Finally, another day was over.
Xia Xiyan dragged her utterly exhausted body back to the door of her room.
Beep—beep—
The door unlocked.
Pushing the door open, Xiyan turned to close it.
Before the keycard was even placed to power the room, soone suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace in the dark.
"Ah—!" Xiyan jumped in fright, her brain’s first reaction: A pervert!
Or possibly so sort of criminal.
Ahhhhh—soone actually lay in wait inside her room!
"Let go of ! Let go!" Xiyan scread, attempting to drag herself toward the door to escape.
"Idiot!" A familiar voice ca from behind, deep and low. "Take a good look at who I am!"
His voice was hoarse, magnetic.
So ridiculously pleasant to the ear.
Ou—Ou Jue?
Xiyan froze on the spot as if she were struck by lightning, incredulously turning her head to look.
True to form, warm light from the door left ajar spilled into the room, outlining that sharply defined face, angular features steeped in shadow.
Who else but Ou Jue?
Xiyan was both thrilled and furious, shoving at him. "What are you doing?! You scared so much I nearly had a heart attack, do you know that?!"
Just then, Lu Sisi across the hall heard the commotion and opened her door to take a look.
Xiyan gasped and quickly stepped in front of Ou Jue, slamming the door shut in an instant!
Before Lu Sisi could make out anything, Xiyan’s door was already firmly closed.
Just barely, she saw only a blurry silhouette.
Sumr dared to bring a wild man back to her room from outside, huh?!
-
anwhile, after swiftly shutting the door, Xiyan let out a long sigh of relief.
Aish! Why does this feel so thrilling sohow?!
As she regulated her breathing, Xiyan lifted her gaze to look at this overly self-assured man.
"Why are you here?!"
The filming location was three hours away from City B by car.
"This young master ca to see his own woman—is that not allowed?" Ou Jue pinched her cheek.
He wouldn’t tell this fool that it was all because of her offhand "I miss you."
Even if he had to climb mountains and cross rivers, he would show up in front of her.
"Oh my god, am I dreaming?!" Xiyan threw herself into his arms, raising her head to look at his resolute jawline.
This embrace felt so real, her heart lting into a sugary haze.
Unbelievable! He didn’t even give a heads-up—
Suddenly here, just like that!
Ou Jue’s husky voice spoke, "What do you think?"
Xiyan was overjoyed.
Ou Jue let her go, turning to rummage through her things for pajamas. "Go take a bath first."
Oh goodness, why did the atmosphere turn weird all of a sudden?!
"Wh—Why are you telling to shower as soon as we et?!"
Though she verbally resisted, her body quite honestly reached for her pajamas...
Ou Jue’s dark eyes fixed unwaveringly on Xiyan. Parting his thin lips, he matter-of-factly uttered two words, "Sleep together."
Xiyan stared in shock. "Sleep together?"
"Mm." Ou Jue leaned in, his thin, sexy lips wickedly brushing against her ear as his voice dropped even lower, "Together."
Xiyan: !!!
Don’t tell this boss isn’t planning to leave tonight?
Xiyan crossed her arms in front of herself, face filled with horror. "You’re not seriously sleeping in my room tonight, are you??"
"Not allowed?"
"Of course not! What if soone finds out?"
"As long as you, idiot, don’t make too much noise, no one will find out."
"Hey, what are you even talking about?!"
Ou Jue laughed lowly, "I ant snoring sounds. What else did you think I ant?"
"Heh heh heh..." Xiyan feigned laughter, inwardly cursing him.
Can you go a single day without ssing with ? Is that so hard?!!
For the record, I don’t even snore when I sleep!
After a long, tiring day, her whole body felt sticky and gross.
Xiyan didn’t resist, quickly taking a bath.
She changed into her pajamas and stepped out, her hair still damp.
Freshly showered, her cheeks carried a faint blush, and her eyes seed almost misty.
Ou Jue swallowed with a subtle bob of his throat, lips lifting as his raspy voice called, "Co here."
"You’re seriously not planning to leave tonight?"
Ou Jue’s handso face shifted instantly, "What, are you very keen on leaving?"
Ungrateful woman.
Xiyan imdiately shook her head.
"Hurry up and co over."
"No—please don’t!" Xiyan protested, adopting a resolutely innocent stance.
The next second, she realized—
Ou Jue had pulled out the hotel’s hair dryer.
Xiyan: ??????
Ou Jue’s quiet gaze flicked toward her. "What’s impossible about blow-drying your hair?"
It—was—about—this—after—all.
Feeling mortified, Xiyan stepped forward to sit beside Ou Jue.
The hair dryer buzzed gently.
Ou Jue’s long fingers softly lifted her wet strands of hair, his touches uncharacteristically tender.
Xiyan closed her eyes, "I rarely use a hair dryer—I usually let it air dry."
Ou Jue’s movents remained delicate, but his expression stayed impassive. "So you’re telling this is why water has seeped into your brain?"
"..." What’s seeped into your brain is nonsense! Rude.
Before long, when her hair was half-dry, Ou Jue turned off the dryer.
Xiyan tilted her head back to look up at him.
Why is it that this guy still looks so impossibly handso from this angle?
He’s literally attractive in all 360 degrees without a single bad angle.
-
anwhile.
Lu Sisi pressed her ear against the door to Xiyan’s room like a thief, straining to eavesdrop.
She vaguely heard suggestive noises coming from inside.
Standing upright, her face filled with disdain.
Heh, she knew this Sumr wasn’t so simple.
See? Clearly, she’s been taken care of by soone!
The person holed up in her room—the culprit—had to be so old, overweight man!
Tch.
Clicking her tongue distastefully, Lu Sisi returned to her room, imdiately dialing her go-to contact, Qiao Qianmo.
Qiao Qianmo was currently helping Ou Jue’s mom in the kitchen, preparing sweets for Luoluo.
At that mont, her phone rang.
Glancing at the caller display, Qianmo stepped aside to answer, "Hello?"
Back in her own room, Lu Sisi enthusiastically reported what she had witnessed. "Momo, big discovery!"
Qianmo smirked.
She couldn’t care less about this web drama, **That’s Youth.**
But using Lu Sisi to keep an eye on Sumr’s every move in the filming crew? A downright brilliant decision.
Her tone casual, she asked, "What is it?"
"As we speak, Sumr is inside her room secretly eting with an old man!"
"Old man?" Qianmo raised a brow slightly.
"Exactly! I saw it myself—aside from her, there’s definitely a man in her room! Not only that, I heard moaning sounds when I pressed my ear to the door! This woman is downright shaless, isn’t she? This desperate craving for n is just disgusting. I’d bet my life that the guy is old and ugly!" Lu Sisi rambled cheerfully. "If you really can’t stand Sumr anymore, why not tip off a paparazzo to catch her in the act unprepared?"
Once rumors spread about her being "kept" by so old man, how could she ever make it in the industry again?
As Lu Sisi spoke, Qianmo’s brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
Lu Sisi wasn’t aware of the truth, but Qianmo knew perfectly well—Xia Xiyan’s boyfriend was none other than Ou Jue!
Which ant—the person Xiyan was secretly eting at this hour could only be Ou Jue!
Damn it!
The filming location was incredibly remote, requiring six to seven hours round trip.
According to Auntie, Ou Jue had an important international eting scheduled for nine the next morning.
And yet, despite all of that, he still made the trip to see Xiyan?
Just to spend a few hours with her?
Insane!
Lu Sisi, still angling for credit, asked, "Momo, should we leak so info so the paparazzi can co for the show? I think..."
"What’s there to show?!" Qianmo interrupted in annoyance.
If paparazzi were to discover that the man visiting Xiyan’s room late at night was the president of DT Group...
It wouldn’t be a scandal, it’d be the ultimate flex, wouldn’t it?!
User Comments
0 comments from readers