She dared not to speak loudly, afraid the security outside would hear and the news would spread that the megastar and his assistant were in such an intimate setting in the small dark room of someone else’s mall. It wasn’t just about her dying for certain, it would be the end of him too!
Yu Zexiao’s body was clean and spotless, unlike Situ Xuan’s, which was surrounded by a faint scent of cologne and cigar aroma. There was not a trace of any other smell on him, just a hint of warmth from the sun. His entire being, wasn’t like Situ Xuan’s either, delicately handsome, mature, and reserved. If Situ Xuan was like a subtle ink painting, then Yu Zexiao was like a vibrant oil painting. Every inch of his lines, every rise and fall, was filled with vitality and energy, dazzling and rich.
Situ Xuan, though he dared get close, would never touch her so casually. Unlike Yu Zexiao, who even here in public, unabashedly embraced her body and supported the back of her head with his other hand, forcing her to look into his eyes.
In the little dark room, the lighting wasn’t very good. The light coming in from outside was mostly blocked by Mo Siyu and Situ Xuan standing at the door. Yet in such darkness, she could clearly see the light bursting out from the depths of his dark pupils.
The man opened his mouth, his deliberately lowered voice like a cup of milk-added specialty coffee, full of alluring flavor, "You went out with the one surnamed Situ and had a great time, hmm?"
Jian Anning struggled a bit, but his arm had her locked in tight and she couldn’t break free, which made her panic, "Yu Zexiao, this is a mall! If someone sees us here, do you know what the consequences will be?"
"What consequences?" Yu Zexiao didn’t care about that. He only remembered, "All I know is that you were just with that Situ person, chatting and laughing, even hugging and embracing!"
"When was I hugging and embracing!" Although Situ Xuan had been very close when helping her with her seat belt and trying on clothes, he had definitely not touched her. If Situ Xuan was handsy like him, she wouldn’t have the same attitude towards him.
"You’re stalking me?" Suddenly, Jian Anning came to that realization.
Yu Zexiao awkwardly diverted his gaze, "What are you thinking! Why would I stalk you? Do you think you’re some unparalleled beauty? Look in the mirror!"
"Then why..." Jian Anning, long immune to his insults, observed his attire—honestly, it was hard for her to imagine Yu Zexiao, wearing a hoodie, a mask, and sunglasses, looking sleazy while being caught.
"Didn’t you say you were going to work out?"
"I don’t want to work out. Can’t I go shopping?" Yu Zexiao was angry.
"Fine, you go shopping!" Jian Anning knew it was pointless to argue with him. Yu Zexiao was extremely unreasonable during arguments, able to drag down your IQ and then beat you with his plentiful experience.
"But, why are you dressed like that?"
"I... As a celebrity, of course, I need to be fully equipped to avoid being recognized," Yu Zexiao said, sounding more aggrieved as he spoke, "It’s all because you left me to go shopping with that Situ person. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been caught!"
"Weren’t you the one who asked me to go?" Jian Anning was furious upon hearing this, she had actually intended to refuse last night, right?