Jiang lowered her head and silently twisted the hem of her clothes, looking extremely aggrieved.
Seeing her like this, Xu Muyao felt that he was really too annoying.
He cleared his throat awkwardly, as if he had been burned by something, and quickly looked away. "Don't go to men's houses so casually in the future, especially at night. You can never be too careful. Please assume the worst about all men. Remember, all of them!"
Jiang glanced at the man with obvious displeasure, "You're different..."
Then he loudly proclaimed, "I just like you, I really like you. Consider this announcing to you today that I'm officially going to pursue you. Get ready."
After she finished speaking, without waiting for his reply, she released her grip on his hand, turned around and walked to the entrance, changed her shoes, and looked straight at him.
"Take me home!"
Xu Muyao was speechless, sighed helplessly, and could only follow closely behind.
As the autumn wind rises, a black Mercedes-Benz stops in front of Yujing Bay in the inky night.
"Don't come to the store again." Xu Muyao said in a deep voice, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.
Jiang paused abruptly as she opened the door, her fingers gripping the doorknob tightly, a wave of sorrow washing over her.
She sniffed, turned around, and flashed a bright smile. "Whether I come or not is my business. When you open a shop to do business, would you refuse a customer?"
After saying that, he got out of the car, and the car door slammed shut with a loud bang.
Are all little girls these days so stubborn?
Xu Muyao watched her retreating figure, then wearily pinched the bridge of his nose. He had never felt so helpless against anyone as he did at this moment.
For the next week, Jiang really didn't go to Qian San's teahouse again.
Xu Muyao was genuinely surprised by this; he hadn't expected her to listen. The moment she said those words before getting out of the car that day, he had already mentally planned how to prevent her from getting close to him the next day.
Unexpectedly, after not seeing her for a whole week, he felt a little uneasy, and an indescribable emotion welled up in his heart.
"Boss, is something wrong with Jiang too?"
As Xiao Fang passed by the front desk carrying a teapot, he suddenly asked a question.
Xu Muyao rested his forehead on one hand, glanced at Xiao Fang, and said with a faint smile, "What do you want to say?"
"It's nothing, it's just that we haven't seen her for so long, and we're a little unaccustomed to it. Many elderly people have been asking about her..."
"She'll never come again..."
"Who said I won't come again?" As a crisp, sweet voice rang out, a beautiful figure walked in through the door.
Jiang was dressed in a fiery red fitted dress, as vibrant and eye-catching as a burning flame. Her high ponytail swayed slightly behind her head with her movements, and the bright red color made her skin appear even whiter than snow, which made Xu Muyao feel somewhat dazzled.
Xiao Fang, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed. Handsome men and beautiful women are the most pleasing to the eye; who wouldn't love to look?
"Wow~ Jiang Ye, you're so beautiful!" Xiao Fang walked up to her with shining eyes and circled around her.
"Thank you for the compliment." Jiang smiled. "I'm here as a guest today. As usual, I'll sit at the same table, and the tea and snacks will be the same as before."
"Alright, you wait."
After Xiao Fang left, Xu Muyao seemed to be still in a daze, staring straight at the dazzling and beautiful woman in front of him.
Until their gazes met those big, watery doe eyes in the air.
"It's been a week, have you missed me?" Jiang Ye asked playfully as she parted her lips.
Compared to Jiang Ye's composure, Xu Muyao seemed a little flustered. He quickly looked away and coughed lightly, "Didn't I tell you not to come?"
"Can't I even patronize your business as a customer? Brother Xu, you can't do business like this. Why turn your back on money?" Jiang Ye raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes full of cunning.
Xu Muyao was speechless and had no reply.
As soon as Jiang appeared in the store, she immediately attracted everyone's amazed attention.
She was very approachable and immediately began chatting with her old acquaintances. Before long, they were having a pleasant conversation, filled with laughter.
Aunt Zhao held her hand tightly, her face full of joy, "Xiao Ye, it's been so long, you've become more and more beautiful."
"Aunt Zhao, it's only been a week since I last saw you, but you look even better than before."
Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhao immediately touched her face and beamed with joy.
Jiang is quite adept at making polite conversation.
"By the way, how did your chat with my grandson Youlin go?"
Jiang paused slightly, a faint smile on her lips, and said softly, "Hmm, not bad, not bad."
In fact, they haven't exchanged a single greeting since they added each other on WeChat, but that suited her just fine, to avoid causing herself unnecessary trouble.
"That's good. I was worried you two wouldn't get along."
Jiang pursed her lips slightly, said nothing, but smiled, her eyes glancing at the front desk from time to time.
Xu Muyao's face was half-hidden behind the counter, making it impossible to see his facial expression.
She leaned lazily against the chair, picked up her teacup, and slowly blew the tea. The aroma of the tea wafted through the steam, and her pure and lovely face was half-hidden in the misty steam.
Her emotionless gaze seemed to fall almost imperceptibly on the man in the direction of the reception desk.
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she returned home dejected and locked herself in her room for several days.
Thinking of what Xu Muyao had said, her heart ached unbearably.
Seeing her like this, her uncle Ye Fusheng couldn't help but worry. So, during a break in the meal, he subtly asked her if she had encountered any difficulties recently.
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