Chapter 202

Leftover lunchboxes on the table, clothes scattered haphazardly on the floor...

Lu Shi'an knelt on the bed, his long neck slightly bent. He squeezed a little ointment onto his fingertip and gently applied it to the unconscious woman lying to the side.

Upon seeing him arrive, Lu Shi'an pulled the blanket over the woman and whispered, "Brother Xia Bei."

It only covered half of her body, like she was wearing a skirt, which was even more suggestive than being completely naked.

Xia Bei responded lightly, his gaze never leaving Jiang You. He stepped forward and lightly placed his index finger on the hickey on the woman's shoulder.

It's unclear whose it was, but as the fingertips traced a path downwards, they left behind a dense trail of kiss marks.

Footsteps sounded behind him. Xia Bei withdrew his hand and turned to face Xia Yan, who was wearing a loosely wrapped bath towel around her waist.

The fabric barely covered his narrow waistline, below which were the smooth, taut lines of his hip bones. Water droplets slid down his well-defined chest into the deep cleavage, then disappeared into the edge of the towel.

Xia Yan casually combed her slightly damp black hair back, but a few stubborn strands of hair still hung unruly above her brow bone.

He glanced at Jiang You on the bed and lazily called out, "Brother."

Xia Yan stood under the lamp, his skin flushed red from the steam, as exquisite as a finely crafted piece of porcelain. Yet, his casual posture gave him a touch of untamed tension amidst his beauty.

Xia Bei adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, his gaze gentle, a faint smile playing on his lips, radiating just the right amount of warmth.

Without a word, just like that, Xia Yan suppressed the untamed wildness in her eyes, looked away, and asked, "Weren't you busy? What brings you here?"

"I'm afraid you'll ruin people's lives," Xia Bei replied calmly.

Xia Yan touched her nose guiltily and looked at Lu Shi'an: "Did you apply the medicine?"

He really wanted to have a proper talk with Jiang You, but she seemed unwilling to get involved, constantly saying things like "we've broken up."

He came back from abroad just to hear this?

Saying "I miss you" won't kill you. It's not like it's a lie or not; he'll just take it seriously anyway.

“It’s been wiped off,” Lu Shi’an said, his features delicate and refined. The light slanted across his profile, as if gilding his contours with a matte gold edge.

They were all young, full of energy, Xia Bei thought to himself, slowly repeating the word "young" while frowning.

Who doesn't like being young and good-looking? No one can stay eighteen forever, but there will always be someone who is eighteen.

The anxiety about age briefly crossed his mind, but he immediately dismissed it; it wasn't something he should be thinking about.

After all, Jiangyou had no choice, did he?

Xia Bei walked to the side, casually resting his arms on the cold glass railing, his gaze passing over the railing and landing precisely on the tall bodyguards on the first floor.

They stood with their backs to the second floor, their posture upright and well-trained, never peeking at the second floor.

Xia Yan approached with her footsteps, but Xia Bei didn't turn around. Her voice carried a hint of indifference and control: "Don't push her too hard. She's soft-hearted. Just wear her down slowly." Take it slow and wear her down until she gives in. That's better than anything else.

Ultimately, Jiangyou is too traditional and conservative, and cannot accept a large number of people.

However, the bottom line can be lowered little by little until a certain point is reached. Jiang You is used to compromising, and in the end, he is like a frog being slowly boiled in water, dying without even realizing it.

Xia Yan didn't say anything, but just nodded.

Xia Bei was very busy, and before Jiang You woke up, he took a plane back to Beijing.

Jiang You didn't know Xia Bei had been there. When she opened her eyes again, her mind was blank.

I was stunned for a very long time before the memories slowly surfaced in my mind.