C59 (1/2)

”So what if she hates you?” A tall and straight figure stood behind Chu Yu against the light, and even without turning his head, he could feel the unique biting cold aura around his body.

After Xiang Qicheng finished speaking, he immediately pulled open the chair and sat down, his hand covering the back of Chu Yu's slightly cold hand, a crafty expression on his face.

”Mr. Xiang, you're awake?” Chu Yu slightly struggled free from his hand, but was held even tighter by him, and could only give up.

Xiang Qicheng curled her lips. ”It's all thanks to you cooking the sour plum soup.”

He woke up in the morning and searched the entire room for Chu Yu. When he didn't see anyone, he went into her room and opened the wardrobe. After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he saw a bowl of sour plum soup on the table along with a sticky note underneath. He couldn't help but feel his heart warm up.

Chu Jingnian, who was seated opposite him, was stunned when he heard the two's conversation. He glanced at their hands that were holding each other, and the scene pierced into his heart like needles.

”In my opinion, no matter how untactful a person is, he should be able to understand his own unusualness at this moment. Are you right, Chu Jingnian? ” Xiang Qicheng swept a glance at him with a deep gaze, his expression calm.

Chu Yu looked at the man beside her with a puzzled expression. She didn't know why, but she kept having the feeling that Xiang Qicheng was very hostile to her.

Chu Jingnian's face turned white, and he laughed at himself as he nodded his head: ”Got it.”

”Bye!” Before he could even finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Xiang Qicheng. A light smile suffused across his lips, and he did not conceal his sarcasm in the slightest.

After lunch, the streets were filled with the smell of heat. The tarmac was so hot that the eggs could be cooked. Fortunately, Chu Yu was in Xiang Qicheng's car. With the good insulation glass and the air conditioning, he wouldn't be able to feel the heat outside if he drove it to its maximum.

”What time is the afternoon class?” Xiang Qicheng leaned on the leather chair and squinted his eyes. Maybe it was because he was drunk last night, but when he woke up this morning, he felt sore all over his waist and back, and all his joints seemed to have broken down.

Chu Yu sucked on the juice in his glass: ”2.30.” Shaking the cup, the sound of ice cubes colliding could be heard. He took a deep breath and the juicy fruits on his face burst open between his lips. His pale cheeks were covered in powder and sweat dripped from the tip of his nose.

Xiang Qicheng opened his eyes, seeing her like this, he wanted to tease her: ”Give me a drink.”

”You said you didn't want to just now.” Chu Yu shook his head in refusal. Giving him something he had drank before, if he continued drinking, wouldn't that just be an indirect kiss? Moreover, he had asked him when they bought just now. He had expressed that he wasn't going to drink it, but now he was asking for it? No way!

Ah!” A short and urgent shout echoed in the small car. Xiang Xi Cheng grabbed the juice from Chu Lian's hand and gulped it down. Then he gave it back to her and sat back down with a proud expression. He was in a good mood.

Chu Yu curled his lips with the remaining half of the fruit juice in his hand. He wanted to cry, but no tears would come out.

Suddenly, the phone on the car seat rang. The caller's name kept jumping up and down on the screen. Chu Yu handed the phone over to Xiang Qicheng, and suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the name jumping on the screen: Helian Di.

His heart trembled slightly, and he immediately threw his phone towards Xiang Qicheng as though he had met a hot potato: ”Phone.” He then deliberately turned his face to look out of the window, biting the straw in his mouth. His expression was pensive.

On the other side of the phone, Helian Di's sweet voice continued to speak nonstop. Chu Yu was completely not in the mood to listen to her.