Zhou Che was making a big fuss.
Huo Yaochuan came back.
When Zhou Che saw him, his eyes lit up, and he waved his hand vigorously.
“Bro, I’m right here.”
“Did you just see your sister-in-law off? What a shame, I missed it.”
“Is Sister-in-law Wanwan really that beautiful?”
Faced with his constant chatter, Huo Yaochuan just shot him a look.
Zhou Che realized he was being too noisy, so he walked over and said with a hint of grievance:
“Hey, I swear I don’t have any feelings for Sister-in-law Wanwan.”
“I’m just really curious.”
“After all, you haven’t even shown me a single photo.”
A helpful gang member nearby said,
“When Sister-in-law Wanwan was performing on stage just now, I took some photos.”
“Really?” Zhou Che’s eyes brightened as he leaned in to take a look.
Huo Yaochuan suddenly became alert and pulled him back sharply.
His tone turned dark and warning:
“She’s your sister-in-law, no peeking!”
Zhou Che hung his head, looking innocent.
“Bro, why not?”
Huo Yaochuan snorted coldly.
“Better to be safe than sorry.”
Seeing how defensive he was, Zhou Che crossed his arms, raised his chin, and pouted.
“Fine, no looking then.”
“I only have eyes for my Aibo anyway.”
For some reason, Huo Yaochuan’s face darkened even more at that.
…
In the taxi.
Feng Xiaoman was still thinking about the admiring look Yaochuan had given Jiang Liuyue just now, her heart uneasy.
“Liuyue, can I ask you a favor?” she tentatively spoke up.
“Hm?” Jiang Liuyue turned her head, puzzled.
“Please don’t meet with Yaochuan anymore, okay?” Feng Xiaoman was extremely nervous.
Jiang Liuyue curled the corners of her lips.
She stared at her with a half-smile, half-smirk.
Until Feng Xiaoman almost bent over, lowering her head, unable to meet her gaze, Jiang Liuyue finally said slowly:
“Feng Xiaoman, are you planning to ditch me after using me?”
“But then again, Yaochuan is your online boyfriend, and I neither have his contact info nor play Jianghu Tianxia 3, so chances are we won’t run into each other again.”
When Feng Xiaoman heard the first sentence, she looked tense.
But when she heard the latter, her anxious heart gradually settled.
That’s right!
Liuyue was right—she didn’t have Yaochuan’s contact info and didn’t play the game.
They probably wouldn’t cross paths again.
She needed to confess to Yaochuan as soon as possible.
Seeing Feng Xiaoman fall silent, Jiang Liuyue said nothing more.
Until the taxi stopped at the hotel entrance, just as Jiang Liuyue was about to get out, Feng Xiaoman suddenly tugged her sleeve.
She glanced at the hotel with some disdain.
“Liuyue, come with me.”
“The organizer booked this place, but it’s too cheap. I booked a room at the Hilton—you can stay with me.”
Jiang Liuyue shook her head.
“No thanks.”
“Feng Xiaoman, I don’t dare to impose on you—I’m afraid I’ll end up being blamed for something later.”
Seeing how blunt she was, Feng Xiaoman, feeling guilty, didn’t say anything more.
In the evening, just as Jiang Liuyue finished removing her makeup and was about to rest in the hotel,
Two messages popped up.
Zhou Che: “Yueyue, I’m sorry… I think I missed your performance. Can I make it up to you with a late-night snack?”
HYC: "I'm at the player convention today, and 'Smoky Rain Jianghu' sounds really good. I want to hear it again."
Jiang Liuyue's fingertips brushed over two messages as she smiled slightly.
She opened the first one.
Reply: "Not eating late-night snacks."
The second message.
"Why didn’t you say hi to me at the venue? H bro, no sincerity."
She had expected Zhou Che to reply faster.
But unexpectedly, it was Huo Yaochuan who responded instantly.
HYC: "How did you know I didn’t say hi to you?"
Jiang Liuyue deliberately didn’t expose him.
Pretending ignorance, she replied: "Ah, could it be that you were sitting at the first table with the top players today?"
HYC: "Mhm."
Jiang Liuyue: "So, did you also join them in calling me 'sister-in-law'?"
HYC: "…"
She teased him a little.
Jiang Liuyue was in a great mood.
The other side quickly adjusted.
HYC: "Where are you? I’ll come find you."
Jiang Liuyue: "You’re not being honest, still want to find your sister-in-law?"
HYC: "I’m looking for Liuyue."
Jiang Liuyue: "Alright then."
She sent him a location pin.
At that moment, Zhou Che’s message also got a reply.
First, a cute emoji—a Samoyed dog crying (灬ꈍꈍ灬).
Zhou Che: "Wuwuwu… Liuyue, are you mad?"
Jiang Liuyue: "No, I just don’t want late-night snacks."
Zhou Che: "Then what do you want to eat?"
Jiang Liuyue: "Nothing at night."
Zhou Che was stumped.
He didn’t know how to continue the conversation.
Fifteen minutes later.
Jiang Liuyue was lying on the sofa in her robe, scrolling through her phone.
A new message popped up.
HYC: "I’m here."
Along with a photo of the hotel entrance.
Jiang Liuyue’s lips curled mischievously.
She sent back a string of room numbers.
Jiang Liuyue: "Come up yourself."
After a while.
HYC: "Isn’t this… a bit inappropriate?"
Jiang Liuyue: "What? H bro afraid I’ll eat you up?"
After all, she was a morally lax bad woman.
If anything happened, she wouldn’t be the one losing out.
HYC: "…Not afraid."
Five minutes later.
There was a soft knock on the door.
Jiang Liuyue lazily got up from the sofa, shuffled over in her slippers, and peered through the peephole.
It was definitely Huo Yaochuan outside.
She quickly adjusted to her best state.
The moment the door opened,
Their eyes met in mid-air.
She bit her lower lip, showing a nervous and helpless expression.
Her voice trembled slightly.
"H bro…? You, you’re actually… Huo Yaochuan."
At first glance, Huo Yaochuan’s gaze couldn’t help but linger on the girl before him.
She was tall and slender, with slightly damp black hair falling over her shoulders.
She wore a loose white robe that slipped off one pale, delicate shoulder.
Her almond-shaped eyes were clear and bright, her nose straight, and her lips naturally tinted with a soft cherry pink, full and inviting.
His eyes quickly flicked away, restraining himself.
A deep, magnetic voice spoke.
"Liuyue, let me introduce myself—I’m Huo Yaochuan."
He extended his hand and gave his full name.
