The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 262: Love Rival Knocks on the Door 3_1

The crackling sounds of firecrackers for New Year’s Eve followed one after another, finally starting to fade around two in the morning. Unable to sleep, Yan Xixi found herself turning on her phone. She considered calling Huang Xiaojue but resisted the impulse when she saw it was nearly three.

There was a message: "Miss, Happy New Year." The timestamp showed it had been sent right at midnight.

She replied, "I’m not happy at all."

Surprisingly, the person was also still awake and promptly replied, "Why?"

"I’m unhappy with my current situation."

"Maybe you’re unhappy with your situation, feeling fat, ugly, awkward, poor, stupid, miserable... But please believe that things will get better. Gradually, you’ll just feel *really* fat, *really* ugly, *really* awkward, *really* poor, *really* stupid, *really* miserable..."

She couldn’t help but laugh.

"Right, how’s your illness? Are you better?"

"Mostly. Miss, why are you still up so late?"

"I can’t sleep."

"Losing sleep because you miss me so much?"

She giggled and sent him a playful emoji. "No, I’m thinking about my boyfriend," she replied.

"Didn’t your boyfriend celebrate the New Year with you? Clearly, he doesn’t really love you."

"What do you know? It’s because I couldn’t be with him for the New Year..." Her heart ached as she began to vent, "I was supposed to go to his house for the New Year, but something came up and I couldn’t leave."

"Tsk, those are just excuses. It only proves he doesn’t value you at all."

"What do you know? Don’t spout nonsense if you don’t know the situation. We’re getting married."

"Why do you have to marry him? Is he that good?"

She chuckled. "He’s amazing. He’s the only man willing to put my name on the property deed."

"Miss, you’re too vulgar. Marrying for a house? I really look down on such mercenary behavior!"

"Yes, I am mercenary. And you? You’re so pure and noble—so pure you’ve got AIDS. Bravo! You’re such a selfish, irresponsible hypocrite. You’re always accusing women of being gold-diggers. But in reality, you men love money even more. You’re terrified women will take advantage of you. If you truly didn’t care about money, you wouldn’t harp on about it constantly."

He replied with a bitter laugh, "Miss, can’t you be a little less harsh?"

She retorted, "Didn’t you call me mercenary? Then don’t expect kindness and charity from someone like that."

He sent a very serious-looking emoji with his next message. "Nowadays, some girls flirt with men all day long. They have casual sex after barely talking, treat relationships like a game, and have no self-respect at all. To those girls, I just want to say four words: ’Please contact me!’" he wrote.

This guy, he’s so exasperating.

But she was even more bored, lying in bed all day, unable to sleep and unable to go back. Besides, the biggest problem is my head injury hasn’t healed, so I don’t dare rush off to find Huang Xiaojue. Who knows how badly I might scare his parents? Moreover, Wan Donglin was posted right outside. She’d tried the door—it was locked from the outside. He’s dead set on this war of attrition with me.

"Miss, since we both can’t sleep, how about we meet somewhere and hang out?"

She asked curiously, "Where would you want to go? It’s New Year’s Eve. I’m afraid all the shops will be closed by now."

"How about we sneak out for a rendezvous?"

"In your dreams."

When the stranger messaged again, she didn’t reply. After turning off her phone this time, she quickly fell asleep.