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When Mama Ye regained her senses, she frowned at Ye Sijue and said, “Ah Jue, if you want to keep Xiaomeng, can’t you use a gentler method?”
Ye Sijue looked at Mu Xiaoxiao and said, “You should go back first. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”
He then said to Mo Xiaomeng, “Come with me. I have something to say to you.”
With that said, he pulled Mo Xiaomeng in the direction of the room.
Yang Zixuan looked like a forgotten figure as she stood in the corner and glared angrily at Mo Xiaomeng, as though she was trying to burn a hole in her.
Mu Xiaoxiao was shocked and wanted to rush forward to protect Mo Xiaomeng involuntarily. “Eh…”
Yin Shaojie grabbed onto her. “Alright, let them have their conversation. Xiaoxiao, let’s go home first.”
Beside them, Mama Ye sighed and said apologetically. “Sorry about that poor display. Ah, Jue probably couldn’t bear to let Xiaomeng leave.”
Yin Shaojie gave her a respectful nod. “Auntie Pei, we’ll be going first then. See you tomorrow.”
“Alright, take care.”
Yin Shaojie dragged Mu Xiaoxiao away and left.
Mu Xiaoxiao, annoyed, said, “Why did you take me away? You should have let me ask about what was going on between Annie and Sijue.”
“Relax, Sijue won’t hurt her.”
…
In the bedroom.
Mo Xiaomeng looked downcast. In front of her, Ye Sijue was regarding her deeply.
The pair stood there facing each other in silence.
Mo Xiaomeng didn’t like the atmosphere. She felt really stifled and uncomfortable.
Thus, her lips moved as she said, “Alright, I’ll sleep here tonight and tomorrow I’ll…”
“You’re not allowed to leave tomorrow either!” Ye Sijue said sharply.
“You —” Mo Xiaomeng lifted her head and stared at him. Displeased at his bossiness, she said, “What right do you have to prevent me from leaving? You and I are only… How do I put this… acquaintances by chance? Also, I came to China to look for Xiaoxiao. Now that we’ve met, isn’t it natural for me to stay with her?”
Frankly speaking, she had only known him for a few days. They couldn’t even be considered friends, right?
Ye Sijue knew that what she said was true, but he didn’t want her to leave.
His face looked heavy as he asked, “You seemed a little weird when we were eating. Did something happen?”
Mo Xiaomeng paused. She didn’t expect him to catch on to her emotions.
She had concealed her feelings. How did he see through that?
Ye Sijue saw her avert her gaze and frowned. His long and slender fingers lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Tell me,” he repeated.
Mo Xiaomeng remembered his liking of Xiaoxiao and her eyes brimmed with unhappiness.
“Stop pinching me like that, it’s uncomfortable!” She tried to move away from his hand.
She had never been treated this way before, even when she was little. She felt as if she was under his control.
She didn’t like it.
“Look into my eyes.” Upon hearing that she was uncomfortable, Ye Sijue let go, but intensified the commanding tone in his voice.
I’ll look into your eyes then! Who’s afraid of you!
Mo Xiaomeng opened her eyes wide and met his gaze.
Ye Sijue looked at her heavily and said, “You were okay in the study… Were you unhappy because of Zixuan’s attitude towards you?”
Yang Zixuan’s hostility towards her was way too obvious.
Mo Xiaomeng shook her head. “No, she didn’t do anything to me. I’m really okay. It’s just that I’m happy I met Xiaoxiao, and I feel bad for intruding into your space.”
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The corner of Ye Sijue’s lip curled down.
Her gaze looked guilty no matter how she shifted it and she called this okay?
“Are you going to tell me or not?” he asked coldly.
Mo Xiaomeng paused.
A little frustrated, she glared at him, “What do you want me to say? You’re really bossy, you know that? We’re nothing to each other, and we’ve only known each other for a few days. What right do you have to treat me like this?”
Ye Sijue’s gaze was heavy. “Continue.”
Their interaction had been so positive in the room previously, but now she looked like she disliked him deeply.
Mo Xiaomeng thought for a while.
That’s right. They didn’t have a special relationship. He had… played her. Why should she bear it in silence? She should expose him and give him a scolding to vent her anger.
Mo Xiaomeng inhaled deeply. With both hands on her hips, she rebuked him angrily, “Why did you do such intimate things with me when you obviously like Xiaoxiao? Do you think I’m a loose woman? Let me tell you that I’m not! I don’t like to play such games, and I’m making it clear to you. Happy now?”
He would let her go after all that she had revealed, right?
The gears in Ye Sijue’s head turned and he understood things now.
No wonder.
Her expression had been weird ever since he walked into the living room, as if she had been angry. He had originally thought that she was feeling shy, but it seemed like his intuition was right now.
He said frankly, “Were you outside the study eavesdropping on my conversation with my mom?”
Mo Xiaomeng crossed her arms and admitted to it straightforwardly, “So what if I was?”
Ye Sijue smirked and walked closer to her. “Why didn’t you finish eavesdropping, then? You’re only having such nonsensical thoughts because you only heard half the conversation.”
What? What did he mean by nonsensical thoughts?
Mo Xiaomeng looked at him and realized that his expression had changed. It no longer looked fierce and was replaced with a joyful smile.
What kind of reaction was this?
Suddenly, Mo Xiaomeng was unable to understand him.
Why was he smiling when she had exposed the fact that he liked Xiaoxiao?
Ye Sijue seemed to see through her thoughts as he looked into her eyes. He said, a little helplessly, “If you heard it, you should have known that my mom was the one who said I liked Xiaoxiao, not me. If you heard what I had said after that, you’d have known that I don’t like Xiaoxiao the way you think I do.”
“You don’t like Xiaoxiao the way I think you do? Doesn’t that still mean… that you like Xiaoxiao?” Mo Xiaomeng said.
Ye Sijue pinched his forehead as though he had a headache. “Why do you girls like to find fault with word choices? Do you want me to say that I don’t like Xiaoxiao? I’ve known her since we were little and we have a good relationship, but I only like her as a friend. That doesn’t count as liking her romantically, right?”
He didn’t really have many friends in his circle. He had only Yin Shaojie, Xiaoxiao and a few others as friends and thus treasured them. Was there a problem with that?
Mo Xiaomeng pouted as she mumbled, “Then… you really don’t have feelings for Xiaoxiao? Romantic feelings.”
“No,” Ye Sijue replied.
Mo Xiaomeng looked into his eyes. She was still confused, but she could see his earnestness from his eyes and thus trusted his words a little more.
Her heart, which had previously felt stifled, now felt more relaxed.
Ye Sijue smiled as he reached out his large hand and cupped her cheek with it. His devilishly gorgeous face leaned in and his warm, masculine aura enveloped her face.
