suppose.

Driving back to Zijin Mountain Community, I pushed open the door and saw Zhuang Tong and Nie Qingqing squeezed together on the sofa, giggling and playfully wrestling.

Seeing this, Lin Xian teased, “Are you two relieving each other’s loneliness?”

Nie Qingqing, being thin-skinned, blushed and quickly got up to straighten her disheveled clothes.

Zhuang Tong, on the other hand, remained lazily sprawled on the sofa, giggling, “Darling, do you want to join us?”

At this, Nie Qingqing’s face flushed even redder. She quickly lowered her head to tease Xianyu, hiding her shyness.

After changing into slippers, Lin Xian sat down on the sofa, put his arms around the two girls’ shoulders, and casually asked, “Where did you go today?”

Every time he returned to Zhuang Tong’s place, he felt very relaxed.

There were no worries; they could talk about anything.

This was one of the benefits of having a mistress.

“We didn’t do much. I accompanied Qingqing home this afternoon,” Zhuang Tong said lazily, leaning her head on his shoulder.

Lin Xian could clearly feel Nie Qingqing’s body stiffen slightly.

He couldn’t help but laugh, “Why are you so nervous?”

“No… not nervous.”

Nie Qingqing gently stroked little Xianyu, speaking in a soft voice.

Looking at Xianyu’s expression of utter despair, Lin Xian teased, “Stop stroking it; you’re going to rub all the cat hair off Xianyu.”

Zhuang Tong stood up, hugged Nie Qingqing, and laughed, “Darling, don’t bully my Qingqing anymore!”

“I’m not bullying her!” Lin Xian said, looking a bit innocent.

She was perfectly fine last night, very proactive, but today she was like a different person.

Leaning in Zhuang Tong’s arms, Nie Qingqing’s face gradually returned to normal.

Seeing this, Lin Xian said seriously, “Qingqing, since you’ve chosen to be with me, I will definitely take responsibility for you. When I have time in a few days, I’ll take you to look at houses!”

“I don’t want a house. Living alone is too boring. It’s fine if I live with Xiao Tong.”

Nie Qingqing bit her lip and said.

Lin Xian asked, “Then how about I buy you a car?”

Nie Qingqing shook her head and said, “I don’t have a driver’s license yet, and Xiao Tong driving is enough.”

What the heck…

She didn’t want a house, nor a car.

Was he getting a mistress for free?

Or was it a buy-one-get-one-free deal?

This was too good a deal!

For a moment, Lin Xian was torn between laughter and tears.

Other people’s mistresses would seize every opportunity to ask for this and that, but his own didn’t even want what he offered.

Lin Xian pondered for a moment and then said, “How about this, I’ll give you 500, 000 yuan, and you can buy whatever you like.”

Seeing that she seemed about to refuse again, Lin Xian added, “No refusing!”

“Okay!”

Nie Qingqing nodded, looking a little wronged.

Zhuang Tong was clutching her stomach, laughing so hard she was swaying back and forth. “Dea… darling, your little mistress is too thoughtful, haha… she’s really good at saving you money.”

“You’re going to die!”

Nie Qingqing was both shy and angry, pouncing on Zhuang Tong and wrestling with her.

After the two finished their playful roughhousing, Lin Xian asked for Nie Qingqing’s card number and transferred 500, 000 yuan to her.

The two girls seemed tired from playing. They now snuggled together, watching a show on a laptop.

Lin Xian leaned on the sofa, picked up “Mathematical Analysis,” and continued reading from where he left off yesterday. Xianyu lay at his feet, eyes half-closed, dozing.

The atmosphere in the room was quiet and harmonious.

This atmosphere made Nie Qingqing feel very comfortable and relaxed.

She was inherently a person who lacked a sense of security, which could be seen from her sleeping posture, and also a person without much initiative.

During this time, the comfortable life of the three living together in one room had unknowingly immersed her.

Looking up at Lin Xian, Nie Qingqing felt that living like this for a lifetime seemed pretty good too.

…

Morning.

Lin Xian slowly walked out of the guest room to the sound of Xianyu’s meows.

Last night…

He slept alone in the empty room.

Mainly because the night before, the two of them had been a bit too wild, and Nie Qingqing was still a young girl, so she needed a few days to recover.

Besides, if it were like that every day, even he, made of iron, couldn’t endure it; he needed to recuperate.

So Lin Xian had Zhuang Tong sleep with Nie Qingqing, while he went to sleep in the guest room for the night.

Seeing Lin Xian, Xianyu acted as if she had seen her biological father, bouncing and rushing over.

Picking Xianyu up in his arms, Lin Xian said, a little speechless, “Xianyu, you’re a cat, not a dog. Cats don’t walk like that!”

In his impression, cats were generally aloof and mostly ignored their owners.

But this little fellow was very clingy and had a very lively personality.

If Xianyu didn’t look so unlike a dog, he would have suspected that Zhuang Tong had bought the wrong animal.

After preparing breakfast for the little one, Lin Xian washed up, changed into sportswear, and went downstairs for a run.

In the community park.

In the small pavilion, Father Ling held a teacup and said helplessly, “You dragged me here early in the morning just to play chess with a young man? I say, Old Li, aren’t you idle?”

Old Li was still wearing his black jacket today. Hearing his old friend say this, he explained, “Old Ling, you don’t know, that kid is too arrogant. He doesn’t know how to respect the old and cherish the young at all.”

“How good can a young man’s chess skills be? Old Li, I find that you’re talking nonsense now,” Father Ling didn’t believe it at all.

Young people nowadays were too impetuous; they didn’t even have enough time to play on their phones, so how could they have the patience to calm down and learn to play chess?

Hearing this, Old Li wouldn’t have it. He stuck out his neck and said, “Old Ling, don’t disbelieve it. You’ll know later. I’m telling you, if you lose later, don’t blame me for not warning you.”

Father Ling raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, urging, “Is that kid coming or not? We’ve been waiting for half an hour.”

“He should be here soon!”

No sooner had he spoken than Lin Xian was seen running towards the pavilion.

“He’s here!”

Old Li’s face lit up with joy. He then waved to Lin Xian and said, “Young man, come over quickly! We’ve been waiting for you for a long time!”

Seeing Old Li, Lin Xian immediately chuckled. He ran over and said with a smile, “Good morning, Uncle. Are you specially waiting for me?”

Old Li greeted him, “We’ve been waiting for you for a long time. Come and play a game quickly; the chessboard is already set.”

“Let’s not,” Lin Xian refused.

The skill gap between them was simply too large; it was a one-sided crushing, which wasn’t interesting.

Seeing this, Old Li sneered, “You kid, are you looking down on me? I’m telling you, I’ve called someone to get revenge today.”