Xiyan twitched the corner of her mouth slightly upon hearing that.
The chubby man wouldn’t dare go against Ou Jue’s wishes and hurriedly arranged for people to take care of it.
So contacted the new hotel, and others got people to chop down the tree...
The front desk staff at the Xinsu Hotel seed a bit shocked, conversing with the chubby man in rapid-fire S language.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Xiyan tried to make small talk and asked, "What are they saying?"
"Well," started the chubby man, blurting out without thinking, "the front desk said that tree has been here for many years and has beco a symbolic decoration of the hotel. Everyone feels really sorry about it..."
After finishing his words, he realized he’d said too much. Covering his mouth quickly, he cast a terrified glance at Ou Jue.
This young man—aloof and noble—radiated an overwhelming kingly aura. Often, he didn’t need to speak; just standing there like that was enough to intimidate people.
He was even scarier than Satan himself from Hell...
Even though Xiyan was already accustod to the fact that Ou Jue was a bigshot, seeing everyone fear him to such an extre still left her at a loss for words.
She looked at Ou Jue and said, "Why are you cutting down that tree..."
"Because I want to," Ou Jue replied expressionlessly, glancing sideways at her. "What, are you reluctant to part with the tree you planted together with Ye Xisi?"
"...No," Xiyan explained seriously. "Honestly, I’ve long since forgotten about those childhood mories. That tree seems to have been planted by several kids during sumr camp, not just Ye Xisi and . It doesn’t hold any special aning for .
You don’t have the right to cut it down. Besides, it’s been growing alongside this hotel for so many years. Didn’t you hear the hotel staff saying they feel really sorry about it?"
Xiyan gestured toward a girl at the front desk.
That girl appeared so upset over the tree that she looked like she was about to cry.
"What nonsense," Ou Jue said, his thin lips parting and closing with a hint of jealousy. Then he turned to the chubby man and ordered, "Cut it down. Let them fill the empty space however they want—I’ll cover the cost."
Xiyan was slightly annoyed as well. "What gives you the right to cut it down?"
"Because I’m Ou Jue! Because I don’t like it!" His tone was unapologetically domineering.
"......"
He was just too autocratic, always wearing the face of an evil Capitalist.
Did he think everything could be solved with money?
Truth be told, Xiyan didn’t care about the tree at all, but seeing the hotel employees look so upset made her think Ou Jue’s actions were nothing short of childish and tyrannical.
"Fine, I won’t talk to you anymore!" Xiyan turned her gaze away.
The chubby man quickly contacted another hotel and drove them both there.
Both of their expressions were sowhat unpleasant.
Xiyan leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window by herself, gazing outside.
Ou Jue scowled, "Why are you sitting so far away from ?"
Xiyan remained unmoved. "...No reason. You’re the big boss; I can’t afford to ss with you."
Her words left Ou Jue speechless.
Suddenly, he grabbed Xiyan’s arm and leaned closer. His voice was slightly chilling as he asked, "Are you throwing a tantrum with ?"
"No." She continued to look out the window, speaking insincerely.
"Xia Xiyan." Ou Jue turned her face toward him, locking eyes with her.
After a long while, he raised his hand to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. His voice dropped low and husky, "Be good. Don’t make angry, okay?"
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