Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The car that was going to pick him up was parked in front. When the chauffeur saw him coming, he got out of the car, walked to the other side of the car, opened the door for him, and deferentially greeted him. âYoung Master Ou.
âMm.â Yin Shaojie slightly nodded, and his face reverted to its usual cold manner.
Mu Xiaoxiao quickly followed and got into the car.
The chauffeur was surprised.
Yin Shaojie made a gesture to him, and the chauffeur hid away his surprised expression and closed the door.
Mu Xiaoxiao was happy as she clung on to his arm, her head leaning close to him.
Yin Shaojie lowered his head and saw her black and bright eyes that seemed as though they were saying, âIâm gonna stick to you forever. You can forget about abandoning me.â
The corner of his lips twitched as though he didnât know what to do with her.
He said to the chauffeur, âLetâs go.â
âYoung Master Ou, where to?â
âBack to the hotel.â
The black sedan drove out to the road smoothly.
In the car, Mu Xiaoxiao held his arm tightly as if she was afraid that he would run away if she let go of him.
Her dark eyes darted around the car as though they were looking for something.
Yin Shaojie seemed to know what she was thinking, and he said, âThis car has no partition.â
Mu Xiaoxiao pouted gloomily, âWhat a lousy car.â
She whispered in Yin Shaojieâs ear. âThen if we speak in Mandarin, he wonât understand, right?â
Yin Shaojie said nothing and turned to look out the window.
Seeing that he seemed uninterested in entertaining her, she started to feel gloomy again.
Didnât he want to see her be honest?
But they were in the car and couldnât talk about things that were inappropriate.
How frustrating!
Was this meant to smother her?
After waiting for more than ten minutes of restraining herself, Mu Xiaoxiaoâs cheeks were puffed up like a puffer fish.
But the hotel was still nowhere in sight yet.
She let out a whimper, leaned onto Yin Shaojieâs arm, and asked gloomily, âHow long more to the hotelâ¦â
Not only did Yin Shaojie not answer her, he didnât even turn to look at her.
Hey, what was the meaning of that?
Mu Xiaoxiao was so angry that she pushed his hand, insistent on making him turn to look at her.
âHello! Yin⦠Hey hey hey⦠Iâm talking to you! Answer me!â
Damn, in order not to expose him, she was so cooperative and didnât call out his name.
But he still ignored her.
She shouted angrily to his ear, drawing the attention of the chauffeur sitting in front.
Yin Shaojie finally reacted to her. He turned his head slightly and said indifferently, âDonât forget that weâre still fighting.â
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
Scowling miserably, she whimpered and threw a fist at his arm.
âUhhuh⦠Do you know how difficult it was to find you! I didnât want to fight with you, itâs youâ¦â
He was the one who ignored her first.
âYin⦠Hey hey hey! Your silent treatment is emotional abuse, okay?â
She really wanted to call his name, how frustrating!
âThen arenât your repeated lies emotional abuse as well?â Yin Shaojie retorted coolly.
âI donât want to fight with youâ¦â
âI donât want to fight with you either.â
The two went silent.
Yin Shaojie turned his head again to look out the window.
Mu Xiaoxiao stared at him fixedly as though she had been petrified.
The chauffeur, who was sitting in front, glanced at them from the rearview mirror from time to time, looking confused.
Finally, the car arrived at the hotel.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
It was parked in front of the hotel. The chauffeur got out of the car, opened the car door respectfully, and bowed, saying, âYoung Master Ou, weâre here.â
Yin Shaojieâs long legs stepped out. Unconsciously, he was about to turn back to hold Mu Xiaoxiaoâs hand, but he stopped. His palm closed up into a fist, and he drew back his hand.
Without lending her a hand, he walked straight into the hotel.