Chapter Sixty-Seven
Who doesn't like to be praised?
Faced with their praise, Jiang You felt an indescribable shyness and embarrassment.
"It suits you very well, you look beautiful," Xu Yan commented with a light laugh.
Jiang You got into the car and immediately shook his head, wanting to say no, no, but Xu Yan didn't give him a chance to speak. She used professional terminology to explain why it was suitable, what made it look good, and what clothes he should buy in the future to suit him best.
As the car drove along the road, Jiang You clasped his hands together and placed them on his lap.
She had a lining in the camisole, so she didn't need to wear a bra, but even with a see-through dress on top, she still felt unsafe.
Despite his initial discomfort, Jiang You gained considerable confidence after receiving positive responses from the three men.
After dinner, the group returned to the villa they had visited that morning.
Lu Shi'an, Xue Yunjiang, and You sat on the carpet, while Xu Yan sat on the sofa. They sat around a round table and started playing cards.
I don't know if she was really stupid or just unlucky, but she lost eight out of ten times, and her teammates, the farmers, suffered the same fate.
"Jiang You, we're on the same team. Didn't you see I only have two cards left? Why didn't you let me play the two lowest cards?" Xu Yan exuded arrogance and domineering attitude.
During the debriefing, everyone was very enthusiastic.
Jiang You lowered his head guiltily: "My lowest pair is the Queen."
"Why didn't you play your pair of queens earlier? If you had, I wouldn't have had to break up that straight, and we would have won."
"I want to stay a while," Jiang You said, knowing he was in the wrong. "This time, I'll be the one to accept the punishment."
Landlord Xue Yun nodded: "Alright, truth or dare?"
"Truth or Dare," she firmly chose truth or dare. Their truths were too terrifying. At most, she could only drink bitter melon juice and eat lemons.
As the landlord Xue Yun pondered, a beam of light shone through the French windows and swept across the hall—it was a car headlight.
Lu Shi'an leaned against the edge of the sofa, glanced at Jiang Youyan, and said casually, "Is it Brother Xia who's back?"
"I've got it!" Xue Yun's eyes lit up. "Sister-in-law, you do this: stand at the door, and as soon as Brother Xia walks in, hug him around the waist and say affectionately, 'I love you!'"
Jiang You: "..."
Lu Shi'an frowned. The request wasn't unreasonable, so he didn't want to interrupt.
Jiang You glanced at Xue Yun, whose face was covered in turtle drawings, then at Xu Yan, whose face was covered in notes, and then at Lu Shi'an, who was telling the truth on the phone and had almost offended all his friends.
She's a ruthless person who can take a gamble, so she has no reason to refuse. It's just saying "I love you," isn't it? It's not like she hasn't said it before. She's going all in.
Outside, Xia Yan, who had gotten out of the car and was following behind her brother, couldn't help but remind him, "Brother, don't scare Youyou..."
Xia Bei walked with a steady and powerful gait; the clattering sound of his leather shoes on the road carried a hint of danger.
He parted his thin lips slightly: "Don't worry, I need to see it first so I can say good things to my parents, right?"
After saying that, she tilted her head slightly and glanced at Xia Yan with her peach blossom eyes, which were the same shape as hers: "You look so anxious and insecure, it's not like you at all."
What kind of person is Xia Yan? Although he is naturally cold, he watches anime, movies, comics, and TV series, and plays games, skiing, bungee jumping, and mountain climbing. He is also very adept at interpersonal relationships and everything else.
But now he's indecisive, nagging, and dragging his feet, completely unlike his former self.
Xia Yan paused, a gentle smile appearing on her lips: "Brother, you'll understand when you have someone you like in the future."
I wish I could hang it on my waist every day, only feeling at ease when it's right in front of me.
The three people inside the house were unaware that Xia Yan's brother was coming. Jiang You had a message from Xia Yan on her phone, but she was engrossed in playing Dou Dizhu (a card game) and didn't see it.
At this moment, the girl was standing by the door, and Xu Yan, Xue Yunlu, and Shi An in the hall were looking in her direction.
Xia Bei rang the doorbell, and the door opened from the inside. Before he could do anything, a figure rushed over and hugged his waist.
His brows furrowed instantly, but when he saw the top of the girl's head, his brows relaxed quietly.
He rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt to his elbows, revealing his strong forearms, and gently supported the girl's waist, allowing her to hold him securely.
Jiang You buried her head in the man's clothes, and the scent was not the familiar fruity fragrance, but an unfamiliar, natural, and elegant aroma.
Did you change your perfume?
She raised her head and said tenderly, "I love..."
Halfway through his sentence, his gaze met that of a clear, shallow pupil through the lens.
Jiang You suddenly stopped, his mind went blank.
Who is this?
Before she could react, someone grabbed her by the back of her collar and pulled her away.
Turning my head, I saw Xia Yan.
He tilted his head slightly, his amber eyes staring directly into her dark ones, his words laced with a hint of gritted teeth: "What are you doing?"
She's not usually this attentive; it's always him who takes the initiative.
No wonder he reacted so strongly; his girlfriend was hugging another man and he was still saying "I love you."
I felt terrible. Only when I was really rough with him would Youyou cry and say that she liked him.
"I'm sorry, I... that..." Jiang You's face turned bright red. She was already afraid of losing face, and now she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
Just then, she saw the three people by the sofa, and her previously chaotic mind finally found its anchor. Without thinking, she blurted out, "It's Xue Yun, he told me to hold him..."
Xia Yan felt extremely cold, his eyes narrowed, gleaming with a ghostly fire, as he glanced at Xue Yun.
"My goodness, you're going to kill me! I didn't ask you to hug Xia Bei! Hey, it's not like that, it was all an accident!" Xue Yun was terrified. Even if he had a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare to instigate his sister-in-law to hug another man!
Moreover, this man is Xia Yan's brother.
He stammered as he recounted the whole story.
“That’s how it is,” Xue Yun said, his face covered with several black turtle-like marks, looking aggrieved.
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