Lady Meilin is seduced by her green tea brother-in-law everyday-Chapter 296: A pink heaven.

Two hours later, three women and one child returned from an ice cream date that turned into a shopping spree and spa date. When they finally returned home, it was ten minutes past 9p.m.

Three sulking humans and and one bat were waiting for them.

Jun Muyang took his wife away immediately. Madam Feng took Mingzhu to give her a bath, late dinner and put her to bed.

Jingzhe captured Mei Mei and carried her upstairs to her bedroom.

Jun Yi was the only one left behind without a human vying for her attention. She was faced with Meow Meow’s angry loud squeaks.

"I had another doctor’s appointment today. Where were you? Didn’t you promise that we were in this together?" The bat complained. It raised a wing to slap her.

Jun Yi had no idea why the bat was being feisty so she captured it and carried it to the kitchen. "Calm down or you will go into labor as a result of throwing a fit. Did someone forget to give you your daily nectar?"

Jun Yi did not know if bats could groan in exasperation but she was certain that Meow Meow did so. "Such a drama queen." She muttered.

Upstairs, Mei Mei was welcomed into her bedroom which had been turned into a pink floral heaven. In ever corner, on the bed, on the curtains, on the floor, dangling from the ceiling along with small lights....it was raining flowers.

"What is this?" She squeaked as he set her down.

"You like gardens and flowers so I decided to bring one indoors for the night." He answered. "What do you think?"

Mei Mei blinked like she was being electrocuted. "So much pink!!"

It was not just pink flowers but a baby pink duvet on the bed and pink pillows that matched.

"Did the pink panther throw up in here?" She asked him.

[Task issued: Say you like it.

Reward: Sweet cubes that can give an energy boost or cause mild combustion.

Failure: Loss of taste senses for a month.]

Mei Mei gasped.

Jingzhe panicked. "What...what? Don’t you like it? Is it too much?" He bit his bottom lip and winced. He had got the idea from an online dating forum and the person that posted it swore that his girlfriend had gone "nuts" for it.

He started to wonder if the one who shared the post had meant a different kind of nuts. Other than the true meaning of the word nuts, there was another. It was crazy and crazy could be good or bad.

"It is....it is beautiful. I like it." Mei Mei turned to Jingzhe and took both of his hands into hers. "Nobody has ever given me this many flowers in my life. Not at the same time anyway and certainly not as pink. It is...wow..truly beautiful..." She leaned against his body and added, "Thank you for being sweet and always thinking of ways to surprise me and make me smile."

She not just offering lip service, the flowers were beautiful. What she loved even more was his effort to do sweet things for her. He did not need to do this but he had done so anyway.

If Mo Liang was the one that had this, it would be because he wanted a favor in return.

"Like he could give you a bedroom full of pink flowers!" C4 chuckled after saying this sarcastically.

Mei Mei rolled her eyes and stepped away from Jingzhe. She smiled up at him gently, "So what inspired this?"

He raised his shoulders. "I just wanted to do something simple and nice for you."

With his money, he could have given her a shiny piece of jewelry, grand fireworks, a car...something loud as a sweeping gesture of his affection. Mei Mei had been courted that way before by other men in such a fashion. Such things did not move her because she used to have it all. Even now, they would not move her because she could afford those things.

Mo Liang had also used such means when he wanted to please her and her family. But with Jingzhe, it was different, quieter. His love was not grand gestures and extravagant confessions on holograms reflected in the sky. It was in his actions. They were well thought out and felt deeper than most she had known.

Like the folded origami cranes which he left outside her door daily with reminders of how beautiful and wanted she was. The way he looked at her as if the stars fell from her eyes. The way he remembered that she liked her tea not too hot but not too cold, steeped for exactly three minutes.

It was in the way he took care of Mingzhu and the pets without saying a word to her. He had even recently bought everyone sweaters with a picture of Mingzhu and each family pet. Everyone had chosen a different color and different pet.

He often sent her videos of cats slapping people just because he knew she loved to watch them and they made her laugh.

Whenever she had an important meeting, he picked out a suit for her and and left a sticky note on the bed side telling her that she would crush it and look amazing while she got the job done.

And she couldn’t discount his hugs. Jingzhe was a good hugger or maybe he just smelled really nice. Either way, she and Mingzhu loved his hugs.

"I will dry the petals for you and turn them into something." He said to her as he led her backwards to the bed until they were both seated.

Mei Mei made herself comfortable, tucking her feet under his thigh. His right hand found her toes and he started playing with them.

"I got you a set of pink jewelry to match the theme of the night." He mentioned. "Is it overkill?"

She didn’t know whether to laugh or roll her eyes. It was definitely overkill.

"If you don’t like it, just wear it to the funeral of the late Empress. I am sure she will be very glad to see you making the affair glamorous." He said to her. His hand absentmindedly traced patterns on her toes. "The Emperor is keeping it basic. The budget is smaller than what it cost me to buy Mingzhu’s train set which remains untouched to date by the way. All I am saying is that the Empress would be furious to see you attending her funeral in nice jewelry, sitting beside the Emperor."

Mei Mei looked at him and her heart swelled up. She felt something for him in that moment, not just affection but deep attraction and admiration.

He knew that she liked to take revenge and he was not just encouraging her to do so but giving her the tools as well.

She was in awe. Could Feng Jingzhe have been any more perfect?