Ou Jue looked at the little girl in his arms, his usually cold and detached eyes now tinged with a faint smile. "What are you expecting?"
Xiyan, however, opened her mouth and bit down on Ou Jue’s finger with a chomp.
The scene instantly fell into an awkward silence...
His gaze darkened slightly, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he spoke in a low voice, "Idiot, what are you doing?"
Xiyan panicked and pushed him away, taking two steps back.
How was she supposed to know what she was doing? She must’ve been out of her mind just now!
Hiding as far away as she could, Xiyan spoke, feeling guilty yet justified, "You—you’ve been bullying all along. What’s wrong if I bite you once?"
Instead of getting angry, Ou Jue chuckled, though his eyes showed sothing indecipherable, as he began striding toward her with his long legs.
Xiyan instinctively wanted to flee. "Ahhh, don’t co any closer!"
"Xia Xiyan, I dare you to try running again!"
Xiyan found herself circling the coffee table with Ou Jue, playing a ga of hide-and-seek while crying out miserably, "It’s just a bite! It didn’t even hurt!"
"Hah." Ou Jue let out a cold laugh, abruptly stopping in his tracks to glare at her from above. "Co here. Don’t make catch you myself, or the consequences will be worse."
"Not unless you promise you won’t do anything."
"You dare to negotiate with ?"
"Ou Jue, why are you so petty!" Xiyan stomped her foot in frustration.
She really hadn’t bitten him intentionally just now. Besides, she didn’t bite his finger off or anything. Why did he have to look so murderous?
It was as if he wanted to eat her alive.
The Demon King’s patience had clearly run out. "One last ti. Are you coming over or not?"
"You have to promise... Ah—"
Before Xiyan could finish her words, her eyes widened as she saw Ou Jue step directly onto the coffee table. With an elegant leap, he jumped over the obstacle and landed firmly in front of her.
Oh my god! How could he play by his own rules like that!!
Xiyan turned in fear, trying to bolt, but he grabbed her collar in one swift move.
"Let’s see where else you can run!"
Xiyan turned her head, offering an awkward smile. "Not running anymore, not running anymore. Ou Jue, I... Mmgh—"
Before she could finish her sentence, her lips were abruptly sealed.
Enough! This was just too much!
This guy was doing it on purpose, wasn’t he?
Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Sumr, are you in there?"
It was Niannian!
Xiyan’s eyes widened in panic, helplessly staring at Ou Jue while nervously clutching his white shirt with her small hands.
What the hell, why did this feel so emmm awkward?
Chi Niannian seed puzzled, hesitating as she knocked again. "Sumr? Are you there?"
Ou Jue, with one arm around Xiyan, cast an annoyed glance at the door, his voice cold and tinged with childishness. "Not here!"
Chi Niannian, "..."
Xiyan, "..."
Breaking free from Ou Jue’s embrace, Xiyan adjusted her expression and scurried off to open the door. "Niannian, what’s up?"
Chi Niannian noticed the unusual redness on Xiyan’s cheeks and blinked. "Am I interrupting sothing?"
A sudden voice ca lazily from the side. "If you think you’re interrupting, why did you co?"
Xiyan’s lips twitched. "Ou Jue! Niannian has helped us so many tis! Without her, I’d be dead by now."
"...What do you want?" Ou Jue’s gaze shifted to Chi Niannian.
"?" Chi Niannian looked puzzled.
Ou Jue shoved his hands into his pockets, fully embodying the image of an unscrupulous Capitalist. "Na your price."
Chi Niannian smirked. "Young Master Ou wants to repay ?"
"Yes."
"I don’t really need anything."
"Even if you don’t, you still have to ask for sothing." He didn’t like owing people.
Chi Niannian shrugged. "Then I’ll think about it."
Xiyan rested her hand on her chin, her eyes lighting up as she looked at Chi Niannian. "Niannian, how about we treat you to dinner this weekend? You can pick the place, anywhere you want!"
Chi Niannian finally smiled. "Alright."
She then turned to Ou Jue. "Sumr saved Luoluo twice. How do you plan to repay her for that?"
Ou Jue’s expression remained indifferent. "I don’t plan to."
Xiyan: ??
Could he be any more blunt!
Ou Jue glanced at her and pinched her cheek with his slender fingers. "Everything I have is hers."
Chi Niannian: ...
Alright, we get it. You’re passionately in love. Now, please shut up.
-
Grandma had taken Luoluo for a check-up, and the results weren’t optimistic.
The little boy still kept a stony face, refusing to speak no matter how much they tried to coax him.
He was stubborn, even showing clear signs of self-destructive tendencies.
Not even Xiyan could get through to him.
Sigh, and to think that the second personality of Luoluo hadn’t been hostile to her before.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Xiyan sulked as she fiddled with her seatbelt. "Ou Jue, do you think Luoluo will ever go back to the way he was?"
Ugh, this damn seatbelt, why wouldn’t it co loose...
Ou Jue, who had already buckled up, unfastened his belt and leaned over to help her. As his elegant hands secured her seatbelt, his thin lips uttered a single word, "Yes."
"Is his dual personality innate? Or did sothing happen later that made him this way?"
Ou Jue’s body stiffened. He didn’t respond to her question and instead spoke in a deep voice, "Grandma has already contacted a very renowned professor. They’ll arrive soon to assess and treat Ou Xiaoluo."
The Lamborghini pulled away from the hospital, gliding smoothly onto the streets.
Xiyan stared out the window absentmindedly. In the very next second, her eyes widened in shock—
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