Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 413 - 197. Heading Toward the Christmas at the End o

"Is there a swimming pool here? If not, a gym will do."

"Mr. Dubian, we have a swimming pool, and we have one for fitness as well. Which one would you like?"

"The one for fitness."

"Please follow ."

Dubian Che followed the servant and took the elevator down to the basent.

A few steps in, the soccer-field-sized swimming pool ca into view, brightly lit with natural light despite being in the basent.

Eight square stone pillars flanked the pool on both sides, glowing with a soft white light.

Loungers, spa booths, a drinks bar, televisions, and more were all present and accounted for.

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Kiyono Lin undid the buttons of her pleated skirt, letting it slide off naturally.

She stripped off her underwear and thigh-high socks, took a quick shower, and then changed into a sky-blue oversized linen shirt, wearing a beige long skirt below. She tied her long hair into a loose bundle that naturally fell over her back.

Walking out of the room, she descended the stairs at a leisurely pace.

There was no one in the living room.

She frowned slightly, looking pretty and yet pitiable.

"Where is Mr. Dubian?" she asked one of the servants in the living room.

"Mr. Dubian went to the basent swimming pool."

Kiyono Lin was briefly lost in thought, rembering a phrase that Dubian Che often said:

’I swim twenty laps in a fifty-ter pool every day, becoming amazing at a speed beyond what you, Kiyono, can imagine.’

Although she knew this statent was true, she hadn’t expected that he would still insist on swimming today, even when attending a Christmas party at her house.

She thought he might have slipped off to Jiutiao iji’s room.

A slight smile ford on her lips as she thanked the servant and walked toward the basent swimming pool.

The usually aloof Lady Kiyono suddenly showed a smile, stunning the servant so much that he forgot to bow.

Only after Kiyono Lin had disappeared did he hurriedly bow in the direction she had gone.

Aside from the pool, the basent also housed various fitness equipnt, which was rarely used—most rooms were equipped with a small gym, and even though the equipnt was not complete, it was entirely sufficient for daily use.

Of course, these had nothing to do with Lady Kiyono.

If she touched the fitness equipnt, it would count as a loss for her.

Passing the gym equipnt room and walking past the elevator, she heard the sound of splashing water.

Kiyono Lin walked around the wall, and suddenly her field of vision widened.

In front of her was a vast expanse of blue pool, with a figure swimming vigorously inside.

Arms outstretched, kicking water behind him, the swimr seed to glide over the surface, and from the shape, appeared to fly like a butterfly.

Kiyono Lin, who didn’t work out, had enough knowledge to recognize this as a swimming style known as "butterfly."

The speed of swimming was quite fast, even faster than the gold-dal-winning girls she had seen in the swimming competitions.

In the short ti it took for her to get a clear view, Dubian Che had already swum back to where he started.

"Kiyono, I saw a rmaid."

"Lie."

"Upon closer inspection, that rmaid turned out to be you, Kiyono."

"Still a lie."

"What I an is, you look too beautiful in that outfit."

"...That’s true."

The brief conversation ended, and he gestured for her to wait a mont, then pushed off the pool wall with his feet and swam away again.

Dubian Che’s physique was robust and slender. Kiyono Lin glanced at him briefly before turning and leaving.

Back upstairs, she went to the ten-ter high family library to pick up a book she wanted to read for the second ti and then returned to the living room.

Sitting in a single seater by the fireplace, she sipped on tea while reading.

Before long, footsteps approached, and she lifted her gaze.

Jiutiao i changed into loungewear, was coming down from upstairs.

"Where did Mr. Dubian go?" she looked around.

To Kiyono Lin, the scene resembled a housewife who had lost so treasure or was without support.

Kiyono Lin, who inwardly despised her for this, plus, with their relationship so strained they barely maintained basic etiquette anymore, naturally would not answer her question.

The servant who had earlier answered Kiyono’s query now stepped forward and inford Jiutiao i that Dubian Che was swimming. Only then did Jiutiao i focus her attention on her.

"It looks like I’ll be having another detestable Christmas with you," Jiutiao i said, sitting on the couch opposite her.

"If you don’t like it, you can go back," she said lightly.

If it were possible to go back, neither of them would be here.

"Unlike you, I have a good relationship with my mother, I’m a dutiful child," Jiutiao i retorted with sarcasm.

Just as Kiyono Lin was about to retort, the living room saw its loudest human noise since it was built.

"Everyone, I feel like I’ve grown stronger! I can beat 1.023 of yesterday’s !"

His voice was clear and resonant, brimming with the confident spirit of a young man.

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"Everyone, I think I’ve grown stronger again! I can beat 1.023 of myself from yesterday!"

"Will you keep it down!"

"There’s no need to shout such silly things, Mr. Dubian."

No sooner had Dubian Che entered the living room than Kiyono Lin and Jiutiao ijie each chided him.

"I’m sorry." As quickly as Dubian Che’s strength was, so was the speed of his apology.

He walked over to the sofa and comfortably seated himself on a single-seater, feeling a mild sense of relaxation after his workout.

After resting for a mont, he asked, "What’s next?"

"Wait." Kiyono Lin, buried in her book, responded without looking up.

"Wait for the rain to turn to snowflakes, my solo Christmas~" Dubian Che tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa.

Kiyono Lin lifted her face, admiringly,

"You have the courage to confront your flaws. I’ve misunderstood you, Mr. Dubian, you’re better than I thought."

"...Singing off-tune is a flaw? You owe an apology to the tone-deaf people of the world."

"No singing from now on," Jiutiao ijie said impatiently.

"iji, even you’re discriminating against ?!"

"What’s with the fuss, co here."

Dubian Che stood up and walked over.

Jiutiao ijie had him sit on the sofa, then she rested her head on his lap.

"Clean my ears." She handed him the ear pick and closed her eyes comfortably.

Seeing the two of them in that position, Kiyono Lin had a look of distaste, "Please don’t do such disgusting things in my living room."

"If you don’t like it, you can kick out," Jiutiao ijie was utterly indifferent.

Kiyono Lin coldly glanced at an "innocent" Dubian Che, then buried her head in her book without saying a word.

Jiutiao ijie scoffed in disdain.

"Don’t move!" Dubian Che held down her gracefully curved face as the ear pick had gone in.

After a while, Jiutiao ijie changed direction, turning her face towards Dubian Che’s abdon.

"You’re pretty lively."

"Not just lively, I can’t even stop."

Kiyono Lin lifted her face, puzzled, and glanced at the two without knowing what they suddenly started talking about.

About twenty minutes later, the mothers of both young ladies returned.

Though a lady of high society, she dressed no different from an ordinary young woman, and her hands were loaded with big and small bags, just like an average person.

If you t her in a mall, apart from being taken aback by her aura and beauty, it was hard to imagine she was a lady from a distinguished family.

The servants stepped forward to help carry the bags, but they were not allowed.

"iji, co see what I’ve bought!" Jiutiao’s mother said excitedly.

This was the first ti Dubian Che had seen Jiutiao’s mother so casual, not in a kimono.

Wearing a luxurious kimono, she always sat poised at the head of the room, her skin snowy white, her bright eyes half-concealing her composure.

Her intelligent gaze seed to see through everyone’s thoughts, only occasionally revealing different expressions when talking with her daughter.

By comparison, although Kiyono’s mother was no less beautiful, her deanor was more gentle, as if a lady had carefreely spent her years and turned into an ordinary matron.

Facing her, Dubian Che didn’t have the slightest feeling of being scrutinized or the need to be cautious.

"What did you buy?" Jiutiao ijie sat up.

"Snow spray, gold and silver sequins, party poppers, a mini Christmas tree, reindeer stuffed animals, artificial snow, and lights!"

"..." Jiutiao ijie looked aningfully at her mother who was showing off her treasures.

"Lin, mom bought so things as well, co and see."

Kiyono Lin sighed, closed her book, and looked over.

"A tapestry with Mount Fuji, a snowman doll, a CD collection of Christmas songs!"

"Hmm."

"And... a super-sized stocking!"

Looking at the stocking that could fit an elentary school student, Kiyono Lin rubbed her forehead.

"It’s not over yet!"

The two ladies exchanged glances and, with surprise, pulled out a stack of red things.

"Ta-dah, Christmas costus! There’s one for everyone!"

Kiyono’s mother clapped like soone paid to applaud, but her expression still retained the noble grace, lacking genuine enthusiasm.

The real audience, Dubian Che, actually applauded.

When Jiutiao ijie and Kiyono Lin looked over, Dubian Che acted as if nothing had happened and lowered his hands.

"Mr. Dubian," Jiutiao’s mother took out another piece from the bag, smiling brightly, "There’s one for you too, a reindeer costu!"

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