Xia Che didn't take this gratitude seriously.
Hey buddy, stop being so polite.
As long as Chu Yuying can have a proper relationship with Yuexiong and avoid falling into Li Junyang's trap, that's better than anything else for him!
"Pah, you really are someone who makes it impossible for anyone to feel even a little bit of gratitude."
Chu Yuying stuck out her little tongue, completely baffled as to where Xia Che had learned such a cheeky attitude.
He's clearly a high school student, yet he owns a house in a luxury neighborhood. This guy must be a rich kid, right?
But his loser vibe was so strong that Chu Yuying simply couldn't associate him with a rich guy...
"Alright, just sign here. Keep one copy for yourself, and put the other one in the cabinet. I'm hungry, I'm going out to get something to eat."
Xia Che waved his hand; he hadn't forgotten that he still had to go find Cigarette Scar in the morning.
I don’t know what that heartless old man said to him. Sigh… In Xia Che’s opinion, no matter how many mushy words are said or how sincere the feelings are, nothing is more practical than giving him a little extra living expenses.
"good……"
Chu Yuying nodded obediently, thinking to herself that this guy was indeed a scoundrel. It wasn't the weekend, yet he didn't go to class. Judging from his appearance, it didn't seem like he had asked for leave in advance like she had.
"Oh, right, there's one more question."
Seeing that Xia Che was about to leave, Chu Yuying suddenly remembered something and quickly called out to him.
"What?"
Xia Che turned around and raised an eyebrow.
Where does this girl get so many questions? Is she Baidu?
"Why were you silent just now? Was it because it was difficult for me to stay?"
Chu Yuying looked down at her toes, her little toes, encased in white socks, flicking up and down, somewhat absent-minded, but her ears were perked up, clearly concerned about the answer Xia Che was about to give.
"Hmm... well..."
Xia Che thought for a moment, then leaned on the door frame and asked with a smile, "Are you sure you want to know?"
"Um."
Chu Yuying nodded seriously.
"Because you seem too naive, like a sensible child who doesn't fight or compete. But children shouldn't be too sensible; being unreasonable is in their nature. If such a sensible child really appears, there's only one answer: she has lost too much, so much that she's become numb and doesn't care about anything."
"You took the day off today, right? I suggest you go and have a good chat with Brother Yue later. He's a painter, which is quite rare. You should be able to find a lot of interesting things there. I don't know how long you took the day off, but I suggest you take the whole day off and don't go in the afternoon."
"I've rambled on quite a bit without realizing it, but the real reason can be summed up in just one sentence..."
Xia Che touched his nose, then waved and turned to leave.
"You looked like you were about to break."
The words floated in the air, appearing so ethereal, elusive, and intangible under the open door and the sunlight streaming in.
But it instantly filled the emptiness in Chu Yuying's heart that was feeling somewhat lost.
It felt like a touch of warmth in the dead of winter, welling up from the bottom of my heart.
Chu Yuying was stunned. She stood there for a long time, and when she came to her senses, Xia Che had already left. She blinked, and a strange look suddenly appeared in her red eyes.
The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, then the smile widened, and a genuine smile appeared on Chu Yuying's lips.
It's breathtakingly beautiful.
"Thank you, Little Yellow Hair."
She murmured, as if talking to herself.
...
When Xia Che arrived at the place Ning Zheyuan had arranged to meet, Ning Zheyuan was already there.
As Xia Che entered the coffee shop, his eyes lit up when he saw the maids dressed in various maid outfits.
I was feeling a bit sleepy and in a bad mood, and I was thinking of finding an opportunity to scold Ning Zheyuan. Why did he have to ask me to meet him in the morning? I'm getting old and don't need to sleep much, so I shouldn't bother a young guy like him.
But now that I look at him, who said Ning Zheyuan was old? Ning Zheyuan is amazing!
How do you know how to find a good spot?
"A fairyland..."
Xia Che's eyes darted around, his gaze seemingly glued to the legs of the maids carrying trays. These maids were amazing; what attracted Xia Che the most was that almost none of them had bare legs—they were all wearing stockings of various colors.
Xia Che is a leg fetishist. For him, bare legs are too unattractive; they only look good when they're wearing stockings or pantyhose. Of course, garter stockings are the ultimate choice.
"Young Master!"
Suddenly, a surprised and rough voice interrupted Xia Che's reverie. Noticing the curious gazes that instantly fell upon him because of the exclamation, Xia Che couldn't help but crease his forehead.
He retracted his previous statement.
That old man is such a killjoy...
"How many times have I told you not to call me 'Young Master' in public... Just because you're shameless doesn't mean I'm as shameless as you!"
Xia Che pulled out a chair with a dark face and sat down opposite Ning Zheyuan, speaking in an unfriendly tone.
"I've finally met you, young master. Ah... this old servant is so excited that I can't contain myself, that's why I called out."
Tears welled up in Ning Zheyuan's eyes: "Young Master, you have no idea how much this old servant has missed you. Ever since you chose to stay in Jiang City alone, I've worried about you every day, unable to eat or sleep, worrying about whether you can take care of yourself, whether you're eating on time, whether you've bumped or hurt yourself..."
"Stop, stop, hold on! Okay, okay, did I choose this myself? It's still that old hag who doesn't want me anymore, preferring to take her daughter abroad and live a wonderful life as a family of three rather than take me with her?"
Xia Che waved his hand, signaling the other person to shut up: "Also, if you really care about me, then send me some money every month. Money is what matters; everything else is just fluff."
Upon hearing this, Ning Zheyuan immediately wilted. Although he was over fifty years old and possessed an imposing presence when he was stern, his current demeanor, looking like a wronged young wife, made him appear utterly pathetic: "Young Master, you know, Master instructed me not to secretly give you money. That was Master's order..."
Ning Zheyuan felt wronged as well, and he didn't dare to ask what had happened between the father and son. But after all, he was the Xia family's black glove and a member of the Xia family. Faced with the Xia family head's words, even if Ning Zheyuan had ten thousand times the courage, he wouldn't dare to disobey the master's orders.
"Alright, stop making that face. It's pleasing to the eye on a beautiful woman, but on your face, it just disgusts me. This isn't your fault, it's all that old man's fault."
Xia Che clearly didn't want to delve into this matter, and waved his hand, saying, "However, I do have something I want to ask you."
"Young Master, please ask! I will answer everything I know to the best of my ability!"
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