Chapter 34 Chapter 34 Miss Xi, you are wet
The room's minimalist design, a mix of black and white, was stunning upon opening the door. The space was spacious, allowing for a panoramic view of everything: a large bed, a desk, a small sofa, and a terrace.
Although there are few items, traces of life can be seen everywhere. There are four or five books written entirely in English piled up at the bedside; the pile of documents on the desk is weighed down by a transparent paperweight, and the evening breeze blowing in from the floor-to-ceiling windows lifts up the papers; there is a gray blanket on the sofa.
The inexplicable fear I had just felt in the corridor was dispelled by the familiar smell in the room.
Xi Tong, feeling dizzy, looked around the room, and Yu Sixie followed closely behind her to prevent her from falling.
After looking around and not seeing any trace of a woman, Xi Tong threw herself on the small sofa by the windowsill with satisfaction, threw off the suit jacket that had been uncomfortable for a long time, revealing the black bra underneath, without paying any attention to Yu Sixie who was standing in front of her.
She rolled up the gray blanket and wrapped it around herself, curling up into a ball. She lifted the corner of the blanket to cover her nose and sniffed, leaving only her watery eyes exposed.
The reassuring scent of the man was overwhelming.
Yu Sixie looked at Xi Tong, who was curled up on the sofa, lovingly. "Don't you want to take a shower before going to bed?"
"No," the person who wrapped himself into a plush ball pouted, still maintaining the posture when he just lay down, but staring at Yu Sixie with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
The man who had experienced so much and had become somewhat wiser did not pick her up and do that blissful thing like before. Instead, he pulled out a chair next to the desk, sat down silently, looked at her quietly, and waited for her to speak.
Xitong's hands gripping the blanket tightened slightly, and the corners of her mouth hidden behind the blanket raised.
"Explain this?"
Curiosity eventually overcame the little pride in her heart. She didn't want to wait for him to speak because the waiting time was too long.
Having anticipated Xi Tong's question, Yu Sixie explained without reservation, "I moved after breaking up with you. I found a house with my parents at the time. I was surprised to see this."
How could there be two places in the world that are so similar?
After talking with the seller, he learned that the hot spring hotel here was opened at the beginning of this century and closed down six years ago. In addition to Beijing, there is another one in a coastal county town.
Both hotels share the same design.
So what Yu Sixie and Xi Tong accidentally found in the mountains was another abandoned hot spring hotel.
After figuring out the whole story, he laughed at himself, wondering how could such a coincidence happen.
I don't know what was going on in his mind, but he, who had clearly decided that he would never have any contact with Xitong again, persuaded his parents to choose this piece of land and renovated the backyard to restore it to the appearance she had described.
At first, his parents did not understand his behavior, but after it was completed, they invited many business partners to a banquet, and everyone who came praised the Yu family's new mansion.
It even attracted artists who specialize in photographing designer houses.
The artist interviewed him after the shoot, "Mr. Yu, what inspired you to design such a unique backyard?"
"This is not my inspiration, but an idea from an old friend." Yu Sixie stood under the big banyan tree and looked up at the pale yellow moon hanging under the branches.
The world in Xitong's eyes is much more beautiful than the real world.
He asked the former hotel owner for photos of the hot spring hotel when it was still in operation. It can be said that it was very different from what Xitong imagined after seeing the abandoned hotel.
The artist is keenly aware of the sense of story in the eyes of this young heir to the group.
"Could you please tell me who this old friend is?"
Yu Sixie did not answer the artist's question again.
Looking at the familiar scenery reappearing, he just felt so regretful. He regretted that he had always been immersed in his own world and ignored her all those years.
What do you see in those eyes that sometimes smile and sometimes remain silent?
What kind of person is this person whom he was once certain he would love forever?
He always felt that since he had made a choice, there was no need to ask why.
Now he realizes that he was wrong and has already lost her.
"I'm a person who always feels indebted when I think about it."
When the artist packed up his camera and prepared to leave, Yu Sixie said something and left without waiting for the artist to ask further questions. There were still many things waiting for him to deal with.
…
"Oh, I see."
Xitong lowered her eyes, feeling a little sad. It turned out to be a chain of hot spring hotels. No wonder they looked so similar. She thought he built it for her.
He probably didn't listen to her back then. He was only thinking about going back to the hotel to do his job. How could he possibly build a similar building for her wild fantasy?
Xi Tong pulled the blanket in anger, this time wrapping her head in it, turned over, and faced her back to Yu Sixie. The sound was muffled because of the blanket blocking her voice.
"And Magnolia Garden, what are you doing there?"
There was no way he didn't know that her biggest wish was to buy a house in Magnolia Garden. Such an obvious behavior... she couldn't understand it.
"What do you think?"
He asked back.
"How should I know?"
Stuffed in her blanket, Xitong felt a wave of heat all over her body. She was irritated, a sour feeling growing in her chest. She stopped talking and waited for him to leave. He would just brush these questions off tomorrow, as if nothing had happened.
"Because I miss you."
Yu Sixie's words were powerful.
"The backyard was built for you, too. There's an interview with you in the twelfth issue of New Home Weekly. If you don't believe me, you can go check it out."
"It's all because of you."
"Xitong, I regretted breaking up."
If Wen Yanming's appearance taught Yu Sixie anything, it must be that he should learn to speak up. It is not shameful to act coquettishly and seek credit appropriately. It is much better than doing it silently but being misunderstood.
"Xitong, can't you give me a chance?"
The huge room fell silent for a moment. Xi Tong, who had been talking non-stop, did not answer this question for a long time. Her heart beat faster because of Yu Sixie's explanation.
Just when Yu Sixie wanted to give up, she finally spoke.
"Okay, chase me."
"Chase?"
Men who are just beginning to understand things still need guidance.
"Well, I can't forget what happened in the past. The hurt can't be erased, but maybe I can cover it with new and beautiful memories."
Xi Tong explained patiently, and just when Yu Sixie was about to agree, she continued to add.
"While you're pursuing me, we won't have sex."
Who knows if his sex addiction has relapsed? This pervert can't be given any room to make further advances.
"What if you want me?"
The man's voice was full of grievance.
Facing Xitong who was lying on the sofa, she sneered. She knew that this man had bad intentions. Just as Xitong was secretly complaining, the blanket covering her lower body had been lifted by the man without her knowing when. By the time Xitong realized it, it was too late.
"Miss Xi, you're wet."
"Yu Sixie!!! How could you..." Her voice suddenly rose several degrees, "You're so perverted!"
The stars in the night sky illuminate this building as beautiful as a palace. Shameful sounds are heard from the open windows and doors. The night is still long.
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Despite the hangover and half of the night being ridiculous, Xitong woke up at around six o'clock the next day.
She did not wake up Yu Sixie but walked alone in the backyard, carefully looking at every corner of the courtyard. She still couldn't believe that this place was the result of her wild imagination.
The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
Xitong walked along the wall, not realizing that she had passed the backyard. In the early morning, the housekeeper and staff in the residence were busy preparing breakfast and the new day's work, and no one noticed her.
So, Xitong came face to face with Yu's father unexpectedly.
Yu Ping, who was watering the garden plants, smiled at Xi Tong, who was wearing Yu Sixie's pajamas. His head was smooth without a single hair.
Xitong looked at Yu Ping, not knowing how to address him.
In what capacity does she live here?
This was also the first time Xitong saw Yu Sixie's father in person, although she had seen many photos of him, both in newspapers and in photos given by Yu Sixie.
"Boss Xi."
Xitong was surprised by the way Yu Ping addressed her. She looked into Yu Ping's eyes which were exactly the same as Yu Sixie's. There was no disgust in them, but curiosity and appreciation.
This well-known tycoon in the business circle, a business celebrity who led the Lihe Group from a traditional family business to grow and develop, is so gentle and humble.
"Just treat this place as your own home. If you need anything, just tell the housekeeper."
"I wonder if President Xi would be so kind as to have breakfast with an old man like me to discuss the internet hospital projects in Lihe and Haicheng, W City. I have a few case studies from Beijing City that I think President Xi would be very interested in."
Xitong immediately accepted Yu Ping's invitation.
She acted calm and composed, but was still a little surprised. She naturally knew that meeting Yu's father and mother was inevitable, and even if she kept using the back door, the day would come when they would meet.
But she never thought that they would get along in this way.
At the dinner table, Yu Ping kept talking to her about work, and never mentioned her family or what happened between her and Yu Sixie. Xitong could feel the respect that Yu's father had for her.
In the eyes of this old man, she is an excellent founder of a group. He doesn't care about her origin and background, or what happened in her past.
Breakfast time passed quickly.
Xitong and Yu's father had a very pleasant conversation. Perhaps because they both had experience in saving the company from crisis and the habit of always planning for the future in advance, the two of them simply couldn't stop.
Yu Ping patted Xi Tong's shoulder and said, "I wish Yu Sixie had half of your wealth. The money your parents left you was right..."
Knowing that she could not compare with Yu Sixie, who was educated in the business world since childhood, Xitong was about to thank Yu's father for his praise, but Yu Ping's careless words made her confused.
"The money my parents left me?"
Realizing he had let something slip, Yu Ping quickly changed the subject. "I'm old and my words are a little off, but actually, my brother left a legacy to his daughter before he passed away. I hope this girl can be as successful as you in the future after receiving the money."
Xi Tong didn't think much about it. How could Yu's father and mother be related to her parents who had passed away long ago?
When Yu Sixie woke up, Xitong was nowhere to be found.
She won't be angry and leave, right?
Yu's mother, who was sitting in the living room watching a variety show, said leisurely, "Your father took him to the company early this morning. The two of them chatted all morning. I've never seen your father so happy."
"Yu Sixie, you better be careful. Your father might just take this girl in as his goddaughter if he's happy. Then you two..."
Before Yu's mother finished speaking, Yu Sixie turned and left. A few minutes later, a white Panamera drove out from the back door.
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