Super Sweet, 100% Honeymoon Chapter 108: It Was Only a Matter of Time Before Xia Shiyi B

Ou Jue glanced at her. "What’s wrong?"

Xia Xiyan quickly shoved her phone back into her bag and shook her head. "It’s nothing."

By the ti the three of them walked out of the arcade, it was already 5 p.m.

Yin Qianze pressed F2 on the elevator panel.

Xiyan adjusted her crossbody bag. "Uh, I just rembered I have sothing to take care of later."

Yin Qianze asked, "Is there sothing you wanted to play but missed?"

"No, no, it’s just so personal stuff."

Xiyan waved her hand casually. "You two go ahead, I’ll make a quick exit."

Ou Jue, who had been leaning lazily against the wall with his arms crossed, imdiately straightened up when he heard that. "Hey, Xia Xiyan!"

But Xiyan was already quick on her feet, clicking away as she ran off.

*——*——*

Tis Square.

Xiyan walked toward a certain ice cream stand.

A man in his twenties, dressed in a sharp suit, was sitting at a small round table.

Quietly, Xiyan ran up behind him and smacked his shoulder. "Zeyu-ge!"

The man jumped in surprise and turned his head quickly. "You little brat, trying to scare to death?"

He had a refined look, his dark hair slicked back, wearing thin-rimd gold glasses that gave off an effortlessly cultured vibe.

This man was Mu Zeyu, Xiyan’s forr manager from the "Sumr Light Years" group. He was 24 now.

The guy was great. After "Sumr Light Years" disbanded and Xiyan was blacklisted by her agency, Mu Zeyu had a huge falling-out with them and resigned voluntarily. Since then, he’d started his own entertainnt company, which had been thriving.

Xiyan pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down. "Hehe, what made you suddenly think of ? You scared a bit when I got your text earlier. Ooh, is this matcha ice cream for ? I’m not holding back then~"

Aww, she loved matcha ice cream the most. She couldn’t believe Zeyu-ge still rembered!

Mu Zeyu still knew about the blacklisting incident from five years ago, and now he couldn’t help but look at Xiyan’s current scruffy appearance with an indescribable expression.

Whoa, no... She was hurting his eyes just by sitting there.

"You ungrateful little brat. If I don’t reach out, would you just forget your dear big brother exists?"

Xiyan nibbled on her spoon. "No way. You know, with my current situation being complicated and you being a big boss now, it’s hard for to et you, isn’t it..."

"Enough with the excuses." Mu Zeyu straightened up. "How much longer is left on your contract? When will you be able to return to your old self?"

"Hmm, almost done," Xiyan mumbled through a mouthful of ice cream. Then, as if suddenly rembering sothing, she thought to herself—she’d been working as a maid at Ou Jue’s house for more than a month now.

And Luoluo’s leg injury had already healed.

Which ant... she didn’t need to report to the Ou Mansion every day anymore.

She should be happy.

But why did realizing this make her feel... not happy?

Mu Zeyu pushed up his glasses. "Almost done, huh? How long exactly? I need an exact number."

"Let think... about 50 days left." Xiyan looked at him strangely. "Why are you asking?"

"Why am I asking? I’ll tell you why. Xia Shiyi just landed a highly-reviewed drama as the female lead. I’m guessing it’s only a matter of ti before she blows up." Mu Zeyu tapped the table. "And look at you—still acting like you’re living in a dream. Aren’t you going to start planning for your future?"