Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon-Chapter 719 - 727: I Want to Return to My Home Country (4)
Ou Jue looked at the thin clothing on the little girl and directly unbuttoned his coat, wrapping her completely in his embrace, then held her tightly.
The warm breath spread through her entire body, with the scent unique to Ou Jue lingering around.
"Ou Jue?"
"Nothing." His voice came from above Xiyan’s head, low and hoarse, "I just suddenly wanted to hold you."
"Is there anything else?" Xiyan spoke softly, "That can’t be your only reason for suddenly coming to find me in the middle of the night, right?"
It takes a twenty-minute drive between the Xia Family and the Ou Family.
"Nothing else." Ou Jue held her tighter, his tone sulky, somewhat domineering, "This one reason is enough, isn’t it?"
"It’s fine, you hold me." Xiyan was a bit helpless.
The messy negative emotions from the day seemed to have been temporarily relieved.
Xiyan hid in his embrace, wrapped warmly in his coat.
At this moment, it was just them.
Ou Jue loosened his hold, lifted Xiyan’s chin, his voice slightly hoarse, "Do you blame me?"
He was referring to the matter of hiring someone to impersonate Mr. Ling to expose Susan, which instead led to Susan accusing him in return.
"Blame you for what?" Xiyan blinked and gave him a big hug, "Apart from my parents, you’re the person who treats me the best in the whole world. Everything you do is to help me, I understand, I understand it all."
Ou Jue’s back halted slightly.
The autumn wind blew, scattering his ink-black hair into a casual charm.
He looked down at the little girl in his arms, his thin lips slightly parted, and spoke softly, "Idiot."
"Hee hee hee."
"Stop laughing, it looks worse than crying."
"Then should I cry for you to see again?"
"Try it." Ou Jue hugged her tightly, "You’re not allowed to shed tears."
Xiyan: "..."
As long as you’re happy, boss.
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Country S.
It’s currently noon.
The large room was bright with sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
A man stood there, looking down at the bustling streets below.
His deep eyes looked out the window, showing a slightly bewildered expression.
The door was gently knocked, and someone walked in carrying food, "Mr. Chen, it’s time for lunch."
He turned his head to look.
Even dressed in the most ordinary home attire, he exuded an undeniable aura of elegance.
Looking past forty, there wasn’t a hint of arrogance about him, his expression calm, "I told you before, I want to return to Hua Country, why do you insist on keeping me here?"
"Mr. Chen, why this sudden obsession of wanting to return to Hua Country? You just woke up, your body is still weak, you need to rest."
For what reason...
His pupils were somewhat scattered.
He didn’t know.
He only knew that last time, on the television, he saw the program "Actor" and unexpectedly saw a face extremely familiar to him.
His heart immediately surged with a longing to return to Hua Country.
But—
He couldn’t remember.
He couldn’t remember anything.
A domestic news segment was being broadcast on the open television.
He looked down at the floor.
When names like "Susan," "Xia Zhiyun," "Ou Jue" fell into his ears and entered his brain, his pupils suddenly shrank.
All the memories seemed to flood back like a landslide.
And the person across hurriedly turned off the television, as if intentionally hiding something.
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PS:
[I found that many readers are too impatient. Every plot point I write has a purpose, and there’s a reason for writing like this. All the details are interconnected, please read with civility. Furthermore, Mr. Ling would absolutely not stand by Susan to get back at Xia Zhiyun.]
