In the end, nothing happened between the two of them.
Meng Xiyue had a strong reason: Xia Yuan’s brother, Xia Ke, was still at home.
To avoid unnecessary awkwardness, Xia Yuan had no choice but to give up, but she still bit down hard on Meng Xiyue’s neck in frustration.
Who could resist the sight of faint blue veins spreading across Meng Xiyue’s long, snow-white neck under the light? The interplay of blue and white, under the incandescent glow, wove a captivating allure.
And then there was that cold, aloof face.
Two words.
Irresistible.
After biting, Xia Yuan provocatively licked the spot with her tongue, keenly noticing that Meng Xiyue’s breath had momentarily quickened.
Her fingers slid down from Meng Xiyue’s shoulder to her chest, feeling the rapid heartbeat of the other, her enchanting eyes glimmering with mischief as she teased, “Tomorrow, are you ready, Meng Xiyue?”
She even winked at her after saying that.
Meng Xiyue lowered her gaze, her deep-set eyes frighteningly intense. She grasped Xia Yuan’s fingers resting on her chest, intertwining them, and led her to the bedside.
In a succinct manner, her voice slightly hoarse, she said, “Sleep.”
Serious and profound.
Xia Yuan didn’t dare to act recklessly, obediently lying down, her limbs spread out, blinking as she looked at Meng Xiyue.
Her expression remained unchanged.
Once Meng Xiyue settled down, she turned off the light in an instant, and Xia Yuan leaned closer.
As soon as she got close, the warm air seeped through the cotton pajamas, and in the darkness, their hearts raced, each beat more urgent and passionate than the last.
Xia Yuan was taken aback, then couldn’t help but laugh.
In the dark, Meng Xiyue’s voice came, tinged with embarrassment and annoyance, “Silence, good night.”
Xia Yuan let out a soft hum, wrapping her arms around Meng Xiyue’s waist, rubbing her shoulder vigorously to wipe away the tears of laughter in her eyes.
With a voice full of mirth, she replied, “Good night.”
After a moment.
Xia Yuan spoke up, “Meng Xiyue, I really like you.”
In the darkness, Meng Xiyue’s eyelashes fluttered, and she softly responded, “Mm.”
…
Compared to the two who went to bed early, the heat of Xia Yuan coming out remained high, and the Weibo feud continued.
Xia Yuan’s new Weibo post boldly declared, “Mind your own business,” which attracted a wave of new fans.
Just because of those four words, combined with Xia Yuan’s angelic looks, she quickly gained supporters who began to help her retaliate against the foul-mouthed netizens.
A new round of insults began.
Xia Yuan’s hired online army blended in perfectly.
Xia Yuan’s agent, Lin Xin, stared at the situation on Weibo, utterly dumbfounded. The company hadn’t even taken action yet, and aside from the online army Xia Yuan had personally hired, there were already two groups helping to steer public opinion in her favor. One group was the online army hired by the Xia family. The other group naturally consisted of supporters of Xia Yuan’s public coming out, led by N.S’s president, Meng Xiyue.
Neither Lin Xin nor the company’s higher-ups had anticipated that Xia Yuan’s partner would be Meng Xiyue. The executives were momentarily flustered and immediately ordered Lin Xin to handle the situation. If this matter could be resolved satisfactorily, and as long as Xia Yuan was happy, wouldn’t the investments from the Xia family and collaborations with N.S continue to flow in?
Xia Yuan had clearly become their golden goose, and they were eager to pamper her. Lin Xin observed the online frenzy and realized they wouldn’t need to intervene. However, recalling the company’s instructions, she proceeded with the plan and arranged for the online army to take action.
……
Li Ting had just returned from a social event. Recently, he had been frequently interacting with the daughter of the Li family, who was nothing but a dimwit, gazing at him with infatuated and clingy eyes.
Suppressing his disgust, Li Ting endured the interaction for the sake of the company’s development. A marriage alliance was the least costly path and the fastest way to progress. Once standing at the top, he could not tolerate anyone looking down on him. What once belonged to him, he would always reclaim. With this mindset, Li Ting had remained patient until now.
Then, he received a call from Li Fu, the woman he had just been socializing with. Seeing the caller ID, Li Ting suppressed his revulsion and answered, “What is it?”
Li Fu didn’t mind Li Ting’s coldness and excitedly shared some gossip, “Hey, your former admirer, Xia Yuan, has come out.”
Li Ting was stunned for several seconds. “What did you say?”
Li Fu replied, “Xia Yuan has come out. I always knew she was domineering, but I didn’t expect her to be so bold, coming out to the entire internet. She’s even going to the U.S. to register for marriage tomorrow.”
Li Ting took a few seconds to digest the news, and the name Meng Xiyue flashed in his mind immediately.
“Who is it?”
Hearing the anger in Li Ting’s voice, Li Fu felt a bit displeased. However, thinking of Li Ting’s handsome face and perfect figure, she decided to play along, “I don’t know yet. What? Want to go back to her?”
Her words carried a hint of threat.
Li Ting, still processing the information, simply said, “I’m just concerned; after all, Xia Yuan is my sister.”
Sister?
Li Fu scoffed. That tone of accusation didn’t sound like concern at all, and she quickly lost interest in the conversation. After exchanging a few casual remarks, she went back to her gossip.
Li Ting hung up the phone, his face darkened as he immediately called Xia Yuan.
The phone was off.
He quickly called Xia Ke, but there was no answer.
It was no wonder Xia Ke didn’t pick up; after finally getting a day off, he must have gone to bed early.
*
The situation on Weibo was now completely unrelated to Xia Yuan. At that moment, she was on a flight heading to the U.S.
Of course, Meng Xiyue was also traveling with her.
First class.
Xia Yuan looked at Meng Xiyue sitting next to her, engrossed in a travel magazine, her delicate jawline forming a beautiful curve.
“Meng Xiyue, do you remember when we flew together back then? You barely paid any attention to me.”
As Meng Xiyue reminisced, she recalled that it was purely by chance that she ended up sitting next to Xia Yuan.
Just as she was about to speak, Xia Yuan interrupted her.
“You don’t need to say anything. I know you’re cold on the outside but warm on the inside. You must have been really happy sitting next to me back then.”
At that time, Meng Xiyue hadn’t felt happy; she only found it troublesome. She tilted her head to look at Xia Yuan, who was smiling sweetly, and replied, “Hmm.”
Xia Yuan tilted her face up, grinning, “Hey, luckily I’m smart and figured out you liked me early on. Otherwise, you might still be secretly in love with me now.”
That smile was like a cat that had just stolen a fish—sly yet adorable.
Unable to resist, Meng Xiyue lightly kissed Xia Yuan’s cheek, her gaze softening, “I’m glad to have you.”
Xia Yuan became even more smug, her good mood lasting all the way until they got off the plane.
13:35.
Xia Yuan updated her Weibo again.
Two photos of their marriage certificate from the United States, with sensitive information blurred out.
After posting, Xia Yuan didn’t even look at the comments. She put her phone away, intertwined her fingers with the person beside her, and smiled beautifully, “Meng Xiyue, happy wedding!”
Meng Xiyue responded with a lovely smile of her own, “Happy wedding.”
The two enjoyed a romantic lunch before heading to the hotel to rest.
“I’ll go take a shower first.”
After sitting on the plane for several hours, her muscles were stiff, and she needed a hot bath.
Xia Yuan was busy packing and didn’t look up, “Okay.”
Just as Meng Xiyue had filled the bathtub with hot water and was about to step in, the bathroom door was pushed open.
She looked up in surprise.
Then she froze.
She was completely naked, and the other person was equally bare.
Xia Yuan turned around to close the door and confidently swayed her hips as she approached, “Let’s go together.”
She stepped into the bathtub first, casually tossed her hair, and leaned on the edge of the tub, “Come in.”
In the hazy steam, Meng Xiyue’s exquisite features and fair body seemed to blush pink.
……
Kissing, gentle biting.
The other person’s long fingers rested on the side of the pillow, their thin lips brushing against her bare collarbone.
Xia Yuan looked up at Meng Xiyue, whose light-colored eyes were now filled with a dreamy emotion.
In the slow and deliberate movements of the other person, she found herself completely swept up in the rhythm.
…
When she woke up again, Meng Xiyue was sitting by the window, a laptop in front of her.
It seemed she was handling some work matters.
Xia Yuan huffed in displeasure, her voice dry and hoarse, realizing it was her own fault for getting flustered.
A glass of water was promptly handed to her, “Awake? Are you hungry?”
Xia Yuan took a sip of water to soothe her throat and began to act cute, “Meng Xiyue, I’m so tired.”
Tired and sore.
As soon as she said this, a playful look spread across Meng Xiyue’s face, unable to maintain her usual elegance.
She reached out and gently pressed on Xia Yuan’s waist, causing Xia Yuan to hum in comfort, half-closing her eyes to look at the dense red marks behind Meng Xiyue’s ear, her body inexplicably growing weak again.
It was during their intimate activities that Xia Yuan had accidentally discovered how sensitive Meng Xiyue’s ears were, and she had lost control for a moment.
That left Meng Xiyue unable to go out.
Xia Yuan felt the soreness in her body fade away, and she got up to stretch, “I’m hungry.”
Meng Xiyue immediately called for room service.
Xia Yuan squinted and leaned closer, “Meng Xiyue, how are you so thoughtful?”
Meng Xiyue ruffled her hair and smiled gently.
Xia Yuan instantly beamed and clung to her, “Now you’re mine, so you have to listen to me from now on.”
“Okay.”
Before long, the doorbell rang, and hotel staff pushed in a food cart, delivering the order before leaving.
As the door closed, they caught a glimpse of two beautiful, delicate Eastern girls chatting intimately by the floor-to-ceiling window.
Their brows and eyes shared the same gentle, affectionate warmth.
Silently sending them blessings in her heart, she closed the door.
Xia Yuan took a few bites of the food that had been brought in, and just as she picked up her phone, she saw dozens of messages and three missed calls from Ji Shi.
After a moment’s thought, she decided to call back.
Ji Shi answered the phone, “Finally willing to call me back. Responding at this hour, how intense!”
Xia Yuan showed no signs of embarrassment, “Of course, after all, it’s our honeymoon, and we’re like dry kindling.”
Ji Shi couldn’t help but laugh, “Be a little more reserved. Happy honeymoon!”
Xia Yuan happily replied, “I’ll bring you a gift when I come back.”
Ji Shi said, “Great! Everyone on Weibo is guessing who your other half is. When do you think they’ll figure it out?”
Xia Yuan shrugged nonchalantly, “Let them guess. I never intended to hide it.”
Ji Shi chuckled lightly, “Still as carefree as ever.”
After chatting for a while longer, they hung up, and Xia Yuan immediately opened her group chat with her girlfriends.
The conversation was already buzzing with excitement.
Everyone was speculating about who she was with. A chaotic mix of names filled the chat, including some she definitely didn’t like.
Xia Yuan rolled her eyes; those annoying bitches didn’t stand a chance with her. The idea of love-hate relationships and rivals was completely off the mark.
She quickly sent Meng Xiyue’s name into the chat.
The comments, which had been rapidly flowing, suddenly froze for a moment before erupting into a frenzy again.
Xia Yuan decided to ignore it and opened her private messages.
Wang Yueyue had sent her a message congratulating her.
She smiled and replied, and the other party responded almost immediately.
Wang Yueyue: Li Ting is trying to dig up information about you.
Xia Yuan: What does he want?
Wang Yueyue: Just typical male behavior. I’ve blocked him for you, so remember to treat me to a meal.
Xia Yuan: No problem.
Just as she was about to reply again, a long finger snatched her phone away. “Dinner.”
“Okay.”
