Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Yan Su was speechless. She guessed that he was some rich manâs son. It was really impressive that he purchased two connected flats in such an expensive area in Xia City, and made it sound like nothing. âSome young people are indeed living a luxurious life nowadays,â she thought.
âI never saw you in Ximei. Are you a new student?â Yan Su asked. A pretty boy like this might drive all the girls in the school crazy. Perhaps, he would become even more popular than Chi Shengxu. âAre you studying acting?â
âDirecting,â Mo Liuxi didnât like talking to strange women. However, as she was his sisterâs friend, he thought for a moment and then added, âIâm a foreign exchange student.â
Yan Su finally understood why he had been using so many retroflex consonants when talking.
âAre you studying in Ximei too?â Mo Liuxi pretended not to know.
âYeah,â Yan Su nodded. âItâs okay for you to decorate your flat. But, itâs late at night now. The loud noise that youâre creating is really disturbing your neighbors.â
âBut I need to finish the decorations as soon as possible, so I can move in,â Mo Liuxi knitted his pretty brows.
âStill, you canât disturb me. I canât even hear my TV, because of the noises you are making.â Yan Su was really helpless.
She finally had a vacation to come home. All she wanted to do was to take a good rest. After all, she needed to leave in just a couple of days.
Mo Liuxi knitted his brows even tighter. He had a chiseled face. With that frown, his entire body radiated a sort of coldness that made him seem very hard to get along with.
When Yan Su thought there would come a fight, he stayed silent for about ten seconds, then abruptly responded with, âOkay. We wonât be working tonight.â
âThank you,â Yan Su sighed with relief. Fortunately, that rich boy wasnât an unreasonable person.
She walked back to her door, then turned and said with a soft voice, âCan you please start working after ten oâclock tomorrow morning? I usually sleep late during vacations.â
âDo you think thatâs possible?â Mo Liuxi gave her a meaningful glance.
Yan Su disappointedly turned around and went back into her flat.
The person next-door finally stopped making noise. She fixed herself a bowl of rice, and started eating.
Eating alone was no fun. After just a couple of bites, she felt full.
It would be a waste to dump the food, though.
At that moment, she heard the doorbell.
She went to the door, and looked through the peephole before answering the door.
The boy next door stood out there, asking, âDo you have scissors?â
âYeah...â Yan Su nodded after a short pause, âJust wait a minute.â
After that, she turned to look for the scissors in the TV cabinet.
Mo Liuxi glanced around her apartment. It was smaller than his own flat, but was clean. There were pastoral-style cushions on the chairs and couch. This flat lacked nothing. A dish of steamed spareribs with rice flour and a dish of stir-fried bitter gourd were placed on the dining table, which was near the door.
His sister was surely not here.
According to the message from Chu Jiu, Xu Luosang had moved in with Nian Junting long ago.
Nian Junting slept with his sister before marrying her. And Xu Luosang was easily lured into a thirty-year-old manâs bed, and also let someone take away her family business.
He was really worried about his sister.
âI found them,â Yan Su turned around, saw the man standing by the door, staring at the food on her table with a cold face.
However, that cold look only lingered on his face for a second. Soon, it was gone, replaced by his usual bland face, as if what Yan Su just saw was only an illusion.