Yanny was not a pretentious girl. Since Shayne has already said those things, Yanny went straight to the point.
“If I’m your girlfriend, I will not allow my boyfriend to have an affair, like the previous Cassie Levy incident. It’s one thing if our relationship is transactional as I have no right to interfere. However, as your girlfriend, I’d be disgusted by it.”
Shayne looked at her with deep, dark eyes. He let out a chuckle, lifted his hands, and gently pinched her soft earlobes. “When our relationship was transactional, didn’t you still block me?”
Yanny felt her shortcomings exposed. She slightly furrowed her eyebrows and moved away from his fingers that were ravaging her earlobes. “Shayne. What are your feelings toward me?”
“You don’t know?”
Yanny was speechless. How would she know? She was not the worm in his stomach.
Shayne approached her with his long legs, gazed at her plump lips intensely with his deep, dark eyes, and said hoarsely, “You think I’d be so free to go crazy with a woman I don't like for almost two years?”
These words came out of Shayne’s mouth. It was somehow inexplicably incongruent.
However, Yanny’s heart also beated a lot faster. Shayne moved a little closer toward her, and Yanny subconsciously tried to take a step backward, but her back was already against the hard wall. There was no way of retreating.
Yanny only felt her mouth went dry. “Y… you… like me?”
Shayne rarely saw her blushed, so he smiled and ridiculed, “Oh, you’ll still be shy.”
Yanny thought, ‘You think everyone’s thick-skinned like you?’
However, Yanny still remained logical as she lifted her head and asked directly, “If you like me, why could you still bear to not look for me for half a year? If you like me, why did you get together with Cassie Levy half a year ago?”
“So who the hell is this Cassie Levy?” Shayne was puzzled. Since meeting up, Yanny kept mentioning this person.
Yanny felt like she should be the confused one. “Half a year ago, the celebrity that entered the World Trade Hotel with you. Don’t you remember, Master Shayne? Looks like you’re so busy you became forgetful.”
Upon Yanny mentioning it, Shayne roughly remembered the incident. “Oh, you meant that model? I casually got her to cook up some rumors that I didn’t even ask her for her name.”
Upon seeing his debauchery, she angrily said, “Master Shayne you even slept with her, yet you didn’t even bother to ask her name? How generous of you.”
“Who said I slept with her? I said that I would never be with two women at the same time.”
Was it intentionally to create gossip? To increase KPI and exposure?
Seeing how Yanny was silent, Shayne lowered his head and pinched her earlobes again. He slightly sighed and said, “As to why I have not looked for you for half a year… well, you did not look for me as well. As your creditor, how would it look like if I came stumbling to look for you?”
Yanny lifted her head and accidentally locked eyes with his deep gaze. Her heart skipped a few beats.
Shayne took her cold hands and put it on his waist inside his coat. He pulled her in completely into his arms.
“So, my girlfriend, can you invite your boyfriend back to your place to sleep?”
The two of them were standing in the cold stairwell for almost more than an hour and they almost froze to death.
Yanny buried her face in his chest and smiled. “You made me your girlfriend, only to sleep with me?”
Shayne lowered his head and said in her ear, “Of course… not. This is just additional.”
‘You still deny it?’
Shayne bent down and picked his girlfriend up in his arms. Yanny was stunned, and her slippers almost fell off. Shayne strode into her house.
At Cameron’s birthday party, Shayne did not eat much. The birthday cake was sweet and he was not a sweet tooth, so he drank quite some alcohol on an empty stomach.
Yanny remembered that there were still frozen dumplings in the freezer. “There are frozen dumplings, do you want some?”
“You only let your boyfriend eat frozen dumplings?” Shayne frowned and felt as if she did not value him.
“Forget about it then.”
The dumplings were made together with her grandma when she came over, so she was saving them for later.
The fillings were made from vegetables that Grandma grew on her own in the countryside which was pure and organic.
Shayne pursed his lips in displeasure. He nagged, “You don’t even let your boyfriend eat frozen dumplings? Are you trying to starve your boyfriend?”
Yanny was speechless. How could she have such a difficult boyfriend?
She gave up. Having such a boyfriend, was this a blessing or a curse?
Yanny started cooking the frozen dumplings. The dumplings were homemade so they were larger than usual. “Is 12 enough for you?”
“Do you think I’m a pig?”
“I’m afraid you’d be hungry.”
Shayne smiled. He stretched his arm out and hugged her, then rested his chin on her shoulder, watching the water boil in the pot. He asked, “When will the dumplings be cooked?”
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