Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Click!
The glass door to the shower opened right as Mu Xiaoxiao undid the first button.
Yin Shaojie walked out from the misty steam.
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs eyes widened and she did not know where to look.
However, her pupils seemed to have their own mind as they looked downwards. She could not see anything clearly through the mist.
In the next second, Yin Shaojie pulled down his bathrobe from the shelf and donned it before walking towards her.
âWhat are you doing?â He looked at her with what seemed like a stern gaze.
âIâ¦â Finding it difficult to explain herself, Mu Xiaoxiao puffed out her cheeks slightly.
Yin Shaojie did not say another word as he left the shower.
âJieâ¦â Mu Xiaoxiao called out to him softly, grievance in her heart.
Normally, he would try all sort of ways to take advantage of her in the shower. Why was he turning a blind eye to her now? She would be lying if she said she wasnât upset. Did he not want her anymore?
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs heart throbbed with pain as she thought of this possibility. The steam in the shower was making her feel uncomfortable so she turned around to follow Yin Shaojie out.
âYin Shaojie!â She clenched her fists and shouted at his retreating back.
Yin Shaojie did not react and went over to the sofa to sit down. His phone rang. Upon seeing the caller ID, he turned his gaze away slightly and picked up the call.
âMiss Xichuanâ¦â
A tinkle of laughter came from the other end. âOu Ming, donâtâ be such a stranger. You can call me Qianling.â
âAlright, Qianling,â Yin Shaojieâs magnetic voice seemed to have a hint of amusement.
This made Xichuan Qianling feel great on the other side of the phone. If he was willing to call her by her name, did that meanâ¦
She sounded joyful as she asked, âHave you arrived at the hotel?â
âYes, I have,â Yin Shaojie replied mildly.
Xichuan Qianling paused. She wanted to ask if that girl was with him, but felt that it would seem a little rude and too transparent.
She thought for a while before saying, âOh yeah, my uncle is organizing a dinner banquet tomorrow and wants to invite you. Are you free?â
Upon hearing this, Yin Shaojieâs eyes narrowed. He turned his gaze slightly and looked towards Mu Xiaoxiao.
Tomorrowâ¦
âMy apologies. I may not be free tomorrow.â
It was obvious that Xichuan Qianlingâs mood fell when she heard this answer. Her voice became lower as she said, âI see⦠Is there really no way you can squeeze out a little time? My uncle really wants to get to know you.â
Yin Shaojie fell silent for a moment before replying sincerely, âHow about this? Iâll treat him to a meal the day after tomorrow. Will Mr. Yuan be free?â
âThe day after tomorrow? Sure, of course. My uncle hasnât been very busy recently, so heâll definitely be free. Iâll turn back and tell him.â Xichuan Qianling became delighted upon hearing that he was willing to meet her uncle and did not care whether her uncle was busy before agreeing.
Yin Shaojie laughed lightly. âQianling, this is something you have to consult your uncle about. Your uncle is a busy man and may have other things he needs to attend to. Itâs alright though, I can match his schedule.â
Upon hearing him call out her name, Xichuan Qianlingâs heart was engulfed by a sweet feeling.
âAlright. The day after tomorrow, right? Iâll ask my uncle. He should be free.â
âOkay,â Yin Shaojie replied mildly without too much enthusiasm.
However, that made Xichuan Qianling like him even more.