25 Crescent Pendan (1/2)

They were eating their meal in an ordinary fashion, but Ye Xiong was uncharacteristically quiet. He did not make any of his usual quips.

Du Yuehua had been worried about undesirable events happening as they were the only ones in the house and were of opposite genders. Had Ye Xiong truly pounced on her during the course of the meal, she would be at a loss about what to do. Unexpectedly, however, Ye Xiong had taken his leave the moment he finished his meal.

For some reason, seeing the carefree Ye Xiong acting like a completely different person had caused Du Yuehua's heart to ache.

'There's definitely a bunch of secrets lying deep down within this man's heart.'

”Ye Xiong, did my words offend you?” Du Yuehua probed.

Ye Xiong turned to look at Du Yuehua, his eyes filled with sorrow. However, just as Du Yuehua was about to console him, he suddenly wheezed with laughter.

”How's that, Sister Hua? Isn't my acting brilliant?”

”You were acting earlier?” Du Yuehua's face took on a dark shade.

'The b*stard! I was worried about him, and yet he was only acting?'

”How else can I test your concern towards me if not by acting?” Ye Xiong was flashing a delighted smile as he suddenly walked in front of Du Yuehua. He said mischievously with a smile, ”After some thorough analysis, I've finally determined that Sister Hua is indeed concerned about me.”

”I'm just afraid that no one will be able to help out at work once you're gone.” Du Yuehua rolled her eyes at him as she spitefully spat the words out.

”Sister Hua, since I managed to settle the contract, isn't it high time for you to fulfill your end of the bargain?”

”What bargain? I don't seem to remember any.” Du Yuehua avoided Ye Xiong's gaze.

”You promised me that you'd give me a kiss if I manage to pick up this client.”

Du Yuehua's face turned beet red as she scoffed, ”In what world did that happen? I've never made a promise like that before.”

A mere instant after she had completed her sentence, Ye Xiong suddenly dug out his phone and played a short recording.

”Alright, I'm going to head out then. Remember our promise alright, I'd better get that kiss when you lose.”

”Whatever. Just hurry up and leave. You're running out of time.”

With a mischievous grin still hanging on his face, Ye Xiong declared, ”You can't rebut this, right?”

Du Yuehua was truly speechless. She had not expected Ye Xiong to be this despicable, going as far as to record their conversation as evidence. This time, she truly was not able to deny his claim

”You can go back on your promise if you want. Women that are able to keep their promises are few and far between nowadays,” Ye Xiong sighed.

”When did I say I'd renege on my promise?” Du Yuehua was so embarrassed that she began to panic. She then added, ”Things haven't even been decided yet. It's not like the contract's already been signed!”

”Then we'll continue this conversation once the deed is done,” Ye Xiong giggled.

Upon stepping out of the house, Ye Xiong's expression sank yet again.

He had originally thought that he had already buried the memories of his past comrades, but now, it seemed that it was impossible to do so.

He was in a sour mood, and as such, he sped his car directly towards the most luxurious bar within the city.

In moments like these, alcohol had proven itself to be the best treatment. As for his agreement with Yang Xinyi, he had already long forgotten them.

After he had finished drowning his sorrows in alcohol, he took a look at the time and realized that it was almost half-past eleven. Thus, he started to drive back home. Yang Xinyi had already drilled it into him to be home before midnight, as arriving any later would result in him being forbidden from entering the house.

By the time Ye Xiong had parked his car and entered the house, the time was exactly one minute before midnight.

He turned on the lights to the living room and was about to get some shut-eye back in his room when suddenly, he noticed an icy-cold figure sitting on the sofa. She sat as still as a frozen mountain and did not utter a single word upon his return.

”Eleven fifty-nine. I'm not late, right?” Ye Xiong joked as he plopped himself onto the sofa.

Besieged by the heavy odor of alcohol, Yang Xinyi furrowed her brows. She furiously chastised, ”Have you been drinking?”

”Alcohol is a necessity in meetings. Why wouldn't I be drinking?” Ye Xiong audaciously set his sights onto her slender, fragrant frame, and chuckled, ”My dear wife, have you been thinking about me? After all, you're still awake in the dead of the night.”