Chapter 1516 - Longevity Noodles, May You Live a Long and Happy Life! (1/2)

Wen Xinya pouted and whined that Si Yiyan didn’t care about her. Under the dim lighting, her coquettish manner made her look even more enchanting, like a begonia flower in full bloom. It was a truly lovely sight to behold.

Si Yiyan’s heart gave an involuntary lurch. He tried to suppress his churning emotions but wasn’t entirely successful and suddenly lifted her up into a princess carry.

“What are you doing!” Wen Xinya glared at him saucily.

However, due to all that wine they drank earlier, her stare was somewhat hazy and not the least bit threatening. Instead, her anger added a bit of sparkle to her eyes.

Si Yiyan set her down on the sofa. “Are your feet aching?”

When dancing the waltz on tiptoes, she could only place her weight on one foot to pirouette around and around. It was a bit like ballet, but even more passionate and fervent.

It was inevitable that her feet would ache.

Seizing the opportunity, Wen Xinya rolled her eyes pitifully and whimpered. “My feet ache, my thighs also ache!”

With that, she self-righteously propped her legs onto Si Yiyan’s thighs. Her intentions were clear.

Si Yiyan couldn’t help finding her adorable little face somewhat humorous. She was indeed a little girl utterly spoiled by him. Nevertheless, he was more than willing to pamper her, so he immediately held her feet and said, “I will give you a massage!”

Wen Xinya immediately beamed and acknowledged she had played to her advantage.

She was not that weak but had pretty good stamina and strength. Although she had danced for two straight hours and was indeed rather tired with aching legs, she was still far from breaching her physical limits. It was just that there was a lot of spinning in the waltz, plus the added challenge of twirling on tiptoe—as a result, she was a bit dizzy and weary from all those rotations.

If she had the will, it was actually no problem at all for her to dance another two hours with Si Yiyan.

Under the warm, cozy lights, Si Yiyan meticulously kneaded her feet with his long, slender and fair fingers. No one would ever imagine that Ninth Young Master—the head of Xiasi Group, the great Rex of the almighty Lucifer, the big boss behind Jiayuan—would one day cast aside his noble status and dotingly take care of a woman, to massage her feet!

Just the thought of it made Wen Xinya feel extremely sheepish.

As a result, she couldn’t help asking with a smile, “Say, if Gu Yuexi and gang saw you now, what would they think?”

She was really very curious!

Si Yiyan didn’t even look up but continued to focus on massaging her feet. “They would poke their own eyes out!”

He spoke as a matter-of-fact, pretending to be serious.

Wen Xinya giggled. “Why?”

“They would have seen something they shouldn’t have. If their eyes are so disobedient, what use are they?” His mild voice sounded like he was just narrating a pure fact.

Wen Xinya was full of mirth.

As expected, Si Yiyan did care about his image in front of his subordinates. She felt like she had stumbled upon a great secret.

Si Yiyan felt she looked extremely cute, the way she was smiling like she was a kitten who had stolen a fish.

Xinya suddenly felt hungry. She glanced at the table, still laden with half-eaten food, before staring reproachfully at Si Yiyan. “It’s all your fault that we didn’t finish eating my carefully-prepared candlelight dinner.”