Da Pao thought to himself that Xie Baola really might be capable of anything. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by NovᴇlFirᴇ(.)nᴇt
Was there anything that Miss Xie couldn’t do?
[Xie Baola: Because I am a woman, duh.]
Well, that’s a sufficient reason.
And it left Da Pao unable to refute.
[Da Pao: Have you ever considered that maybe Jiayan isn’t into that sort of thing?]
[Xie Baola: Get lost!]
Da Pao fearlessly added, [Maybe he prefers girls who are more reserved.]
[Xie Baola: Do you know that for sure?]
[Xie Baola: Then get lost!]
How dare he talk such nonsense in front of her without having a clue!
"What are you two up to, Paula, Da Pao? Are you secretly messaging each other behind our backs?"
A friend, looking at their phones buzzing back and forth, somewhat speechlessly said, "We’re all here. What can’t be said openly, that you have to secretly message each other? What on earth are you two discussing?"
The person peered over, Da Pao pushed their head away: "Of course we’re discussing our own secrets."
The friend looked at them speculatively: "You two have secrets?"
Even Chen Jiayan glanced at Da Pao.
It just so happened that Xie Baola and Da Pao were both sitting next to him, and indeed he had heard their phones buzzing back and forth.
"What’s the big deal if we have secrets? Paula is my good buddy."
Xie Baola rolled her eyes, "Who’s your good buddy, don’t lump me in with you."
"I only have eyes for you," Xie Baola said, tilting her head toward Chen Jiayan and dissociating herself from Da Pao.
There was no need to go to that extent over a man.
Chen Jiayan glanced at her expressionlessly and didn’t utter a word.
After lunch, the group arrived at the hotel to collect their room keys.
Da Pao very thoughtfully arranged for Xie Baola and Chen Jiayan to stay in opposite rooms and placed everyone else on different floors.
Da Pao said, "Do whatever you want. Let’s meet downstairs at the hotel at two o’clock."
Xie Baola and Chen Jiayan entered the elevator.
None of the others followed.
Xie Baola pressed the elevator button, and when Chen Jiayan saw the floor she pressed, he didn’t make a move.
"Which floor are you on?"
Chen Jiayan glanced, "The same."
Xie Baola smiled, "What a coincidence."
The elevator doors opened, and the two walked out.
Xie Baola, leading the way, looked back at the following figure, stopped, and turned around: "Are you planning on coming into my room?"
Chen Jiayan looked at the room card in his hand and replied indifferently, "No, my room is this way too."
Xie Baola paused, then said with a hint of ambiguity, "You’re welcome to come and see my room if you want."
Xie Baola found her room, turned her head to see Chen Jiayan swiping his card, then turned back, lazily leaning against the wall: "Mind if I come and check out your room?"
Chen Jiayan closed the door, turned around, and his gaze fixated on her: "Is Miss Xie this forward with other men?"
There seemed to be a deeper meaning in Chen Jiayan’s eyes.
Xie Baola tugged at the corner of her lips, with a not-quite smile, "Nope."
She shook her head, her foxy eyes clearly amused: "I’ve said I only have eyes for you, how could I be with other men?"
"The words of Miss Xie hardly seem credible."
Chen Jiayan said, then swiped his card to enter his room once more, closing the door in Xie Baola’s face.
Xie Baola clicked her tongue and turned back to her own room.
The room had a floor-to-ceiling window overlooking a vast lawn that shimmered green under the sunlight.
The scenery in Sucheng was beautiful.
Perhaps she could play here for a few days with Chen Jiayan...
Xie Baola took out her phone, snapped a picture, and then sent it to Chen Jiayan.
[Xie Baola: My room has a view of the lawn. Are you sure you don’t want to come over and see?]
The message sank like a stone into the sea, no response.
Xie Baola knew Chen Jiayan had seen it, but he obviously didn’t want to bother with her.
If he doesn’t want to bother, then he won’t.
Xie Baola threw herself on the bed, lifting her knees and resting them over her eyes, as the sunlight from the window bathed her.
She wore black skinny jeans and a tight tank top today, her fair waist and belly button visible.
The attire was refreshing yet enchanting.
Xie Baola had been writing a screenplay until late last night.
She didn’t stay on the bed long before she fell asleep.
Until knocking from outside woke her.
Xie Baola instantly opened her eyes.
The voice was a man’s, cool and clear, like ice cream in the summer, mixing a touch of heat into the hot day.
Xie Baola sat up with a start, opened the door, and seeing the man outside, she gave a seductive smile: "Coming into my room?"
"Otherwise, why would you knock on my door?"
Chen Jiayan was silent again.
Looking at Xie Baola lazily leaning on the door frame, her eyes provocatively fixed on him, Chen Jiayan said coolly: "Da Pao asked me to call you downstairs."
Xie Baola’s eyes showed a hint of disappointment.
"And here I thought you wanted to come over and see my room."
"Miss Xie doesn’t always have to be so imaginative."
Wasn’t she acting just like a hooligan?
Xie Baola pursed her lips, shrugged nonchalantly: "If I’m not proactive towards the man I like, when will I ever be able to chase you down?"
"Let’s go downstairs first."
Chen Jiayan still didn’t respond to her statement.
Xie Baola didn’t close the door.
She turned and headed towards the bathroom, washed her face, put on her shoes, and then walked out.
She didn’t put on makeup today, her bright natural lips seemed as though she had applied lipstick, although she hadn’t.
Her lip color was naturally deep, which made it look like lipstick.
Her hair was a medium length, loosely curled, casually spread behind her.
Seeing that Chen Jiayan was still waiting outside, Xie Baola’s lips curved slightly: "Let’s go."
As they walked towards the elevator, Xie Baola raised her arms and tied her hair into a high ponytail.
She turned to Chen Jiayan: "Do I look good this way?"
With her hair tied back, her slender neck and smooth forehead were exposed, her small and perky nose gave her an edge, and her slightly elongated curved eyebrows highlighted her stunningly sharp features.
She was as brilliant as the sun, strikingly radiant.
Chen Jiayan never denied that she was beautiful.
Not just beautiful, but excessively so.
Chen Jiayan pursed his lips, stepped into the elevator, and his silence answered her question.
Xie Baola pressed the elevator button, persisting: "Why don’t you speak? Is the question that hard to answer?"
Chen Jiayan indifferently replied: "I just think that sometimes you don’t need to ask such obvious questions."
"But I want to hear you say it."
Xie Baola leaned in close to him, locking eyes with his face, chuckled: "Please answer my question."
"What are you two doing?"