On the other end of the phone, Qin Xuanye's heart couldn't help but pound wildly, a bad premonition flashing through his mind.
His voice trembled, tinged with nervousness as he said:
"Liuyue, where are you? Is there someone else with you?"
Chen Liuyue's tone was laced with amusement, speaking leisurely:
"Brother-in-law, you're being awfully nosy."
As if declaring his resolve, Qin Xuanye blurted out everything:
"Liuyue, I've already made things clear to Chen Ruanruan about our past relationship."
"I told her that the person I've always liked is you."
Chen Liuyue's tone turned cold: "Oh? And then?"
Qin Xuanye took a deep breath, his voice pleading: "Can you give me another chance?"
Chen Liuyue: "But I don't like you."
But I don't like you.
This sentence hammered down on his heart.
Beside the bed, Wei Miao, who had been nibbling at her neck, paused, a soft chuckle escaping from his throat.
Qin Xuanye also heard the man's laughter through the phone.
His voice tense, he asked: "Who's with you? Is it Wei Miao?"
Chen Liuyue: "It's not Wei Miao."
Qin Xuanye was just about to let out a long sigh of relief.
Then he heard Chen Liuyue say leisurely: "It's my boyfriend."
Wei Miao's voice traveled down the phone line, carrying a penetrating force.
"Yueyue, you need to focus now."
Focus now?
What requires focus?
What are they doing?
Qin Xuanye's eyes reddened, not daring to imagine the images flashing in his mind.
His voice was utterly pitiful.
"Liuyue, I was wrong, I was really wrong."
"Don't be with him, okay?"
But Chen Liuyue deliberately rubbed salt in his wound.
"Brother-in-law, that's not what you said last time we met."
"You told me not to bother you. You said you had a fiancée."
Qin Xuanye was almost on the verge of tears, emotions churning in his eyes.
He slapped himself hard across the face.
"It was my stubborn pride!"
Another slap landed.
"It was me pretending!"
Slap, slap went two more.
"It was because I was scared, scared I'd fall for you again."
"So I deliberately kept my distance, but... even if I could fool the whole world, I couldn't fool my own heart."
On the other end of the line.
Chen Liuyue let out a soft gasp.
It was Wei Miao gently biting her earlobe, his beautiful phoenix eyes full of jealousy.
Qin Xuanye's heart grew even more frantic.
He pleaded, nearly begging:
"No, don't abandon me..."
"Liuyue, Liuyue, Liuyue..."
Beep—
The sound of the call being disconnected.
Clean and decisive.
When he tried calling back, the message was 'The number you have dialed is powered off.'
And Qin Xuanye's heart sank little by little.
He,
once again!
Had been completely abandoned!!!
System: "Congratulations, host. Target Qin Xuanye's favorability is 90, 91, ... 99%..."
But Chen Liuyue had no mind to listen to what the system was saying.
Because right now, she was being pestered by a jealous little kitten.
Hot breaths fanned against her skin.
Lips and teeth met.
At the foot of the bed lay scattered pieces of clothing, one after another.
Wei Miao's eyes were filled with possessiveness, his voice hoarse and breathless.
"Let Yueyue test just how strong my waist really is."
...
Early the next morning.
Wei Miao had physically demonstrated to Chen Liuyue what a 'stallion's waist' meant.
She lay listless, like a little flower drenched by rain, too lazy to even stretch its leaves.
Young people really have good stamina.
"Yueyue."
A strong, broad arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer, revealing a handsome face with sharp features.
Dashing brows and eyes, beautiful phoenix eyes slightly upturned.
He narrowed his eyes, looking thoroughly satisfied.
Wei Miao was like a dog, and also like a kitten.
"Awake?" Chen Liuyue blinked.
"Mhm."
Wei Miao smiled sweetly.
Chen Liuyue kicked him off the bed, not forgetting last night's grievance.
"Get out, get out, get out! You said 'ten more minutes, just ten more minutes.'"
"How many 'last ten minutes' did you have?!"
Looking at Yueyue's irritable morning temper, Wei Miao smiled tolerantly, though also a bit guiltily.
It wasn't his fault.
Mainly, he couldn't help himself.
Alright.
It was his fault.
He had no self-control.
When it came to Yueyue, his defense was zero.
All that was left was attack power. (wink)
Wei Miao diligently followed her directions, helping her put on her clothes, his movements gentle and careful.
As if guarding a priceless treasure.
Then he carried her to the entrance, crouched down, and helped her put on her shoes.
Ding-dong— The hotel room doorbell rang.
Wei Miao thought it was room service.
He responded: "We don't need a wake-up call."
The next second.
Bang, bang, bang—
Violent knocking came from outside the door.
A hint of caution flashed in Wei Miao's eyes.
But Chen Liuyue had already put on her little black leather shoes, the corners of her lips curving up in a smile.
"Move aside."
Wei Miao reluctantly stepped back.
The door opened.
Outside stood Qin Xuanye, who hadn't slept all night.
His eyes were bloodshot, looking haggard and disheveled.
The hem of his suit jacket was crumpled, even the buttons weren't fastened properly.
Not a trace remained of the proud, aloof young master from a wealthy family.
He looked exactly like an abandoned stray dog.
"Liuyue." His tone was initially joyful.
Until Chen Liuyue slightly shifted, revealing Wei Miao behind her.
Wei Miao was still wearing last night's shirt, the collar deliberately left open wide, revealing faint pink marks on his fair skin.
Unambiguously stating a fact.
Qin Xuanye's eyes reddened as if about to bleed.
Before Chen Liuyue could speak, Qin Xuanye charged in like a mad wolf, throwing a punch at Wei Miao.
And Wei Miao naturally wouldn't just stand there and take it.
It was the same scene again.
This time, the two men were fighting once more.
And Chen Liuyue wasn't over there shouting 'Stop fighting, you two, stop fighting!'
Instead, she decisively dialed the police.
"Hello, officers? There's a madman here assaulting my boyfriend. Yes, at XX Hotel, room 601."
Her voice on the phone was audible to both of them.
Qin Xuanye was momentarily stunned.
Wei Miao's fist happened to connect with his right cheek.
But he seemed not to notice, just muttering lowly: "...I'm the madman, and he's your boyfriend..."
Another punch landed.
Qin Xuanye was knocked to the ground, lying sprawled awkwardly on the carpet.
Chen Liuyue, in her little black leather shoes, walked slowly step by step until she stood before him.
A flicker of hope flashed in his eyes.
"Liuyue, are you worried about me?"
The next second, Chen Liuyue stepped past him and, with a pained expression, took Wei Miao's hand.
Her tone was gentle: "Does your hand hurt?"
Qin Xuanye felt despair, resentment, jealousy!!!
Wei Miao threw the punch, but Qin Xuanye's face took the hit.
He was the one lying on the ground, so why wouldn't she spare him even a single glance?
"What do I have to do for you to look at me?" Qin Xuanye muttered, head bowed.
Until the moment he was taken away by the officers.
His gaze remained fixed on Chen Liuyue, clinging to her like a damp, venomous snake.
