Lin Mei had spoken casually, but she hadn't expected him to actually admit it and then perform the actions typically done by service staff here. Lan Lan had told her that men here, upon meeting a customer, would first kneel on one knee and kiss the customer's hand. Xing Zheng was so familiar with this procedure!
"Are you sick?" Lin Mei frowned. "Let go of me."
"You are my guest, and serving you is my job," he refused to let go, his fingers weaving through hers, their fingers interlacing. "Dinner, dessert, and wine are all prepared."
Lin Mei looked over. Candles were lit on the round table in the suite, with steak and salad, exquisite desserts, and unopened red wine beside them...
The service was indeed impeccable, but she was not satisfied with this person. "I want to switch."
"It's too late. Everyone else has guests; only I have time to serve you." He smiled calmly, with a hint of gentleness, appearing very professional.
At least, in their previous interactions, she had never seen him so patient or gentle. Even when he was well, he always teased and mocked her. Now, working here, he seemed like a completely different person.
Lin Mei couldn't help but mock him, "I didn't expect President Xing to have developed a side hustle in the past year, and to be enjoying it so much. Your way of making money is truly broad-minded."
"This idea was provided by you, remember? Hmm?" He stood up, his fingers still tightly clasped with hers. His free hand reached out and pulled her, then touched his own waist.
Prompted by his words and actions, Lin Mei finally remembered that she had indeed teased him like this before.
"Miss Lin, next, it's my turn to accompany you for dinner." He played his role diligently. Lin Mei was led to the table by him, and he pulled out a chair. "Please sit." He was becoming more and more immersed in his role.
If anyone else saw him here being so subservient, they would surely be astonished. Since he wanted to act, she would see how far he could go. When he could no longer maintain the facade, tonight would be over.
Xing Zheng had already sat down, cut her steak, mixed the salad, and pushed it in front of her. Lin Mei took it and ate it in small bites, ignoring him, appearing very indifferent. He didn't seem to mind, pouring her red wine and not disturbing her meal.
Lin Mei ate until she was seven-tenths full and then stopped. She picked up the red wine and walked to the sofa to sit down. Xing Zheng followed closely, bringing the wine bottle and another wine glass.
As he sat down, he accidentally spilled some red wine from his glass onto Lin Mei, soaking her white shirt. The deep red liquid immediately stained the white shirt. The red wine trickled down, and Lin Mei cried out, glaring at him angrily, "You did that on purpose?!"
She didn't believe that with his strength, he couldn't even hold a glass of wine steady!
Facing her accusation, the man laughed. He knelt on one knee before her again, and in her surprised gaze, he pressed his lips to the red wine stain on her shirt, licking it with his tongue. Lin Mei shivered and quickly pushed him away. "Are you a dog?"
Only dogs licked things when they spilled them. Was he sick?
"What are you afraid of?" He looked at the wine stain on her shirt, a mocking smile in his eyes, as if to ridicule her extreme reaction.
Lin Mei was furious. She grabbed the wine glass beside her and splashed the entire glass of wine onto his face, laughing. Let him laugh again!
Indeed, he stopped laughing the next moment. The wine drenched his face and the hair on his forehead. The man, who had been impeccably dressed in a suit, now looked somewhat disheveled. Lin Mei thought he must be angry and thus had a reason to make him leave. "You can't continue the service, can you? Then leave, and get someone else."
However, he laughed again. "How could that be?" With that, he stood up, sat back down, and poured wine into two glasses.
Lin Mei was feeling agitated and took the glass, drinking it down in one gulp. As expected, she choked. Xing Zheng's arm wrapped around her from behind, patting her back to help her breathe. "Drink slowly."
"Can you boss customers around?" Lin Mei asked him.
"It's not bossing around; it's caring," he replied fluently.
Lin Mei laughed. Such sweet talk. If he truly cared about her, why would he have ignored her for over a year? Now, it was just his interest that had been piqued, and he had come up with this method to pester her. Unhappy, Lin Mei saw the massage bed and wanted to make things difficult for him. "My shoulders hurt. Give me a massage."
Xing Zheng said, "Mm." He pointed to the bathroom. "Go inside and change."
She had spoken too quickly earlier without much thought. After his suggestion, Lin Mei remembered that a massage required changing clothes. If it were at a massage parlor, changing clothes wouldn't feel inappropriate, but facing Xing Zheng...
"Scared?" How could Xing Zheng not see what she was thinking? "Don't worry, I have professional ethics."
Lin Mei didn't quite believe him. Xing Zheng then made a solemn vow, "If I do anything beyond the massage, I'll be punished and won't live past tonight. How about that?"
When Lin Mei came out after changing, Xing Zheng was already prepared with a bath towel beside the massage bed. "Come up."
Lin Mei got onto the massage bed and lay face down. Xing Zheng covered her with the bath towel and began massaging her shoulders and neck, just like in a regular massage parlor. His movements were astonishingly professional. Lin Mei had intended to make things difficult for him through this, but unexpectedly, he was so skilled.
The man's strong palms gripped her shoulders and neck, and Lin Mei cried out in pain. "Be gentler!"
He eased up a bit, and Lin Mei closed her eyes, enjoying it. After the shoulders, it was her waist. She usually sat for long periods, and coupled with her previous miscarriage, her waist always ached. As soon as he started massaging, she groaned in pain again. She suspected Xing Zheng wanted to take revenge on her!
"Let go, I don't want a massage anymore!" Lin Mei tried to get up, but he didn't release her, pulling her back down. He told her, "Your waist needs to relax; it will be fine after the massage."
Lin Mei couldn't break free and was massaged by him for a long time, involuntarily emitting sounds of pain.
After the massage, he said teasingly, "Fortunately, the soundproofing here is good. Otherwise, if you had cried out like that just now, everyone in the hallway would have heard you."
"If you hadn't used so much force, would I have cried out?"
Lin Mei's throat was hoarse, and her brain reacted a beat slower. Seeing his meaningful expression, she realized she had said something ambiguous again. She turned her gaze away, no longer looking at him.
He wiped his hands and came to the foot of the bed. "Mm, as you wish, I'll be gentler."
He grasped one of her calves and began to knead it. As he had said, it was very gentle.
Lin Mei found the massage very comfortable and was finally able to close her eyes and enjoy it. His hands alternated, massaging both her legs.
Although there was a barrier created by the towel, she could still feel his body heat. When her eyes were closed, the sensation was even more distinct.
Lin Mei couldn't bear it anymore and called for him to stop. She sat up from the massage bed.
Xing Zheng saw her flushed cheeks and asked knowingly, "Miss Lin, your face looks very hot. Are you feeling unwell? Do you have a fever?"