He wandered around the room twice but felt there was nothing to do. Cook himself a meal? He wouldn’t. Going out to eat alone didn’t appeal to him, so he simply settled down to watch TV with an empty stomach, figuring the little girl would cook something when she returned.
For the first time, Mu Xingfeng felt how sweet it was to wait for someone. Just the thought that she would soon appear before him filled him with immense anticipation and a sense of fulfillment.
He had never known that he, too, could be like a young boy, eagerly wanting to see someone. He could not have imagined that one day, his heart would be completely taken over by a girl.
He was called the Cold-faced Yama because everyone felt his entire being emitted an icy aura from inside out, showing no trace of emotion.
Even his mother and sister thought there was something wrong with him because of this. Especially in how he treated girls, his coldness and aversion towards them once led his sister to suspect there was something off about his sexual orientation.
Now he clearly understood that there wasn’t anything wrong with him; he just hadn’t met someone he cared about.
Ever since meeting An Ran, he learned what a heartbeat felt like, learned what longing was. All those deep-seated, primal emotions were all brought out in the presence of An Ran, clamoring within him, driving him to obtain her at any cost. Yet his rationality told him he couldn’t hurt her anymore, couldn’t force her anymore. This internal conflict was something he oddly enjoyed.
Inside Hacker Bar, An Sijia and a few classmates sat in the corner of the bar, swaying their hips to the music and clinking their glasses.
"Sijia, you’re really something, managing to get your hands on the VIP invite to Young Master Lu’s party. Come on, tell us, what’s your relationship with him?" A girl with bright red lipstick leaned towards An Sijia and said.
An Sijia’s lips curved into a meaningful smile, with a hint of shyness, as she looked at the swaying wine glass in her hand. "Jiali, you’re joking. There’s really not much of a relationship."
"Oh, getting shy now. Just look, our Sijia is blushing! Not much of a relationship? Then why so shy?" Jiali teased An Sijia upon seeing her reaction.
"Yeah, Sijia, if you really became the young madam of the Lu Family, you better not forget us," another girl quickly added.
"Actually, I am most curious about what Young Master Lu looks like. I heard he rarely appears in the media, always been a mysterious figure."
The girls chattered away, filling An Sijia with vanity and a burning jealousy. Suddenly, a familiar figure passed by in front of her.
"An Ran," An Sijia murmured.
"What?" Jiali looked up and asked.
"Nothing," An Sijia waved her hand. "You guys keep playing. I saw a familiar face, I’m going to say hi."
With that, she put down her glass and squeezed through the crowd to An Ran.
An Ran was promoting drinks to a guest. Hearing her name, she turned and saw An Sijia, furrowing her brows slightly before continuing to promote the drinks.
An Sijia didn’t mind, crossing her arms and quietly watching her from behind.
At first, she thought she was seeing things, seeing An Ran here with that same attire. After all, An Ran rarely wore hotpants before. Now, seeing her in person, the burning jealousy in her heart gradually ebbed away.