"Sorry, I never eat dessert after dinner time."
Seeing that Cui Shiwan and Lou Junxuan were both looking at her, Xiang Wan added, "I don't like cake either."
Indeed, the original owner of this body once said that he loved desserts because they tasted like his mother's cooking. But since leaving the Lou family, he had forcibly changed this fondness. Because whenever he thought of cakes, he would think of his own mother's life, wasted because of Lou Jing. He felt sorry for her, and this, combined with his hatred for Lou Jing, made him unwilling to recall the days and nights he had endured with his mother. Yet, time and again, Lou Junxuan offered warmth when his hatred reached its peak. The complex, unspeakable bitterness within this was something that even desserts could not mask.
Since it can't be covered up, why eat it?
The DSLR camera clicked away as Xiang Wan pushed the cake back in front of Lou Junxuan.
"If you don't eat, I will. I'm hungry anyway."
Lou Junxuan picked up the spoon without hesitation and ate all the desserts on the table, bit by bit.
Lou Junxuan's stomach gradually filled up, even feeling a bit bloated, but his heart felt unbearably empty.
No matter how sweet the dessert is, it can't make up for the bitterness in my heart.
Even the only hobby he knew had been overturned. Lou Junxuan felt that what he was eating was not cake, but poison, poison that wanted to imprison and bind him.
He's really crazy, how could he have such a strong impulse!
We can't rush it, we have to take it slowly.
Barely suppressing the rising desire in his heart, Lou Junxuan put the spoon aside, took out a napkin to wipe his mouth, and said, "It's late, I won't keep you company any longer."
He got up, paid the bill, and left—quick and efficient.
Lou Junxuan didn't look in this direction again. He was afraid that if he turned around and saw Xiang Wan and Cui Shiwan interacting, he wouldn't be able to resist forcefully taking them away.
Cui Shiwan and Xiang Wan exchanged glances, finding Lou Junxuan's behavior somewhat impolite.
“There’s still time. Miss Wan, where would you like to go? I’ll accompany you,” Xiang Wan said politely.
"Kevin, aren't you tired of wearing a mask all the time?" Cui Shiwan murmured, gazing at the night sky.
"This is my job, and dedication is a virtue," Xiang Wan said calmly.
"What a pity. I thought we could have a future." Cui Shiwan said meaningfully.
"If I weren't Kevin, and you weren't Miss Wan, do you think there would be any possibility between us?" Xiang Wan asked rhetorically.
Cui Shiwan smiled and said, "Guess!"
Xiang Wan smiled too.
In the following days, Xiang Wan continued to practice fighting during the day and spend her evenings with Cui Shiwan, either shopping, enjoying the night view, watching movies, or going to the amusement park to ride thrilling rides, as if they were truly a couple deeply in love.
At least, that's how they appear to outsiders.
When Xiang Wan received a call from Cui Shiwan asking her to accompany her to a cocktail party held in the Grand Hall, she knew that the last night was a trap that Cui Shiwan had prepared for her.
The show is about to begin; it's time for the demons and monsters to make their appearance. Xiang Wan was secretly looking forward to it.
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