Huh?
This tone sounds a bit like Mo Yanzhou.
Not long after marrying Mo Yanzhou, she had already picked up his commanding tone.
Husband leads, wife follows.
Zhan Bai casually tossed the flowers into the backseat.
Bai Yunxia’s darting cat-like eyes widened, “You—such a waste of something beautiful!”
The beautiful flowers were violently thrown, petals rustling as they scattered all over the car.
What a waste.
Zhan Bai fastened his seatbelt nonchalantly, “Since you don’t like them, they’re useless. What’s the point of them being pretty?”
Bai Yunxia suspected Zhan Bai was hinting that no matter how pretty she was, she couldn’t seduce Mo Yanzhou.
The young lady was in a huff. Even with the car’s air conditioning blowing cold air directly at her, it couldn’t extinguish the fire in Bai Yunxia’s heart.
“Want to go out for a drink?”
“Drink my foot, get out of the car!” Bai Yunxia pointed her fair, delicate finger at him. “Even my husband hasn’t sat in my car!”
“Then you should reflect on why Mo Yanzhou hasn’t ridden in your car yet.”
“He has a driver.”
“Don’t I have a driver?”
“You’re different. You like driving yourself, my husband prefers riding in a chauffeur-driven car.” Bai Yunxia defended Mo Yanzhou.
Where did Mo Yanzhou find such a treasure? Even without any real feelings, she’s already siding with Mo Yanzhou without hesitation.
“What exactly do you see in Mo Yanzhou? Tell your big brother here.”
Zhan Bai leaned back comfortably, surveying Bai Yunxia’s car that was bursting with girlish charm.
“None of your business. If you’ve really formulated a plan to chase after your man, then talk to me about it! For now, please take your flowers and get out of the car.” Bai Yunxia didn’t want to answer Zhan Bai’s question.
She didn’t have an answer herself.
She had never been in love before, and she didn’t know what it felt like to like someone.
She had a husband now. If she were to develop feelings for someone in the future, she thought that person should be Mo Yanzhou.
“He’s probably not in Ling City, right?”
“How do you know that?” Bai Yunxia became wary. “You’re not Mo Yanzhou’s rival, are you? Are you arch-enemies? Don’t think you can get any information from me. He doesn’t love me, I don’t have access to any important contracts—give up on that idea!”
Zhan Bai’s face turned green.
“Damn…” he gritted his teeth, “Fuck!”
“You’re so crude.” Bai Yunxia muttered quietly.
“Shit!” Zhan Bai angrily opened the car door. “I was just being unnecessarily kind. I’ll wait and see how you cry!”
Bang!
Zhan Bai slammed the car door shut violently.
Her precious car—Zhan Bai was too rough with it.
“Take your flowers with you!”
Zhan Bai put on his sunglasses, glanced back at Bai Yunxia’s charming, smiling face, and thought—take them my ass!
“Throw them away yourself.”
With a roar, the flashy, attention-grabbing orange sports car arrogantly sped out of the campus.
Who knows how many traffic tickets this guy gets in a day.
His driving points probably aren’t enough to cover all the deductions.
Bai Yunxia first went to the hospital to visit her father, then headed to her studio.
It wasn’t until evening that she went to attend the class reunion.
This would likely be the last time the class would gather so completely—after this, everyone would go their separate ways.
Today was different from usual, with plenty of alcohol prepared on the tables.
“Xia Xia, want some drinks?”
Bai Yunxia shook her head, “I don’t know how.”
Since she said she couldn’t drink, no one pressed her.
There were people from other majors at the gathering today, not just their own department.
The atmosphere was lively and boisterous.
But Bai Yunxia felt out of place.
She seemed to understand what Mo Yanzhou meant when he said he enjoyed solitude.
The liveliness belonged to others; it had nothing to do with her.
Until the cheering grew closer.
She heard someone call her name.
A crowd surrounded a young man holding a bouquet of roses. He seemed to have had a bit to drink, his cheeks flushed, and when his gaze met hers, he looked utterly shy.
“Bai Yunxia, I…”
“Wait a moment,” Bai Yunxia interrupted him.
Han Shu’s eyes were like those of a wounded fawn, nervously watching her. “The confession should come from the guy.”
“No!”
What confession?
They weren’t in the same major—they had met in a tennis class, exchanged contact information afterward, and gradually became familiar.
Bai Yunxia had never imagined Han Shu had feelings for her.
And now he wanted to confess in front of so many people.
Why did he have to favor that kind of public confession? Was he trying to emotionally manipulate her, banking on her gentle, kind, and agreeable nature?
When would the wedding ring her grandmother had arranged for arrive? She urgently needed a ring to declare her married status.
“Thank you for your affection, but I have a boyfriend,” Bai Yunxia said softly.
Not only Han Shu, but even her classmates in the same major had no idea when Bai Yunxia had started dating.
The scene fell silent at first, then erupted into screams.
The one screaming was the girl who shared a table with Bai Yunxia.
“You really are dating someone! It’s the one who sent you flowers today, isn’t it?”
“Though he looks a bit older, he’s super handsome!”
“Xiaxia, you’ve been keeping secrets! Why not call your boyfriend now and have him pick you up?”
Bai Yunxia wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
Help, how could she have forgotten about that madman Zhan Bai?
“No,” Bai Yunxia shook her head. “It’s not him.”
“If it’s not him, then are you lying to reject me?” Han Shu lowered his arm dejectedly. “You could have just turned me down directly. Why lie to me?”
“I’m not lying. I really do have someone.”
She had said “boyfriend” to be more tactful; she hadn’t mentioned “husband.”
“Husband” would be even more shocking.
She didn’t want that.
“He’s quite busy with work and doesn’t have time tonight,” Bai Yunxia said, unsure if Mo Yanzhou had returned to Lingshi.
Even if he had, would he come if she asked him to?
He wouldn’t.
Unless he’d lost his mind.
Han Shu didn’t press further and left dejectedly with his flowers.
Though Han Shu left, the others stayed, eager to gossip about who her boyfriend was.
“You’ll find out eventually. If we get the chance to marry, I’ll invite you all,” Bai Yunxia brushed it off.
Soon, another couple confessed, succeeded, and kissed in public.
The students’ attention quickly shifted.
Just then, Bai Yunxia received a message from Zhan Bai.
[Zhan Bai: You’re at the class reunion tonight, right? Did you drink?]
[Bai Yunxia: Are you stalking me?]
[Zhan Bai: I don’t need to stalk you to know there’s a party after graduation. Did you drink or not?]
[Bai Yunxia: I don’t drink.]
[Zhan Bai: Even better. Have a drink, or a bottle—ideally get half-drunk, then call Mo Yanzhou. I just saw his car; he’s home. Have him pick you up. Once you’re drunk, get handsy with him. He won’t hold it against a drunk. Got it?]
[Bai Yunxia: So, drunk and disorderly?]
【Zhan Bai: Knowing Mo Yanzhou as I do, you won’t be able to handle him after drinking unless he’s drunk. But when men get drunk, can they actually perform?】
An Keying had actually suggested this method before, but they ultimately abandoned the idea considering Bai Yunxia’s alcohol tolerance remained an unknown variable.
Bai Yunxia picked up the beer bottle from the table and poured herself a glass. As she brought the drink to her lips, Mo Yanzhou’s deep voice seemed to echo in her mind.
He said: Didn’t we agree before marriage about not drinking? You little liar!
Should she drink this or not?