Rejected by the Campus Belle, I Find My True Love-Chapter 227 - 225 There’s no one else here, what’s there to be shy about?
Of the remaining two, the slightly taller one was named Zhao Xiaodao. Although her name meant "little knife," she wasn’t sharp at all; on the contrary, she was rather introverted. Since getting off the plane, she had barely said two words.
Sitting with Zhao Xiaodao was Yang Fangfang, who wore a pair of large, scholarly-looking glasses. She gave off the distinct vibe of a homeroom teacher.
One could say that each of the seven people had their own unique characteristics. They also had one thing in common: they were rich. Taken individually, any one of them was wealthier than the owner of any publicly listed company in Hui City.
Si Wen grit her teeth, certain that Xue Yang was doing this on purpose. He was intentionally holding hands with Lin Xi in front of her and deliberately letting the other girls see the hickeys on his neck. That guy had gotten a lot more scheming after just a few days apart. Damn him. Just you wait.
Actually, Si Wen had misunderstood. While the hand-holding was indeed deliberate, the hickeys on his neck were absolutely unintentional on Xue Yang’s part. He himself had forgotten those two hickeys were even there. Besides, the weather in Hui City wasn’t cold, so he was wearing a low-collared T-shirt that made them easy to spot.
By this time, Xue Yang had already led Lin Xi to their room on the third floor. The second and third floors were for lodging, with five rooms on each level, which was more than enough for the eight of them. However, not wanting to witness any more of their public displays of affection, Si Wen and the others simply gave the entire third floor to Xue Yang and Lin Xi.
This was exactly what Xue Yang wanted.
The third floor was slightly different from the first and second; its balcony had been converted into an open-air rooftop garden. One could sit there to enjoy the evening breeze and chat, which was very nice. No wonder it was the number one farmhouse inn in Hui City; the atmosphere was truly impeccable.
However, Xue Yang wasn’t in the mood to appreciate his surroundings. He had another pressing problem that needed to be solved immediately. When he left today, he hadn’t planned on staying overnight, so he hadn’t brought a change of clothes—and that included, ahem, underwear.
Not changing was out of the question. In Hui City’s weather, after sweating under the midday sun, his clothes would start to stink in minutes. But it was too late to have someone deliver any, so he’d have to wait until the next day to call home and ask for a drop-off.
Lin Xi noticed Xue Yang’s predicament and chuckled. "Xue Yang, it’s fine if you don’t wear anything. After all, there’s no one else here."
Well, it’s not like I haven’t seen it before. As the thought surfaced, Lin Xi’s pretty face instantly turned crimson, and she quickly fled into the room. Oh my god, what did I just say? I’m too embarrassed to face anyone!
This little Xiao Naimao... she’s lucky she ran so fast, otherwise...
Xue Yang silently entered the bathroom, where two bath towels were neatly folded. That was it. Looks like I’ll have to rely on the bathrobe tonight.
As he stripped off his clothes, Xue Yang finally remembered the hickeys on his neck. He thought to himself, No wonder Si Wen looked like she wanted to bite my head off. So that’s what it was all about, these two hickeys.
Xue Yang showered quickly, finishing in about ten minutes. He wrapped the bathrobe around himself, covering his well-built physique. It’s just... a bit drafty. Doesn’t feel very secure.
Glancing at the dirty clothes he had taken off, Xue Yang resisted the urge to put them back on.
"Xiao Xi, the shower’s free."
"Oh, okay."
Lin Xi retrieved a set of pajamas from the luggage her bodyguards had brought up. As she neared the bathroom door, she ran into Xue Yang coming out. Seeing him in a conservative bathrobe, she breathed a sigh of relief. I thought it was the kind that only covered the lower half... leaving the upper body bare. If it had been, it would have killed me. Wait, what am I even thinking?
Lin Xi’s face turned an even deeper shade of red. Like a ripe apple, it made one want to take a bite.
"I... I’m going to take a shower."
Lin Xi stumbled toward the bathroom.
Xue Yang sat on the bed, drying his hair with a towel. His hair had gotten a bit long, and his bangs would sometimes fall and cover his eyes. He’d been too busy before the New Year and had forgotten to get it cut. Xue Yang mused that he would definitely have to get it cut on the second day of the second lunar month; otherwise, it would soon be long enough to tie back.
However, his slightly disheveled hair gave him a kind of lazy charm. That’s practically foul play. If Lin Xi were here right now, she might not be able to control herself.
Forty minutes later, Lin Xi finally finished her shower.
Xue Yang was sitting on the bed, leaning against the pillows while handling some matters on his phone. The download numbers for King’s Game were still promising. Today, however, Kexin had informed him of a problem: many users would download the game, play it once or twice, and then never touch it again.
Users who download but don’t play don’t generate engagement. Without engagement, the game can’t be monetized. At this rate, the game would quickly be replaced by the endless stream of new titles on the market. Yu Kexin had obviously realized this as well, and she was so worried she couldn’t sleep.
Xue Yang rapidly typed a message: "I know you’re anxious, but don’t panic. Right now, turn off the backend server, stop looking at it, and go get some sleep. We can talk about everything tomorrow."
"Boss, I can’t sleep," Yu Kexin replied, on the verge of tears. If she wasn’t absolutely desperate, she wouldn’t have disturbed Xue Yang this late at night. What moved her was that Xue Yang had actually replied. She had thought she’d have to wait until morning. If she’d really had to wait that long, the anxiety would have killed her.
"Don’t worry, I’m on it."
That sentence seemed to possess a magical power, instantly calming Yu Kexin’s restless heart.
"Don’t think about anything. Just go to sleep."
"Okay, boss. Good night, boss."
"Good night."
After putting his phone away, Xue Yang saw Lin Xi sitting quietly at the vanity, silently towel-drying her hair. She was probably worried about disturbing him, so she didn’t even use the hair dryer.
Xue Yang got up, walked over to her, and took the hair dryer out of a drawer to help her. Neither of them spoke, yet it felt as if a thousand words had passed between them. Their silent understanding was like that of a long-married couple.
Ten minutes later, Lin Xi’s hair was dry. The time was now 3:30 in the morning.
"It’s late. Let’s sleep."
Lin Xi nodded, letting out a timely yawn. "Okay."
Perhaps because she was so exhausted, Lin Xi fell asleep almost as soon as she lay down. Once asleep, she began to subconsciously seek out her safe harbor.
Xue Yang was already getting drowsy, but the little Xiao Naimao beside him kept squirming. He sighed, grabbing her hand and pinning her legs with his own, securing her in his embrace. There. This time, the little Xiao Naimao settled down.
But now, Xue Yang was the one who was wide awake.
After all that tossing and turning, his bathrobe had loosened. The knot he had tied had come undone, revealing his well-built chest... and the emptiness below...
*(You’ll have to imagine the rest.)*
Xue Yang’s breathing hitched. How was he supposed to get any sleep now?
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