Rebirth: Starting with Capturing the Goddess Mentor

Chapter 201 Is Your Husband Not Home? (Next) [Read Now]

"how could be!"

Chen Yan joked, "If we go out together, people who don't know us will think we're a couple."

Hearing this, Xi Yingying blushed even more, brushed her bangs aside, and said softly, "What do you mean by couples? I'm already old and my looks have faded, so don't make fun of me like that."

"Who said you're old and unattractive!"

Chen Yan straightened his back and said seriously, "With your looks and skin, you call that old and faded? Manager Xi, look, there are so many men around us secretly looking at you."

That's true. Although Xi Yingying is already thirty years old, her skin is very well maintained. There are no wrinkles at all around her eyes and on her forehead. Her skin is delicate and fair, and she looks very young.

Chen Yan had already noticed several men pretending to look out the window while secretly glancing at their table. Surely these men weren't there to see him, were they?
At that moment, the waiter came over with a tray.

"Hello, here is your order: live snow crab, salmon belly sashimi, thick-cut Australian beef tongue, seared French foie gras nigiri, sashimi platter, and two kumquat lemon drinks."

"Your dishes are all served, please enjoy your meal."

Xi Yingying took a glass of kumquat lemonade, took a sip, and said, "Let's eat first, Mr. Chen."

"okay."

During the meal, Chen Yan noticed a small detail.

When Xi Yingying holds the cup and drinks, she subconsciously bites the straw.

Chen Yan's mind stirred, recalling a classic saying from later generations.
Women who like to bite straws tend to have stronger desires.

However, this statement has no scientific basis, and it's unclear whether it's a rumor or not.

Xi Yingying chewed on the straw for a while, then said, "President Chen, the design plan has been revised according to your requirements. I will send it to you for confirmation when I go to work tomorrow."

Chen Yan put a piece of French foie gras in his mouth, chewing and making indistinct sounds: "Mmm, good."

About 40 minutes later, the two had finished eating and drinking and prepared to leave.

Xi Yingying took out a makeup mirror from her bag, touched up her lipstick, and said, "Mr. Chen, I'll go pay the bill."

"hold head high."

Chen Yan responded and then asked, "How did Manager Xi get here?"

"I came by taxi."

"Where are you going later? I'll give you a ride."

Chen Yan thought to himself that the other person had just treated him to a meal, so he wanted to show some gentlemanly manners.

But then again, if Xi Yingying wasn't good-looking, would he still have given it to her?
After asking himself honestly, Chen Yan finally concluded that he wouldn't.

So, all this talk about being a gentleman or not, it's really just about being a lecher!
After thinking for a moment, Xi Yingying said, "Oh? Isn't that too much trouble for President Chen?"

Having lived two lives, Chen Yan naturally sensed the woman's insincerity, so he chuckled and said, "No trouble at all, I don't have anything to do tonight anyway."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. Just take me home in a bit."

"Ah."

Chen Yan nodded with a smile in agreement.

After Xi Yingying paid the bill and returned, the two walked out of Sushi Takumi Kappo Cuisine together and headed towards the parking lot not far from the restaurant.

Xi Yingying followed Chen Yan to the gleaming Mercedes-Benz S400.

Chen Yan gentlemanly opened the car door, and Xi Yingying nodded slightly in thanks before gracefully getting into the passenger seat.

She wasn't too surprised to see the million-dollar luxury car. After all, Chen Yan was willing to spend 1200 million on advertising, so it wasn't normal for someone like him to drive a car worth a little over 100 million.
Inside the car, the spacious leather seats enveloped Xi Yingying's delicate body, and the elegant fragrance of the high-end perfume subtly permeated her nostrils. The soft purple ambient lighting illuminated every corner of the car, making it exceptionally beautiful at night.

In 2014, very few manufacturers installed ambient lighting in cars, and Mercedes-Benz was trying it for the first time on its flagship S-Class sedan.

Later, due to overwhelmingly positive feedback from users, Mercedes-Benz went down the path of ambient lighting and never looked back. By 2025, the ambient lighting on those cars could hardly be called ambient lighting anymore. It not only lacked any sense of luxury, but also turned into a low-class nightclub style.

After starting, the car smoothly glided out of the parking lot and blended into the bustling streets of Shanghai at night.

Outside the car window, streetlights sped past one after another, like a string of overturned golden beads.

Xi Yingying leaned back in the leather seat, tilted her head slightly, and gazed absently out the window. The flowing light and shadow reflected on her fair cheeks, shimmering like a dream.

"So this is what life is like for the rich?"

Thinking this to herself, Xi Yingying turned to look at Chen Yan. The warm yellow streetlights shone through the car window, outlining the lines of light and shadow on his face.

His nose, neither too high nor too low, was coated with a subtle sheen, making it appear even more three-dimensional. His tightly closed lips exuded a sense of composure and determination. The contours of his jaw were sharp and strong, and the stubble that was faintly visible added a touch of masculine charm to his appearance.

As Xi Yingying stared, she became somewhat stunned. Realizing her loss of composure, she hurriedly looked away, but her heart was pounding uncontrollably.

"Sigh, if only I could be ten years younger..."

………………

Soon, the car arrived at the apartment building where Xi Yingying lived.

After parking the car, Chen Yan turned around with a polite smile on his face: "Manager Xi, we've arrived."

Xi Yingying paused for a moment, looking at Chen Yan with a complicated expression. After hesitating for a few seconds, she mustered her courage and said:

"Mr. Chen, it's so late, you must be tired from driving back. Why don't you... come up for a drink of water before you go?"

Chen Yan was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting her to say that.

One of the essential lessons for scumbags.

Q: What's the subtext when a girl invites you up for a drink?
A: She wants to sleep with you!
But isn't she already married?

If I go up there later, what will her husband think of me?

Or is her husband not home today?
After a brief silence, Chen Yan's lips twitched, and she asked, "Isn't your husband home?"

"what?"

Xi Yingying was slightly taken aback and said, "I've been divorced for several years."

Ok?
A divorced young woman?

"But your WeChat Moments bio says 'married'?"

Xi Yingying was taken aback at first, then realized what was happening, and an awkward smile appeared on her face as she explained helplessly:

"After I started doing this business, I encountered some male clients who sent me suggestive messages. Some of them were bold enough to ask me out to a hotel, while others wanted to ask me out to dinner or a movie. So I simply changed my profile to 'married'."

Chen Yan's concerns vanished instantly, and he said with a half-smile, "So that's how it is. I thought..."

He paused deliberately, leaving the rest of his sentence unsaid, giving Xi Yingying ample room for imagination. "Then, Mr. Chen, are you still going up?"

Xi Yingying bit her lower lip and extended the invitation again.

Chen Yan did not answer immediately, but pretended to think for a moment before nodding and smiling, saying, "Okay, then I'll trouble Manager Xi."

The two got out of the car and walked side by side toward their apartment building.

Xi Yingying's heart was pounding all the way.

Chen Yan appeared calm and composed, his hands casually in his pockets, but he kept glancing at Xi Yingying out of the corner of his eye, admiring her mature and alluring figure under the streetlights.

Stepping into the elevator, a subtle atmosphere filled the small space. Xi Yingying reached out and pressed the floor button, and the elevator slowly ascended.

Chen Yan turned slightly to the side, and their shoulders brushed lightly against each other. Both of them trembled slightly as if they had been electrocuted, but then pretended to be nonchalant.

Finally, the elevator doors opened with a ding, and Xi Yingying stepped out first, quickly walked to her door, and hurriedly pulled out her keys to open the door.

After the door opened, she stepped aside to let Chen Yan into the house, her voice slightly nervous: "The house is a bit messy, Mr. Chen, please don't mind."

Chen Yan walked into the house and quickly scanned the surroundings. The house was not big, only about 60 square meters.

The room was simply and warmly decorated, with a subtle fragrance filling the air, just like her, exuding an intellectual and elegant aura.

Xi Yingying went straight to the kitchen, poured two glasses of water, and placed them on the coffee table. "President Chen, please sit down and have some water. I'll go change my clothes."

"it is good."

Chen Yan took the water glass, took a sip, and then naturally sat down on the double sofa in the living room.

Inside the bedroom, Xi Yingying first took off her silk shirt, then removed her white skirt, revealing a snow-white, voluptuous, and alluring body.

Xi Yingying stood in front of the full-length mirror, looking at her mature and sexy body. Then, as if she had made a decision, she took a deep breath and reached out to open the wardrobe.

Her fingers wandered among the clothes racks, finally settling on a black silk slip dress. The thin fabric was embroidered with delicate lace, and the back was openwork.

This nightgown was a birthday gift from her best friend, who said that women should always treat themselves well, but she has never worn it, always feeling that it is too revealing.

At this moment, Xi Yingying put it on for the first time.

The nightgown clung to her curves, perfectly outlining her slender waist and full breasts. The hem just covered her thighs, revealing a pair of plump, white legs.

Xi Yingying tidied her hair in front of the mirror and added some more lipstick to make her lips look more rosy.

The woman in the mirror had a hint of shyness and anticipation in her eyes, and her cheeks were slightly flushed with nervousness.

………………

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Xi Yingying walked out of the bedroom, her voice as soft as a spring breeze.

Chen Yan looked up at the sound, and almost dropped the water glass in his hand.

The Xi Yingying before me seemed like a completely different person. Shedding her intellectual professional attire, she now exuded an indescribable allure.

He was slightly dazed, quickly put down his water glass, and cleared his throat. "Manager Xi, this..."

Xi Yingying lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushed, and said softly, "I just want to dress comfortably at home, please don't mind, Mr. Chen."

As she spoke, she walked over and sat down next to Chen Yan, bringing the two closer together. Her pajamas had a deep V-neck, and as Xi Yingying sat down, Chen Yan could even see the fuchsia lace bra she was wearing underneath.

This is blatant seduction!

Boys need to protect themselves when they're out.

Sure enough, netizens were right!
"Mr. Chen, thank you for bringing me back today." Xi Yingying broke the silence, looked up at Chen Yan, her eyes sparkling.

"Uh...you're welcome."

Chen Yan met her gaze and wondered whether he should give in to her or give in to her tonight.

Then, the room fell into a brief silence, with only the ticking of the wall clock, as if keeping time for their heartbeats.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward, so Chen Yan decided to start a conversation: "By the way, Manager Xi, what was the reason you divorced your husband, or rather, your ex-husband?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of melancholy flashed in Xi Yingying's eyes. She lowered her gaze, remained silent for a moment, and then sighed softly.

"It's kind of funny, really. It's just that a lot of trivial things piled up and wore down the relationship."

She smiled bitterly, her voice tinged with self-deprecation, "I only realized after getting married that love is sometimes really vulnerable in the face of daily necessities."

“My ex-husband was actually my college classmate, but he was not very talkative in school and was a quiet, unnoticed person in class.”

"I remember that during my four years of college, he hardly ever spoke a word to me."

"After working for a few years, we happened to run into each other at a coffee shop. It was like old classmates meeting up, so we started chatting casually."

“Ever since that chance encounter, he has been pursuing me and even told me that he had a crush on me since college.”

"But at that time, there were too many people pursuing me, and he lacked confidence, so he had to bury his feelings in his heart."

"I was not young at the time, and my family was pressuring me to stay. In addition, I kept hitting roadblocks at work, so I thought it would be good to have someone I knew well to stick together and support each other."

"And that's how we got together."

"At that time, we were both migrant workers in Shanghai. I was from Sichuan and Chongqing, and he was from Shandong. Our families were not well-off and we couldn't afford to buy a house in Shanghai, so we didn't have a wedding. Our families had a meal together and then we got our marriage certificate in a daze."

"After we got married, we rented a place together because we were thinking about saving money to buy a house. So we were both under a lot of work pressure at the time. In addition, I had a bad temper back then and often got angry at him. Over time, the conflicts between us accumulated."

"During our last argument, I brought up divorce, and he didn't object."

A marriage without material support is like a pile of loose sand; it doesn't even need the wind to blow it apart, it will fall apart after a few steps.

Xi Yingying's failed marriage is not an isolated case; there are far too many couples who divorce because of material reasons.

But then again, even with money, how many people still get divorced?
Of those wealthy and good-looking celebrity couples, how many can stay together until the end?

After listening, Chen Yan nodded thoughtfully: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring this up."

Xi Yingying waved her hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it, "It's all in the past, there's nothing that can't be said."

She raised her head, her gaze returning to Chen Yan, and a hint of life returned to her eyes. "Mr. Chen, may I ask you a question?"

……

(Godfathers, type 1 if you accept, type 2 if you don't)

(End of this chapter)