Chapter Five: Withdrawal

Noticing her gaze, Xia Yan raised an eyebrow, already prepared to be questioned.

But to everyone's surprise, the girl glanced over it and pretended not to see anything, looking away.

Damn it! When has Young Master Xia, who was born at the top of the food chain, ever been ignored like this?

His peach blossom eyes widened as he glared at Jiang You, practically bursting with rage.

Just ask! A handsome and rich man is right in front of her, and he's already offering her a topic to talk about. What is she waiting for?

Does she need him to teach her how to seduce him?

The gaze was too intense; Jiang You didn't dare to look up at all, because the sight of that exquisite face made her heart race uncontrollably.

But it wasn't good to keep playing on my phone, so I could only check it from time to time, and then look around at my surroundings, but I didn't look at Xia Yan.

This infuriated Xia Yan. He wasn't bad-looking at all, was he? Why wouldn't anyone look at him?

The tip of his tongue ground fiercely against his sharp teeth; he was so angry that he lost control of his strength and broke the skin.

"Hiss~"

Xia Yan covered her mouth with her right hand, grimacing, and her bright eyes welled up with tears from the pain.

There's a saying that goes something like this: "A man's tears are a woman's stimulant."

Although the boy didn't cry, his eyes were red at the corners, and his amber eyes became bright and sparkling after being moistened with mist.

Upon hearing the sound, Jiang You looked up and was immediately stunned. He instinctively asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Yan paused, then sneered inwardly, "Oh, so now you know to ask me?"

"My tongue got a cut from my teeth," he said, then sat down and pitifully opened his mouth, leaning his upper body slightly closer to Jiang You across the table to show her.

The teeth are very white, with a canine on each side of the upper row, and also a canine on each side of the lower molars.

Xia Yan's tongue was pointed and pink. Jiang You hadn't expected this young man to be such a man of action. She quickly looked away and asked awkwardly:

"Oh, so, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, it's just that eating might be a little painful these next couple of days," Xia Yan said slowly, closing her mouth.

Jiang You looked up again and saw him leaning lazily against the back of his chair, his beautiful peach blossom eyes half-closed, his gaze lingering on her face. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to carry the helpless resentment of a young wife.

Resentment? No, no, no, she didn't bite her, so there's no way to blame her. She must have seen wrong.

Moreover, Jiang You felt that Xia Yan was acting strangely, not like a normal person.

Young Master Xia was sulking; he was just being a little temperamental and wanted the girl to coax him.

Little did he know that people had already labeled him as mentally ill.

Luckily he didn't know, otherwise he would have been so angry he would have died in the Green Bamboo Garden.

Just as Jiang You was about to lose his composure, a handsome young waiter, about 1.8 meters tall and with a straight posture like a pine tree, slowly came into view.

He had an extremely clean and handsome appearance, wearing a simple white shirt and black vest, and pushed an exquisite food cart over with both hands.

"Gentlemen, your dishes include the sea cucumber and scallop eggplant casserole, braised pork with pigeon eggs, shrimp platter, and stir-fried eel with scallops. These are two complimentary desserts from Cuizhu Garden, called..."

The handsome waiter wore a transparent food service mask. He had a pleasant voice and spoke calmly and patiently.

Jiang You couldn't help but glance at the handsome waiter a few more times. She was incredibly lucky to have a boyfriend like him.

"Hmph!" A displeased snort rang out.

Jiang You and the handsome young waiter instinctively shuddered, both turning to look at the pretty boy.

The other person crossed his arms, turned his head away, and looked calmly at the scenery outside the window, as if the cold snort hadn't come from him.

The handsome young waiter nervously continued serving the dishes. Jiang You lowered her eyes and stopped looking around. For some reason, she felt inexplicably uneasy.

That's not right, why is she acting so guilty?

Throughout the meal, perhaps because Xia Yan had cut his tongue, he barely spoke.

At first, Jiang You was a little unaccustomed to the handsome young man's aloof appearance, but as the food entered his mouth, his eyes lit up, and he buried his head and began to eat with gusto.

Her cheeks puffed out slightly, and she chewed very quickly, much like a hamster eating. After taking a couple of bites, Xia Yan put down his chopsticks, propped his cheek up with one hand, and admired the way the girl ate.

Strange, really strange, the girl simply ate a meal, and the frustration she felt about being ignored gradually disappeared.

Xia Yan knew his own temper, and he felt like he was really doomed.

Her amber eyes went from initial doubt to exploration, and finally to complete succumbing to attraction.

The gaze was too intense. Jiang You tried to hold back, but couldn't resist. He looked up and met the other person's amber eyes, which were like stars, and the tender smile that was about to overflow from their eyes.

Handsome young man, the way you look at people can really cause misunderstandings!

Jiang You's cheeks burned, and he shamelessly lowered his head to continue eating.

She had read many novels and fantasized about domineering CEOs falling in love with her, but fantasies are just fantasies. She would never think that just because she read too many novels, she could have the same extraordinary fate and qualities as the heroine in the real world.

Even if they suspect she has a sex-oriented mindset, they don't question Xia Yan's motives.

As if unaware of how alluring he was, Xia Yan lazily poured a cup of warm tea, placed it beside her, and said softly, "Eat slowly."

Jiang You paused in his chewing, thinking about how he treated everyone this way, and silently chanted in his heart, "Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha..."

The restless heart gradually calmed down.

After finishing their meal, Xia Yan went to pay the bill and drove over. Jiang You waited at the door for a while, but he didn't come. Instead, he heard arguing behind the bamboo grove.

She curiously peeked out and saw the pretty young waitress who had just taken down the orders; she seemed to be arguing with someone.

From some distance, I could vaguely hear words like "resignation" and "compensation."

A car horn blared, drawing Jiang You's attention back. She took two steps forward, opened the passenger door, and sat down.

She really wanted to sit in the back, but she had seen on Douyin that when riding in someone else's car, the driver sits alone in the front, which is like using someone else as a chauffeur.

Jiang You wasn't particularly clever, nor did she have high emotional intelligence. Others described her as an obedient, dull, and quiet girl.

Actually, no one taught her about social etiquette, and she always felt that the more she said, the more mistakes she would make. In addition, her parents always taught her to be sensible, patient, and accept losses as blessings, so she gradually became taciturn.

So one-third of her emotional intelligence came from her own understanding, one-third from learning from Douyin (TikTok), and one-third from reading novels.

But she wasn't ignorant and unwilling to change, was she? For example, she would definitely have sat in the back seat instead of the front passenger seat in the past.

The fact that it is constantly changing already demonstrates that Jiangyou is excellent enough.

"I'll go clean."

Back at Xia Yan's house, Jiang You left those words behind and immediately went into a room, took out his Bluetooth earphones, selected his favorite music, and began cleaning.

There was no way around it; living under the same roof as a handsome guy put a lot of pressure on me. I just wanted to finish my work as soon as possible and get back to my dorm.

"Tsk," Xia Yan clicked her tongue lightly as she watched her hurried figure disappear into the room. She was really annoyed.

He sat down wearily on the sofa, his temples beginning to ache slightly.

He rubbed his temples; counting today, he hadn't slept for two days and one night.

Not long after he sat down, a strong drowsiness surged over him like a tidal wave, as if it would engulf him completely.

If a girl sees him sleeping on the sofa, will she feel sorry for him and cover him with something?

Surely... right?

With this question in mind, he did not resist much and drifted off to sleep.

Jiang You came out carrying a bucket to change the water and immediately saw Xia Yan lying on the sofa.

The living room is very large, about 130 square meters.

The room was very empty. Apart from the four-piece sofa set in the center, there was only a long dining table and a rocking chair next to the floor-to-ceiling window that could accommodate two people.

Jiang You had no idea that he would one day be pinned down in a rocking chair by someone and forced to do all sorts of absurd things.

He glanced at Xia Yan on the sofa without paying attention, then continued to change the water and clean.

Time passed slowly. After cleaning one room, Jiang You took out his phone to check the time; it was already 6:30 PM.

The game room and gym, which are the hardest to clean, are still left, along with a room where figurines are kept and the living room. She plans to come back tomorrow to clean them.

As dusk fell, the sky gradually turned a brilliant orange-yellow.

This orange hue, like a burning flame, penetrates the twelve-meter panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, evenly filling the living room.

Everywhere you look, there is a dazzling, shimmering light.

Xia Yan lay on his side on the sofa, the setting sun casting a faint golden hue over his entire body.

Jiang You walked out of the room, picked up his canvas bag, hesitated for two seconds, and then walked towards the sofa.

The boy's soft, fluffy black hair now lay scattered across his head like clouds tossed about by the wind.

Despite the unusual mess, it did not diminish his good looks in the slightest. On the contrary, it made his skin appear even whiter, his lips red and his teeth white, making him even more alluring and captivating.

Jiang You squatted down and found that his face was rosy and his chest was rising and falling, so he should not be dead.

Feeling uneasy at being watched, the boy turned over, facing the ceiling.

His simple T-shirt had slipped slightly due to his sleeping posture, revealing a delicate and charming collarbone.

After confirming that he was not dead, Jiang You stood up and prepared to return to his dormitory.

Suddenly, the setting sun vanished in an instant, and the living room dimmed.

Just as she was feeling lonely, like the solitude after a lively gathering, the ceiling automatically lit up with a starry sky of the Milky Way.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, neon lights illuminated the scene, their vibrant colors as bright as day, outlining the silhouettes of the skyscrapers—it was incredibly luxurious and beautiful.

Watching a video a thousand times or ten thousand times is not as shocking as seeing it with your own eyes once.

Jiang You walked blankly to the French windows and looked down from above. She pursed her lips and stared for a long time before leaving Xia Yan's house.

The walls outside the dormitory of Tengzhong Normal University are dilapidated, and a sense of antiquity wafts through the air.

Jiang You returned to his dormitory and sat down, gazing somewhat dazedly at the space, which was no bigger than a toilet in some other people's homes.

Like a tourist who has stumbled into someone else's world, she experiences severe withdrawal symptoms upon returning to her own.

After a short while, he adjusted his mindset and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

At 10 p.m., she still had to try to get Wang Lili to sign Huangwu's autograph.

Unexpectedly, at 10 o'clock, someone revealed that Huangwu would appear in the Weibo live broadcast room.

The fans were in an uproar. This was Huangwu, who rarely made public appearances. He was so mysterious that even after being popular for several years, no one had been able to uncover even the slightest bit of real information about him.

Although I don't know if he will show his face during the live stream, I'm still satisfied to hear his voice.

Too many people flooded Weibo to watch Huangwu's live stream, including foreign netizens who used VPNs to access the site, causing Weibo's system to crash and become inaccessible.

"The live stream was canceled? It was a staff member who leaked the information... Okay, I understand. I'll talk to Huangwu about it. You just need to compensate according to the contract."

Brother Li hung up the phone and turned to go to the next room.

"Song Yun, we got a message saying that we don't need to do the live stream anymore."