Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon
Chapter 125: You’ll Make Me Think You’re Jealous

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: You’ll Make Me Think You’re Jealous

Xiyan froze, her mind went blank with a loud bang.

In her ears, Ou Jue’s words seemed to echo continually: "Don’t dodge me."

Xiyan’s heart raced wildly. She quickly turned around, "What nonsense..."

Why would he suddenly say something so heart-stirring? Is this guy doing it on purpose?

"There’s one more thing." Ou Jue’s face suddenly darkened, the atmosphere shifted dramatically.

Xiyan swallowed nervously, her small hands clenched tightly, "W-What?"

"Who were you just on the phone with? Twenty minutes on the line—so chatty, why didn’t you talk yourself to death?"

"..." Xiyan stared at him speechlessly, "Why do I have to tell you?"

Ou Jue kept his flawlessly handsome face stern, "Spit it out."

"It was my best friend. She’ll be transferring to our school next week. We haven’t talked for a long time, so the chat ran longer."

She truly doesn’t understand why she’s explaining so much to this Demon...

After finishing, Xiyan pushed the door open and walked in.

Ou Jue followed her in without missing a beat, standing at the doorway with his arms crossed, "Best friend? Male or female?"

"..." Xiyan no longer wanted to engage, ignoring him as she opened the door to the inner hall on the left—the kitchen.

She skillfully started picking vegetables, washing them...

"Is it a guy? A so-called male best friend? Huh?"

"You were chatting with a guy for that long?"

"Xia Xiyan, how dare you ignore me?!"

Oh, my god.

Xiyan placed the chopping board down and turned her head, annoyed, "It’s a girl, a GIRL!! She’s my childhood friend! Ou Jue, with this attitude, you’re making me think you’re jealous!"

Ou Jue straightened his back; his pitch-black eyes narrowed slightly in surprise.

Jeal...ous?

Keeping his arms crossed, he maintained a poker face and let out a cold laugh, "Heh, with an imagination like that, why don’t you go write novels?"

"Funny you say that—I actually am planning to write one." Xiyan had started chopping vegetables again.

The young master unleashed his venomous tongue once more, "You really think anyone will read what you clumsily scribble with your grade-school writing skills?"

"..." *Thud.*

Xiyan cut the vegetables at the wrong angle and looked up, a sarcastic smile plastered on her face, "Excuse me, do you have any business here? If not, please turn right and leave, and kindly close the door on your way out. Thank you."

The house was modest—neat and tidy—but undeniably worlds apart from the upbringing of someone like Ou Jue.

Leaning against the doorframe, the stark contrast of setting only amplified his striking elegance.

Ou Jue felt slightly irked.

Was this woman trying to kick him out?

They hadn’t spoken at all today. Now, after barely two exchanges, she’s already dying to get rid of him?

Heartless woman.

His expression remained cold as he replied, "Of course I have business here. Do you think I’d come to a place like this just to chat nonsense?"

...Since earlier, hasn’t this guy been dragging her into endless "nonsense" conversations?

Xiyan gave him a puzzled look, "Then what do you need from me?"

"Xia Xiyan, have you forgotten your role? Do you realize Ou Xiaoluo waited for you at home all afternoon?"

"Isn’t Luoluo’s leg already healed?" She was reluctant to leave Luoluo, but the agreement was for Xiyan to care for him until his leg was better.

"Which attending doctor informed you that Ou Xiaoluo’s leg has healed?" Ou Jue pulled out a photo of Luoluo’s leg, wrapped tightly in bandages like a dumpling, and tossed his phone at Xiyan. "Look for yourself!"

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