Chapter Ten: Confirming the Relationship?

MAX Department Store occupies an area the size of the Water Cube.

Jiang You followed Xia Yan inside.

Interior features include marble floors, gold leaf wall coverings, and crystal chandeliers...

The walls are adorned with many paintings by famous artists, and sculptures are displayed in the corners.

There is a piano in the center of the first floor, and a girl in a white dress is playing classical music on it.

The crystal chandelier shone on her, making her look like a white rose blooming under the moon, beautiful and otherworldly.

Is this still a supermarket? You could easily pass for the Vienna Golden Hall.

Jiang You, timid, awkward, and insecure, followed closely behind the only person he knew.

The girl had a strong sense of stealing, like a thief ready to steal something from the boy at any moment.

The patrolling security guards kept glancing at her, and if the boy hadn't been talking to her from time to time, they would have gone up to question him.

"Jiangyou, Jiangyou?"

Xia Yan typed on his phone, asking someone to investigate the girl's social connections. He wouldn't be able to sleep tonight until he figured out the hickey.

He called out to the girl twice, but she ignored him completely.

After sending the message, I looked down and saw the girl staring blankly in one direction.

Xia Yan raised an eyebrow and followed her gaze to see a woman playing the piano.

Jiang You not only likes to look at handsome men, but also loves to look at beautiful women. To describe her in two words, she is a "face-obsessed" person.

Seeing such a beautiful, aloof woman playing the piano right now, I'm completely captivated.

"You like watching people play the piano?" She had never stared at him like that before.

Xia Yan licked her lips slightly, a little annoyed, then chuckled excitedly in a low voice: "Let's go."

Without waiting for Jiang You's reply, he firmly grasped her wrist and strode to the piano stand.

After exchanging a few words with the person in charge next to him, the person in charge nodded and went up to call the girl down.

When the girl came down and saw him, her eyes lit up with surprise, and she softly called out, "Senior Brother."

Xia Yan ignored him and went straight to the piano to sit down.

After playing a few notes, he raised his head, his lazy and indifferent peach blossom eyes sweeping over the crowd below the stage before finding Jiang You, who was still in a daze.

A ripple of emotion welled up in his amber eyes, which became captivating and lingered on the girl's dark pupils.

The silent command said: Keep a close eye on things.

Then, he lowered his head, and melodious and clear piano music, like flowing water, flowed continuously from his nimble fingers.

Her exquisitely sculpted features appeared particularly captivating under the crystal chandelier.

The girls in the crowd gasped in amazement; he was incredibly handsome, with a strikingly beautiful kind of cool.

Someone instinctively took out their phone to record the video.

Is this person a celebrity?

"The melody sounds so familiar, isn't it like the popular 'Evening Breeze Confession' song?"

"So this person is confessing their love?"

"Really?"

When Xia Yan played the line, "I've met many people, but I only want to slowly navigate things with you. You don't have to do anything to take away my longing," she looked up, her beautiful eyes falling on Jiang You's face. Her possessiveness was undisguised and conveyed to her without reservation.

Jiang You's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heart felt as if it had been gently caressed by a soft breeze, causing ripples to spread across it.

An illusion, absolutely an illusion...

Wearing a white dress, Su Yu stared blankly at the man on the stage.

I've never seen him so... attentive before, or rather, those two words don't even apply to him.

In Jiang You's eyes, Xia Yan was a hospitable, but somewhat tactless, kind-hearted young master.

In Su Yu's eyes, Xia Yan was very difficult to approach. He was like the moon in the sky; you could see him right in front of you if you looked up, but he was actually very far away.

Fortunately, Xia Yan never had a girlfriend, which allowed her to hold onto hope.

What if, what if we see her?

Now, seeing Xia Yan's smiling eyes is like seeing the moon, high in the sky and unreachable, slowly falling to the ground.

Who is it?

Su Yu pursed her lips and followed Xia Yan's gaze to the audience below the stage. There wasn't a single eye-catching girl or boy in the crowd.

The song ended quickly, and a large crowd gathered in the audience, about 80% of whom were girls. They erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

"Hey bro, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Handsome guy, you play so well!"

Were you just confessing your feelings?

"Hey bro, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Fuck! You dead gay, get lost."

Are you discriminating against homosexuals?

"Your father, your father, your father, your father, your father..."

Amidst the thunderous, deafening applause, Jiang You snapped out of his daze as if waking from a dream.

Looking at the handsome young man smiling brightly at her on the stage, the tender feelings that had just risen in her heart vanished without a trace, as if blown away by a sudden gust of cold wind.

One is ordinary and unremarkable, the other shines brightly; one is unknown and unnoticed, the other is highly regarded.

How could that be? It must be your imagination to think that the boy likes her.

Jiang You looked away and turned to walk to a quieter place to wait for him. Before she had taken more than a few steps, Xia Yan leaped off the stage and, under the watchful eyes of everyone, grabbed her wrist, frowning as he asked:

Why are you running?

His amber eyes fell heavily on the girl. Damn it, he'd encountered something supernatural.

He'd never been this engaged in the Golden Hall, and this heartless person not only didn't give him a review, but also tried to run away without a word.

That's not how you play. Xia Yan has never suffered such a loss before.

Feeling the gazes around her, Jiang You's social anxiety kicked in immediately. She covered her face with her arms in a panic, but she didn't forget that someone had been live-streaming Xia Yan's performance.

I'm really afraid it'll become a trending topic in the city soon.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Feeling the person in her arms trembling, Xia Yan immediately calmed down and said softly with concern, "Don't you want to be watched by others?"

Jiang covered his face with his right arm and nodded repeatedly, his body tense and uneasy to the point of having ringing ears.

It felt like going back to Chinese New Year, when I was publicly belittled by my mother for not being able to call out anyone's name, and all the eyes watching me with amusement were glued to me.

When she returned to elementary school and had no pocket money, she was asked if she wanted to go to the corner store, and the way her classmates looked at her...

Back to...

Her head was pressed into a broad embrace, and she was enveloped by an abundance of fruit flavors stronger than ever before, which assaulted her senses.

The boy's gentle, refined voice flowed from his throat, landing in the air and sending a sudden shiver down her spine.

"Don't be afraid, I'll protect you."

The buzzing in his ears stopped, and Jiang You buried his face in the man's chest, tears welling up in his eyes unconsciously.

Coming to her senses, she was pulled into a VIP business room in the mall by Xia Yan.

The room was spacious and bright, with a long solid wood table in the center.

Rows of exquisite leather chairs are neatly arranged on both sides.

Jiang You sat in a seat near the door, his hands nervously twisted together.

Xia Yan sat down next to her, stared at the tears still wet at the corners of her eyes for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were scared."

"It's okay, I'm not scared," Jiang You said, shrugging his shoulders and shaking his head. "I was just a little frightened to see so many people filming me on their phones."

"Jiangyou," Xia Yan called out softly.

Before she could react, he cupped her left cheek in his hands, leaned in, and kissed her moist eye with his cool, thin lips, licking it briefly with his tongue before leaving.

His amber eyes met her wide, dark eyes, and he chuckled softly, "I don't want to wait anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burning kiss landed on the girl's lips.

The clear sucking sounds echoed in the tranquil VIP business room.

"Hmm..."

Jiang You let out a weak cry, from initial shock to pitifully and helplessly clutching the fabric of Xia Yan's clothes at the waist, and finally to succumbing to temptation.

The thought that an impossibly handsome and aristocratic young man had kissed her made her feel like either the world had gone mad, or she herself had gone mad.