"Ou Jue..."
The little girl’s voice was soft, particularly pleasant to hear.
Ou Jue was silent, turning his handso face to look at her, his gaze silently questioning.
Xiyan lifted her little face and, word by word, asked very seriously, "Did you ever like ?"
Did you, or didn’t you?
She just wanted to know this one answer now.
Ou Jue’s back slightly stiffened. He withdrew his gaze, turning his back to Xiyan.
"Idiot, I think the heat’s gotten to your head, hasn’t it."
"I have no interest in a woman like you."
"Don’t ask such boring questions again."
After saying this, he stumbled away, nearly fleeing in a panic.
Xiyan, feeling wronged, shouted at Ou Jue’s back, "Bastard, I’ll never talk to you again!"
What does it an to have no interest in a woman like her?
Damn it... did he have to say it so heartlessly?
Is it because the sadder she gets, the happier this Demon Ou Jue becos!
Boo hoo, big jerk!
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Street corner bar.
Chi Cheng slowly swirled the glass in his hand, "If I were you, I wouldn’t think so much. The woman I like, I would keep her tightly by my side. This lifeti, she wouldn’t dream of escaping."
Ou Jue tipped his head back, his sexy Adam’s apple bobbing as he drank the wine in the glass in one go.
Imdiately, he expressionlessly picked up another bottle.
Chi Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Did you call here just to show how good you are at drinking?"
"What do you know." Ou Jue slamd the glass on the table, he seed to have drunk quite a bit, his hand clenched into a fist pressed against his forehead, his chiselled profile appearing even more profound in such an environnt.
This version of Ou Jue, Chi Cheng was seeing for the first ti.
From childhood to adulthood, Ou Jue always had an air of confidence in front of everyone.
As if all things could be skillfully resolved.
Confusion, hesitation...
Such words were never associated with Ou Jue.
He was that kind of favored son of heaven, not troubled by anything.
Chi Cheng looked at Ou Jue’s deanor with a half-smiling expression, "Have you really fallen in? Since you like her so much, why say things that hurt? After saying such words, you still hide away to feel miserable yourself. Ou Jue, this isn’t like you."
"Ha..." Ou Jue laughed low, as if mocking himself.
Indeed, this wasn’t like him.
Why, ever since eting that woman, has he beco unlike himself?
He hated himself for always focusing too much attention on that woman.
He hated this feeling of being unable to control his emotions.
He hated himself... for being madly and hopelessly concerned about her.
Ou Jue once again filled a glass of wine and drank it all, his expression always remaining cold, "There can never be anything between her and ."
"All because of what happened a few years ago?" Chi Cheng spread his hands helplessly.
"Once I’ve made a decision, I won’t change it."
"Is that so?" Chi Cheng shrugged, "I’m really curious how long you’ll hold out before seeing her."
He stood up straight, patting Ou Jue on the shoulder, "I’ve got to go after my prey now. I’ll take off, think it over yourself, call if you need anything."
Chi Cheng left.
Ou Jue was still drinking alone when suddenly a girl in a miniskirt approached with a glass, accidentally spilling the drink all over Ou Jue.
"Sorry, sorry, it wasn’t intentional."
Her hands took the opportunity to fondle Ou Jue’s body.
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