Courtyard House: My System - Artificial Human

Lin Weidong pushed his bicycle back and happened to see Jia Zhangshi pretending to tidy up the clutter at the door while secretly peeking at the He family.

Why isn't Yi Zhonghai enough...? Jia Zhangshi has her eye on He Daqing now?

"Hey, Aunt Jia, busy already?"

Jia Zhangshi's concentration was interrupted, and she turned around in a panic to see Lin Weidong.

"Hey! Brother Lin, you... just got off work, right? Go home and rest, it's terribly cold outside!"

Jia Zhangshi thought that since everyone in the courtyard was saying that Lin Weidong's workplace was in charge of the steel rolling mill, he should know something.

Then he thought again, Lin Weidong and Yi Zhonghai don't get along, so he might cause trouble and make Yi Zhonghai lose his job. In that case, it would be his own Dongxu who would suffer. So he changed the subject.

Hey! You fucking...

Upon learning of Jia Zhangshi's wariness through the status bar, Lin Weidong was instantly speechless. What did these people take him for?

He only did it once, and he's since reformed, okay?

"Alright! Goodbye, Aunt Jia."

Lin Weidong left a comment and pushed the cart back to the courtyard.

Just as they were getting ready to go to courtyard number 13 to find Tian Zao for dinner, there was a knock on the gate, and the voice of the guide, Yan Bugui, rang out.

"Hey Lin, Lin! There's a woman looking for you, I've brought her over!"

Lin Weidong opened the door and saw Yan Bugui, as usual, with his hands tucked into his sleeves and a somewhat obsequious smile.

Standing to the side was Chen Xueru, dressed in a cotton coat and with a scarf partially covering her face, carrying a package in her hand. She gave Lin Weidong a hint.

"Comrade Lin, I am from Chen's Silk Shop."

Lin Weidong nodded to her and, following the usual practice, offered Yan Bugui a cigarette.

"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Yan. Have a smoke."

Yan Bugui has practically become his personal guide.

"Alright then, you guys chat, I'll head back." Yan Bugui glanced at the package, then left with a smile.

Thinking to myself, if it's someone from a silk shop, they must be talking about clothes.

They must be from a cadre family! They always go to silk shops to have their clothes made.

They only go to ready-made clothing stores, and they only go there once every two or three years.

Yan Bugui suddenly felt that time was passing very slowly, wondering when he would be able to enjoy the blessings of having a son.

Lin Weidong invited Chen Xueru into the house and served her tea, while feeling puzzled and curious.

He wasn't surprised when someone from the silk shop came to deliver clothes; he had left his address beforehand.

But what does Chen Xueru mean by the "expectation/triumphant" status bar entry? What is she expecting?

Chen Xueru first took out the Zhongshan suit she had made from the package for Lin Weidong to inspect, while she stood by the stove to warm herself.

While Lin Weidong was looking through it, she muttered to herself.

"This stove is burning really hard; I'm even sweating a little."

Muttering to herself, Chen Xueru reached out and took off her scarf and then her outer cotton coat.

Under Lin Weidong's surprised gaze, the exquisitely embroidered jacket she was wearing underneath was revealed.

The dark green satin jacket was tailored to fit perfectly, with several white plum blossoms embroidered diagonally on the front.

The flower branches meander down the waistline, stopping precisely at the narrowest part of the waist, making the waist appear incredibly slender.

"Hey Comrade Lin? Where should I hang my clothes? Never mind, I'll just hang them on the back of this chair!"

Chen Xueru had a serious expression on her face, as if she couldn't find a place to hang her clothes, but she kept going back and forth in front of Lin Weidong, creating a fragrant breeze and showing off to the fullest extent.

As she moved, the dark green fabric clung to her body's curves, clearly a neat short jacket, which, with her deliberate display, made her figure appear even more graceful.

When she noticed out of the corner of her eye that Lin Weidong's gaze was fixed on her, Chen Xueru smiled with a hint of smugness.

"Comrade Lin, why aren't you saying anything? By the way, I heard from my dad that when he chatted with you last time, you seemed to prefer that kind of grayish-yellow cotton coat?"

She paused for a few moments, her questioning gaze carrying a distinct mischievous glint, before adding something else.

"We don't sell that style, but if you think it looks nice and you're interested... you can tell me more about it, and we'll learn how to make it for you."

"Miss Chen, have you always been this brave?" Lin Weidong concealed his tense expression and asked in a questioning tone.

"What? Uh... what does that mean?"

"I don't quite understand, Comrade Lin, are you saying...?"

Lin Weidong's irrelevant answer made Chen Xueru's smug expression falter.

When she met Lin Weidong's gaze, which was both enigmatic and oppressive, she began to retort inwardly.

Can't I even ask? Why so serious? Besides, wasn't it you who lectured me to my dad first?

At this moment, Lin Weidong probably knew what Chen Xueru was planning to do.

He put down the Zhongshan suit he was holding, and his attitude suddenly changed as he exclaimed in admiration.

"Hehe... Compared to Miss Chen's taste, I am indeed a bit outdated. Miss Chen's outfit is quite beautiful, may I take a look?"

Young man, you won't know how treacherous people can be until you suffer a little!

Although Lin Weidong was asking questions, he had already moved closer to Chen Xueru, admiring the floral embroidery on the brocade jacket up close, and even touching the fabric.

Chen Xueru was filled with shyness and embarrassment, but Lin Weidong had a faint, pleasant fragrance about him.

She was reluctant to back down and couldn't dodge immediately, so she started deceiving herself.

Thinking about it this way, she could understand... After all, Lin Weidong had never seen such beautiful clothes before, so it was inevitable that he would lose his composure.

Chen Xueru felt no resentment; she just kept urging Lin Weidong to hurry up, her eyes frequently glancing towards the door as if she were keeping watch for him.

"However... no matter how exquisitely made this dress is, it's merely icing on the cake. The truly beautiful thing should be its owner, don't you think... Miss Chen?"

As he spoke, a hand silently climbed up his shoulder along the lines of his clothes.

Chen Xueru's body tensed abruptly, her eyes filled with shock and panic. She seemed to understand what Lin Weidong meant when he said she was brave...

But she really didn't mean it that way!

Before she could even explain, she felt Lin Weidong's large hands climb up her neck and the back of her head, forcing her head to tilt upwards.

When I looked up again, it had darkened in front of me.

"No... um~"

Chen Xueru's rebellious feelings vanished in an instant when she caught a whiff of the increasingly rich fragrance, replaced by a deep sense of shyness and palpitations.

The hands that had been patting Lin Weidong had quietly changed tactics, now resting lightly on his shoulders.

After a long while, their lips parted, and a strand of silver thread broke off during their rapid breathing.

Chen Xueru regained her senses slightly and suddenly turned and ran outside.

"return!"

"I...I'm engaged...I'm sorry!"

Footsteps froze at the doorway upon hearing the sound. Chen Xueru covered her face and explained, tears of regret welling up in her eyes.

She wasn't sure if she regretted her earlier foolishness or her pre-existing marriage.

She felt a heart-wrenching sadness almost overwhelm her when she said those words.

Lin Weidong didn't mean anything by calling her; he simply took the cotton coat off the back of the chair, helped her put it on, tied a scarf around her neck, and tidied up her face to cover it again.

In fact, he had no intention of taking things further. Today, Chen Xueru was seen by many people, making it inconvenient for her to stay overnight.

Throughout the entire process, Chen Xueru remained silent with her lips pursed, appearing docile.

However, her gaze secretly drifted into Lin Weidong's eyes, secretly hoping to hear a word of farewell.

But she didn't hear Lin Weidong's voice until she walked out of the courtyard.

The cold wind blew away any thoughts she shouldn't have, and she told herself that this was for the best.

However, in Jin Lu's wife's eyes, her entire being, even her back view, exuded a deep sense of disappointment.

Lin Weidong kept a part of his mind focused until Jin Lu's wife delivered Chen Xueru home, then he turned around and appeared in courtyard number 13.

As for Chen Xueru, it's the same old saying: good things come to those who wait. He doesn't believe anyone can resist his succubus... no, his refreshing constitution.