Chapter 22 Ji Xia suspected that she was not kissable...
Ji Xia felt a soft warmth brush across his lips, light as a feather, a slight itch. It was only a slight itch, but it spread all the way to her heart.
Ji Xia knew what it was and her whole body turned red.
He pursed his lips, opened his eyes moistened by moisture, looked at Alpha, with a look of joy in his eyes that he himself was not aware of, and called out very softly, "Mr. Fu."
Fu Yuan looked away and said coldly, "It's late, go back and rest."
The little bubbles that popped up in Ji Xia's heart were frozen by Alpha's cold attitude and burst one by one. Her excited mood also subsided and she nodded.
Fu Yuan carried him ashore, put him by the swimming pool, and left.
Alpha's back quickly disappeared behind the glass door.
Ji Xia looked at the water stains stretching out on the ground and asked the system in a low voice, "System, why is Mr. Fu unhappy?"
"Host, according to the data, Mr. Fu's favorability is increasing. He's not unhappy."
Ji Xia pursed his lips. He knew that Mr. Fu was unhappy after kissing him. He raised his hand and touched his lips, suspecting that it was because he was not kissable that made Mr. Fu unhappy.
Since that night, Ji Xia hadn't seen Fu Yuan for several days.
Mr. Fu's work seemed to be getting very busy again. He always came home very late, and sometimes he simply stayed in the office overnight instead of returning to the villa.
Ji Xia had to work at the bread stall during the day. When he came back, he fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow. He slept until dawn. When he woke up, Mr. Fu had already gone to work and he couldn't even see him.
Ji Xia missed Mr. Fu very much and wanted to apologize to him.
That night, he set the alarm clock on purpose.
The alarm clock rang on time at one o'clock in the morning, waking Ji Xia up from her dream.
Ji Xia rubbed his eyes and moved his ears, just in time to hear the humming sound of a car engine, which was particularly clear in the silent night.
He immediately got out of bed, ran barefoot to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out, just in time to see Alpha getting out of the car.
Ji Xia's mouth corners curled up unconsciously. He returned to the bed, took a gland care patch with a bunny pattern from the bedside table, opened the door and ran downstairs briskly.
He had forgotten to wear shoes, and his bare feet made very soft sounds on the floor.
Just as he ran to the stairs to the first floor, he heard voices from the entrance, which made him stop in his tracks.
"Master, did Master Ji do something to anger you? Master Ji is innocent by nature. If he did something, he must have no other intentions."
"Uncle Xu, you are overstepping your authority."
"I'm sorry, Master."
"Next month's embarkation has been cancelled, so you don't have to pack anymore."
"Master!"
"Go ahead."
The voices and footsteps were getting closer, but Ji Xia was stunned. She just stood there and met Fu Yuan face to face.
Alpha gave him a cold look, said nothing, and went straight upstairs.
The excitement in Ji Xia's eyes instantly faded. As Fu Yuan passed by, he couldn't help but call out "Mr. Fu." His voice was soft, with a barely perceptible tremor. "Please don't be mad at me. I'm sorry."
Fu Yuan paused and said, "No need to apologize, it's my fault. Go back to sleep."
The footsteps behind him gradually faded away, but Ji Xia stood there without moving, feeling a little at a loss.
Butler Xu sighed imperceptibly and said, "Master Ji, go to bed early."
Ji Xia nodded dejectedly and turned back to her room, but this time her steps were no longer as brisk as when she went downstairs. After lying back on the bed, Ji Xia couldn't fall asleep.
He was disliked by Mr. Fu, and this realization made his chest feel tight and he tossed and turned.
Days passed like this. Although Ji Xia was not kicked out of the villa, his interactions with Fu Yuan became less and less. Ji Xia thought of several ways to change Mr. Fu's dislike for him, but Mr. Fu's reaction was always cold.
He also consulted Dr. Chen, who told him that if Mr. Fu didn't want to pay attention to him, he should not bother with it for the time being and wait and see what happens.
Ji Xia listened to the advice and did not go to block Mr. Fu again for the next half month.
Only when the alarm clock rang in the middle of the night would she quietly get up, lift a corner of the curtain and take a peek at Mr. Fu.
This condition continues until the glands become swollen and hot in late summer.
Doctor Chen had already explained to him what kind of glandular reactions would occur before the fever period, and had reminded him two days ago that the date was approaching and he should pay more attention.
Ji Xia had a perfect reason to go to Mr. Fu, but he was also afraid that if he proposed the mark, Mr. Fu would refuse and would dislike him even more.
Because of this concern, he hesitated and never took any action.
The glands became hotter and swollen more intensely, and Ji Xia knew he couldn't delay any longer.
He sat at his stall, his head bowed as he stared at the chat box with Mr. Fu on his phone. It was mostly filled with messages from him, telling Mr. Fu about the day's stall and transferring money.
Mr. Fu only has payment information.
Ji Xia hesitated whether to say it on VX, thinking that if she was rejected, she wouldn't hate him too much.
He was staring at the line of words he had typed in a daze, when he noticed someone standing in front of the stall out of the corner of his eye. His attention was drawn to it, and with a flick of his finger, he sent the message directly.
But Ji Xia had no time to send the message. When he saw the man standing at the stall, his expression froze and his lips subconsciously pressed into a straight line.
He turned his eyes away and didn't look at the person coming.
"Xia Xia."
Zheng Qiufang grabbed the hem of her clothes with her skinny hands and timidly called out Ji Xia's nickname in a low voice.
She was very thin and was wearing a very old striped shirt, which was probably Ji Chengguo's. It was very big, but her belly was slightly bulging, like a ball hanging on her clothes, which was a bit funny.
Ji Xia ignored her and didn't even look at her. She just said in a very cold voice: "If you don't want to buy anything, please don't disturb my business here."
Zheng Qiufang's sallow face showed a look of panic, and her slightly hoarse voice was choked with sobs.
She said, "Xia Xia, I know you resent me, but I really can't do anything. I'm useless and can't protect you. Your father gambled away all the money and hasn't been seen for months. Your brother and I are almost starving to death. That's why I have no choice but to come to you... Xia Xia, can you forgive me?"
Ji Xia bit her lower lip so hard that she tasted blood in her mouth.
From childhood to adulthood, the phrase he heard most often was "Mom really has no other choice."
When he was a child, Ji Chengguo beat him until his head was bleeding, and he begged Zheng Qiufang to take him away; when Zheng Qiufang secretly took the money he worked hard to earn and gave it to Ji Chengguo, she always said this.
She told him not to hate Ji Chengguo, asked him to accept his fate, and finally helped Ji Chengguo sell him.
Whenever Ji Xia thought about the past, his heart ached. He didn't want to think about it or mention it again.
He has started a new life and has nothing to do with them anymore.
His eyes were red, and he said with a hard heart: "Five hundred thousand, you take the money, we have no relationship anymore. You are not my mother anymore."
Zheng Qiufang covered her mouth and cried, a hint of resentment on her face. "Xia Xia, how can you be so cruel?! Mom suffered so much just to stay with Ji Chengguo, why can't you understand? You're living such a good life now, and you've even started a small business, why can't you help Mom out? Are you going to watch Mom and brother starve to death?"
There was disappointment in Ji Xia's eyes, and he didn't want to say anything.
He packed up all the unsold bread, closed his stall, and put the items on his electric scooter.
Ji Xia had bought this electric scooter himself, spending all his family savings on it. He had some basic riding experience, and after two days of learning from Butler Xu, he was able to ride on his own.
He ignored the woman's crying and accusations, got on his bike and stepped on the accelerator, just wanting to leave here quickly and go home quickly.
Ji Xia was in a very low mood, and his glands were swollen and hot, making him very uncomfortable.
After returning to the villa, he took a shower and lay down on the bed. He felt suffocated and wanted Mr. Fu so much. Ji Xia lay there waiting, paying attention to the movements outside.
However, after a night, it was very quiet outside the villa, without any sound, and the message sent on the mobile phone fell into the sea without any response.
Ji Xia knew that this was Mr. Fu's silent rejection.
The next day, Ji Xia, who suffered from insomnia, forced himself to wake up at five o'clock to make bread, and made twice the amount as usual.
He realized he wouldn't be able to stay in the villa for much longer. He had to make more money before he was kicked out. Then, he could find a small town far away from Kyoto to settle down.
He tore off a gland care patch and applied it to himself skillfully, and the hot glands felt better.
He didn't eat lunch and went out early. In order to avoid running into Zheng Qiufang again, he changed his place, which would definitely affect his business, but he really didn't want to see her again.
However, Zheng Qiufang seemed to have installed a radar on Ji Xia. Just as Ji Xia had finished tidying up the stall, she appeared with red and swollen finger marks on her face.
"Xia Xia, rent a house for me and give me 3,000 yuan a month for living expenses, and I won't bother you anymore."
Zheng Qiufang said with bloodshot eyes.
Ji Xia had a blank expression on her face. "I have no money, and it has nothing to do with you. Please move aside."
Zheng Qiufang: "No money? Don't lie to me. The dress you're wearing costs over 10,000 yuan. You hooked up with a big CEO and live in a villa worth hundreds of millions. I only want 3,000 yuan. How can you be so cruel? You don't care about me anymore now that you're rich."
Ji Xia closed her mouth and didn't want to say anything more.
Zheng Qiufang: "Mom doesn't want this to happen. It's you, it's you who forced Mom to do this."
Ji Xia didn't know what she was talking about and continued to ignore her.
Zheng Qiufang walked away, but she did not leave here. Instead, she found a place not too far away and stood there, looking at Ji Xia.
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