On the way ho, Xiyan let out a long sigh of relief—just two words: exhilarating!
Thinking back to Qianmo’s tearful ltdown after being exposed just now, she couldn’t help but feel delighted.
Let’s see how you plan to cling to Ou Jue in the future, pretending to be his "cousin"!
The driver was focused on driving up front.
Xiyan turned her head to look at the dignified young man sitting beside her. She cleared her throat and leaned in entirely, "Big Boss Ou..."
"What?" Ou Jue’s expression remained blank.
"Why are you being so cold to ?" Xiyan whined, putting on a coquettish tone.
"Figure it out yourself."
Xiyan grinned slyly, "Could it be... you’re jealous just because I chatted a little more with Ye Xisi?"
"...." Hah, a little more chatting? Really?!
And she even smiled at that Ye Xisi.
Don’t think he didn’t notice.
Twice!!
If he hadn’t shown up in ti, would this infuriating woman have just gone ahead and had dinner with Ye Xisi too?
Having ntally played out the imagined scenario, Ou Jue genuinely started fuming.
He leaned back sulking and gave Xiyan a little shove. "Move."
But the girl latched back onto him like sticky glue—just as he pushed her away, she clung right back.
"Nope. I’m sticking to you, for life."
Ou Jue let her indulge herself in his arms as he side-eyed her. "How co I never realized before that your skin is so thick?"
"Is it?" Xiyan touched her own cheek. "Maybe it’s because you beco who you spend ti with?"
"Do you think I can’t tell you’re indirectly insulting ?"
"Oh, don’t be mad. It’s impossible between and Ye Xisi, didn’t he just say so himself? Co on, give a smile..."
"If next ti you let so random guy touch you again..." Ou Jue whispered close to her ear, his voice low and raspy, "I’ll make you scream until your throat gives out."
Xiyan teared up. What kind of possessiveness is this? Seriously!
"Did you hear ?"
"Yes, but I couldn’t avoid it in ti just now," Xiyan muttered weakly in defense. "Besides, it wasn’t even really a touch, just a tissue brushing against ..."
"Oh, really." Ou Jue’s face remained expressionless as he buttoned up her shirt. "Then next ti, I’ll let Qianmo casually wipe my mouth with a tissue too."
Ugh, what a petty, small-minded man!
Xiyan quickly nuzzled against him. "No no no! I’ll definitely dodge next ti, I promise!"
"Xia Xiyan! Behave yourself!" Ou Jue anchored his hands on her waist, holding her still.
Talking is one thing—but why all this nuzzling? Where did she even pick up this bad habit?
"You still haven’t answered my earlier question."
"What question?"
"About Qianmo," Xiyan groused. "I told you ages ago that Qianmo had ulterior motives for you, but you kept insisting she’s just your cousin and there’s no way anything could happen. And now, didn’t she boldly claim just now that you two have a marriage contract? Do you finally believe now?"
Ou Jue lowered his gaze and saw her innocent little face. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he let out a single word: "Yeah."
"So, what are you planning to do about her in the future?"
Ou Jue’s voice deepened. "I’ll stay far away from her."
...Why does this question-and-answer exchange suddenly make Ou Jue seem so obedient? What’s this about?
As the two of them playfully bantered, a piece of entertainnt news played on the car’s onboard TV.
"Tonight, soone has co forward with information on actress Qiao Qianmo’s latest romantic affair. The source claims that Qiao Qianmo has no blood relation to the Ou Family. On the contrary, Qiao Qianmo has long had a marriage contract with the heir of the Ou Family..."
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