My Virtual Girlfriend-Chapter 464

Yu Qiao Qiao’s visit was one thing; why did Zhao Ying also have to come?

Chen Yan opened his mouth, intending to refuse.

Just then, Yu Qiao Qiao’s voice came through on the phone, "Brother Ying, you want to come too? Let’s go together then."

Chen Yan was left speechless.

Faced with Yu Qiao Qiao’s requests, Chen Yan never learned how to say no.

So, even though he felt it was very risky to invite Yu Qiao Qiao over just after Meng Xue had left, he reluctantly agreed anyway.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yan was not idle.

He immediately ran to the bedroom and opened all the windows to air it out!

After all, he still remembered that Meng Xue always had a strong jasmine scent on her. He had almost been exposed by Lu Man last time.

Then, he stripped off the sheets and threw them into the washing machine, adding detergent before starting it.

Afterward, he replaced them with fresh sheets and tidied up the whole house.

Maybe it was the adrenaline of racing against time—despite his constitution being a +9, he still felt a bit out of breath and very exhausted.

Once everything was done, his home phone rang.

Chen Yan went to answer it; it was the gatekeeper calling to ask if Yu Qiao Qiao was a friend of Chen Yan and if he could let her in.

After Chen Yan agreed, it wasn’t long before his door was knocked on.

Yu Qiao Qiao and Zhao Ying, who had been let in by the gatekeeper, were now at Chen Yan’s front door.

Chen Yan rushed over and opened the door.

Then, he saw the girl he had been dreaming of, the lovely, beautiful Boss Qiao Qiao. And... the third wheel, Brother Ying.

Brother Ying didn’t consider himself an outsider. After Chen Yan opened the door, he casually waved in greeting and then took off his shoes himself.

While changing his shoes, he commented, "Chen Yan, your residential complex is really strict."

"That gatekeeper clearly recognized us, but he still looked at us like he was examining criminals, as if he was afraid we’d storm in to find you."

At first, Chen Yan didn’t think much of Zhao Ying’s comment.

But upon reflecting, he suddenly realized... why the gatekeeper was so vigilant today.

As he guessed, Yu Qiao Qiao quietly defended the gatekeeper, "Brother Ying, that’s called being responsible."

"He’s so diligent. It makes Chen Yan feel secure..."

Hearing Yu Qiao Qiao’s words, Zhao Ying pursed her lips, "I always feel like there’s some unspeakable secret."

Chen Yan knew all too well how accurate Zhao Ying’s sixth sense could be, so he quickly ushered Yu Qiao Qiao into the house while saying, "Don’t mind her. She’s just overthinking."

After that, Chen Yan fetched a pair of slippers for Yu Qiao Qiao and then changed the subject, "No classes today?"

Yu Qiao Qiao crouched to change her shoes and nodded, "I finished this morning’s classes. No more in the afternoon."

"I wanted to see you yesterday when I came back, but I was worried you might be too tired from just getting back and needed rest, so I didn’t mention it."

"I thought you’d be rested up today, so I wanted to come see you..."

As she spoke, Yu Qiao Qiao looked up at Chen Yan with soft eyes, filled with emotion.

Chen Yan smiled and patted her head—her crouching there made it convenient to reach.

Then he whispered gently, "Next time you want to see me, just tell me straight away."

"I’ll make time for you, any time."

Yu Qiao Qiao obediently "Mhm-mhm-ed" in response.

While the two chatted, Zhao Ying had finished changing shoes and started to wander around the house.

After meandering for a bit, she reached the hallway, saw something, then leaned back, poking her head out curiously to ask Chen Yan, "Chen Yan, did you wake up early to do laundry?"

The cozy atmosphere was shattered, especially as it involved last night’s events, so Chen Yan responded seriously, "Not clothes. Bed linens and covers."

"I’ve been away on business for a few days; they gathered dust. Thought it’d be good to wash them."

"Oh~" Zhao Ying, like a Sherlock Holmes, curiously pressed on, "They gathered dust, and yet you slept one night before washing?"

Chen Yan: ....

His mind worked quickly. He frantically fabricated, "No. I changed them last night. Threw them in the washer."

"But you can’t hang clothes at night."

"So I washed them first thing this morning."

Only then did Zhao Ying pull back her head.

Listening to her footsteps, it seemed she was off to snoop elsewhere again.

Chen Yan glanced in her direction, then asked Yu Qiao Qiao, "What is she doing? Didn’t she want to come see me? Why is she acting like she’s solving a case?"

Hearing Chen Yan’s words, Yu Qiao Qiao couldn’t help but cover her mouth with a smile before explaining, "Brother Ying has been obsessed with Conan recently. She’s followed over a hundred episodes."

"So now, understanding or not, she wants to investigate something."

Saying this, Yu Qiao Qiao whispered to Chen Yan, "But, her sixth sense is really strong. So her case-solving is still quite accurate."

"She’s solved quite a few cases for our girls’ dorm recently."

Chen Yan was baffled after hearing this, "What kind of cases could there be in a girls’ dorm?"

Yu Qiao Qiao counted on her fingers, "Yeah~"

"Like who used whose shampoo, who forgot to lock the door last, who secretly reported someone—lots of little cases."

"And she solved all these relying on her experience."

Chen Yan: ...

After a while, he called out to Zhao Ying, "Brother Ying. Stop wandering. Come out and have some fruit!"

.....

Dragging and pulling Zhao Ying out of the bedroom, Chen Yan pressed Formalin down on the sofa and then gave her a pomegranate that had been in the fridge for over a week.

He also cut a small plate of apples for Yu Qiao Qiao.

Finally, the two girls stopped "investigating" his home.

After pushing the two girls onto the sofa, Chen Yan chatted with them about the past few days.

Even though they hadn’t seen each other for just two or three days, for people deep in the throes of love, it seemed like a century had passed.

Thus, it seemed like they could never run out of things to talk about.

The only bit of a spoiler was Zhao Ying.

Though the two were clearly talking about their own matters, Zhao Ying always liked to pipe up with, "Me too."

Chen Yan, "Qiao Qiao, I really missed you these days."

Yu Qiao Qiao shyly whispered, "I missed you too..."

Zhao Ying, "Me too."

Chen Yan: ....

Chen Yan, "Qiao Qiao, have the past few days been tough?"

Yu Qiao Qiao shook her head, "Not really. I didn’t have many classes, and there wasn’t much to do at the company either, so I’ve been quite free."

Zhao Ying, "Me too."

Chen Yan: ??

Yu Qiao Qiao, "Chen Yan, you seem to have lost weight. Haven’t you been eating properly?"

Chen Yan, "Actually, it’s been okay. But maybe because I’ve been busy, I do tend to forget meals."

Zhao Ying, "Me too....."

Finally, it was Yu Qiao Qiao who couldn’t stand it anymore.

Her beautiful eyes glared at Zhao Ying as she said in a voice that was clearly gentle yet annoyed, "Brother Ying. You’ve been eating five meals a day these last few days!"

"You’ve eaten up all the rice at home."

Zhao Ying: .....

Zhao Ying shamelessly defended herself, "That’s because I’m tired from exercising."

"After all, I don’t quit after a few days like you guys."

Chen Yan: .....

Chen Yan felt it was a mistake to let Zhao Ying come with them.

She was good at nothing else but reigning supreme in ruining the mood!

If it wasn’t because she had secured her Professional Line in the crucial "media" industry, Chen Yan would really like to revoke her name!

Perhaps sensing the two’s exclusion of her interruptions, Zhao Ying haughtily got up, ran to the balcony to view the scenery, and stopped eating the "dog food."

Without her interference, the two could finally discuss topics that weren’t fit for transcription.

Several topics later, Yu Qiao Qiao’s fair face was teased into a rosy blush, even her ears reddened.

Chen Yan was more than happy and found that the current Yu Qiao Qiao was even more adorable.

Thus, Yu Qiao Qiao could only be teased by Chen Yan until she fled in panic to the bathroom to "take cover."

After Yu Qiao Qiao left, Zhao Ying stealthily approached Chen Yan.

She gently nudged Chen Yan’s waist with her elbow.

Chen Yan’s eyes were still following Yu Qiao Qiao, so when Zhao Ying nudged him, he swatted her elbow away without a good grace.

He was just about to ask Zhao Ying what she wanted.

However, what Zhao Ying said next sent chills down his spine.

Zhao Ying said, "Chen Yan, guess what I found?"

Chen Yan couldn’t help but look at Zhao Ying’s hand.

Then. He saw a worn black stocking in her hand.

In that instant, Chen Yan’s heartbeat jumped from 80 to 130.

He felt his head buzzing.

Even as "clever" as he was, he momentarily didn’t know what kind of excuse to make up to explain this situation.

Seeing Chen Yan so shocked, Zhao Ying shook her head with a look that said she saw through everything, "Chen Yan, I really didn’t expect you to be such a person."

Chen Yan swallowed hard, then said, "Listen, if I say I can explain, would you believe me?"

Zhao Ying looked at him suspiciously, then shook her head, "I don’t believe a word you’re saying."

"You’re so smart, you could probably come up with a bunch of reasons to make me believe you."

"Like, there was a woman at your place last night. Those stockings were hers."

"Pfft, do you think I would believe that?!"

Hearing Zhao Ying’s words, Chen Yan was completely dumbfounded, "What?"

Zhao Ying watched him with a half-smile, then with an air of ’I know it all,’ she said, "Don’t be nervous~"

"I understand."

"Men, when they reach a certain age, they start to like all sorts of strange things."

"Some like fishing, others like collecting figurines."

"And you like wearing stockings, what’s wrong with that?"

She patted Chen Yan’s shoulder earnestly and said, "Your hobby isn’t hurting anyone."

"So, I understand and respect you."

"What?" Chen Yan was almost at a loss for words.

He wanted to defend himself.

But then he felt... he didn’t really need to.

He couldn’t just confess the truth unsolicited, could he?

At that moment, Chen Yan felt that Zhao Ying was really capable.

She had thwarted him to the point where he couldn’t even speak the truth. Fortunately, there was no one else around, or he would have died of embarrassment right there!

While Chen Yan was pondering, Zhao Ying stuffed the stockings back into his pocket and said, "Here, keep these safe."

"Don’t let Qiao Qiao see them."

"She might not be as open-minded as I am."

Chen Yan: .....

What could Chen Yan say?

He could only stammer out, "Th-thank you...."

Zhao Ying stood up proudly, hands behind her back, humming a song, and resumed her patrol.

Looking at her carefree demeanor, anyone who didn’t know better would think she’d done a good deed.

Chen Yan sat there, dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

After a while, Yu Qiao Qiao came out from the restroom.

She returned to the sofa and seeing Chen Yan a bit dazed, she blinked her large eyes, tilted her head and asked with concern, "Chen Yan, are you alright? What happened?"

"Oh, oh," Chen Yan snapped back to reality and hurriedly squeezed out a smile, "Nothing. It’s nothing."

"I was just thinking about something else."

Yu Qiao Qiao didn’t notice anything unusual. She nodded obediently and then whispered softly, "You’re always thinking of such strange things...."

"I, I can’t handle it."

She said this with a blush and lowered her head.

Chen Yan then couldn’t help but remember the topic he had jokingly brought up with Yu Qiao Qiao, and once again he perked up, then with a smile, he said to Yu Qiao Qiao, "Don’t be too quick to refuse, Qiao Qiao."

"How will you know you can’t handle it if you don’t try?"

"I’m here, you know."

Hearing Chen Yan’s bold words, Yu Qiao Qiao couldn’t hold up anymore.

"I, I need to go to the restroom again!"

Yu Qiao Qiao quickly panicked and ran off toward the restroom.

On the way, she bumped into Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying looked at her curiously and asked, "Going to the restroom again?"

Yu Qiao Qiao gave a tiny, mosquitolike "Hmm...."

Zhao Ying said, "You go so often, your kidneys might not be good."

"Qiao Qiao. I’ll check on you later tonight."

"Ah?" Yu Qiao Qiao looked up in confusion.

Zhao Ying had the enthusiastic look of an old traditional Chinese doctor....

And so the afternoon went by chatting and fooling around.

With the company of two virtual girlfriends, Chen Yan had a great time.

Especially with one being gentle and weak, gentle, and the other... unpretentious. There were plenty of hilarious moments which kept Chen Yan laughing all afternoon.

The afternoon quickly passed, and in the evening, Chen Yan ordered takeout to treat the two to dinner at home.

During dinner, Yu Qiao Qiao looked thoughtful, and glanced at Zhao Ying a few times.

Zhao Ying was just eating her food without looking up.

She hesitated for a moment, then whispered to Chen Yan, "Chen Yan. There’s something I’d like to discuss with you."

Chen Yan, who was vying with Zhao Ying for food, asked without thinking, "What’s up?"

As he spoke, Zhao Ying snatched two pieces of meat from his bowl in the blink of an eye.

Yu Qiao Qiao said, "It’s like this...."

"Brother Ying has been living outside for over half a year now."

"She wants to go home for a visit."

"But... she can’t get in touch with her father anymore."

Hearing this, the chopsticks in Chen Yan’s hand slipped and clanked onto the table.