Li Mengjie laughed, "Alright, we can always shop next time. But where has your ’Cold Bodyguard’ gone off to now? Hey, Xue Jiu, look quick..." As she was speaking, she noticed Leng Xuan huddling with Xiao Yun under the iron gate just outside the garden.
Ling Xuejiu’s eyes also widened, because Leng Xuan was topless and squeezed together with Xiao Yun, so she mistook it for Leng Xuan bullying Xiao Yun. In a rage, she flung open the car door, opened an umbrella, and strode over, demanding, "Leng Xuan, will you let go of Xiao Yun this instant?"
"Eh?" Leng Xuan was taken aback and before he could react, Ling Xuejiu exploded with anger. She walked over, grabbed his arm, and pulled forcefully to separate him from Xiao Yun. She then quickly shielded Xiao Yun, glaring at him: "I’ve always said you were no good, and here you are being so despicable..."
"Sister Xue..." Xiao Yun tried to explain, but Ling Xuejiu immediately cut her off: "Xiao Yun, don’t worry, if he dares to bully you, I’ll make sure he pays..."
"No, Sister Xue, he wasn’t bullying me!"
"He wasn’t bullying you?" Ling Xuejiu was perplexed. Turning her head, she saw Xiao Yun blushing demurely, so shy under her gaze that she did not even dare to look up. Suddenly, it dawned on her, and she blurted out in astonishment, "Could it be that you two... you two are... in a relationship?"
’If they are in a relationship, their close actions just now must have been consensual, so what business is it of mine to interfere?’ Upon this realization, Ling Xuejiu’s own face turned red, and she shot Xiao Yun a stern look.
Xiao Yun tried to explain several times but was interrupted by Ling Xuejiu, feeling so embarrassed she wished she could crawl into a hole. Just then, Li Mengjie rolled down the car window, stuck her head out, first giving Xiao Yun a curious look, then turning her gaze to Leng Xuan. Seeing his well-developed pectorals and the faint outline of his eight-pack abs, her heart skipped a beat. Her face flushed red, and with a chuckle, she said, "Xue Jiu, stop just standing there talking, let me drive the car inside."
"Oh!" Ling Xuejiu then opened the iron gate outside the garden, and said to Leng Xuan with annoyance, "Put your clothes on already." She inadvertently glanced at Leng Xuan’s impressive physique and, without knowing why, quickly averted her gaze, feeling inexplicably irritated.
Inside the villa, Ling Xuejiu and Li Mengjie successively walked in.
Xiao Yun handed a small wooden box filled with food to Leng Xuan: "You take it inside."
Leng Xuan paused: "Come inside too, it’s pouring rain out here."
Xiao Yun said, "No, that’s okay..."
Leng Xuan cracked a slight smile: "Then I’ll stand outside with you."
Xiao Yun’s face blushed, and she whispered, "Your clothes are soaked; you could catch a cold."
"Then let’s go inside together?"
"No... I, I... I’m afraid Sister Xue will be mad..."
"Well then, the two of you can just stand outside." These words came from Ling Xuejiu, who actually did care for Xiao Yun deep down. She was about to come out and call Xiao Yun inside when she overheard Xiao Yun and Leng Xuan’s cozy conversation, which she found utterly cheesy. That wasn’t the worst part though; it was Xiao Yun’s line about ’being afraid of making her angry and not daring to come inside’ that really got under her skin. She wasn’t some fierce ogress, was she? Was she really that frightful? Her good intentions were being misconstrued as malevolence, and in a huff, she slammed the door shut with a bang.