Three years after our breakup, you came back to China, and I'm just giving up. Why are you cryi

Is this vixen really that direct?

Is she asserting sovereignty?

Lu Hao's heart skipped a beat, and the hairdryer in his hand froze in mid-air.

The warm air disappeared, leaving only the faint hum of the hairdryer and the increasingly fierce wind and rain outside the window.

He glanced at Ning Shu subconsciously.

Ning Shu was looking down, her lower lip trembling slightly as she bit it. Her brows were furrowed, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly held them back.

Her fingers gripped the rim of the bowl tightly, her knuckles pale, as if she were trying her best to suppress something.

No? Is this little girl about to cry?

Lu Hao felt overwhelmed, caught between two women, torn between two options.

When she was intimate with Zhou Mengmeng before, Ning Shu always acted as if she didn't care. How could Xiao Xiyue's words have made her like this?

This reaction is so strange!

Lu Hao shook his head violently, trying to clear his mind of these chaotic thoughts.

The most important thing now is to solve the immediate problem.

He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound natural: "Um... I just told Ning Shu, you can sleep with her, she's afraid of thunder..."

Xiao Xiyue didn't speak, but simply put down the soup bowl, tossed her head, and her long, black hair slipped from Lu Hao's hand like silk.

She immediately stood up from her chair, turned to face Lu Hao, and without glancing at Ning Shu, asked, "Are you sure?"

Lu Hao felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

He steeled himself and tried to make his tone sound more firm: "If you don't go, you can't expect me to go, can you? This little girl is really afraid of thunder."

Little girl?!

Xiao Xiyue frowned, her originally cold gaze turned sharp, and her expression darkened.

Her lips curled slightly, as if silently mocking Lu Hao's "naivety."

They really have a deep bond; even their way of addressing each other is so intimate.

She didn't look at Lu Hao again, but slowly turned her head and her gaze fell on Ning Shu, whose body was trembling slightly.

Ning Shu's anxious appearance and the vulnerability that flashed in her eyes made Xiao Xiyue's gaze complicated.

You owe me a favor.

Xiao Xiyue withdrew her gaze and looked at Lu Hao again, her tone returning to its usual coldness, but with a hint of deeper meaning.

"Okay!" Lu Hao readily agreed, feeling relieved.

Human relationships and favors are no longer important; what matters is resolving the immediate issue.

He didn't want to experience being caught in the middle again, feeling conflicted and torn between two options.

As night deepened, the rain gradually subsided.

Lu Hao returned to his room and closed the door behind him.

He didn't turn on the light, but used the faint light coming in from the window to walk straight to the bedside and lie down on his back.

The soft mattress enveloped his tired body. He stared at the ceiling, feeling that tonight was truly "a bitter pill to swallow."

Xiao Xiyue actually told him that it was her first time, and that he even took her to pick up Ning Shu, and then she followed him home.

Now look what's happened, the two girls are even sleeping in the same bed.

However, considering Ning Shu's personality, she probably won't say anything reckless.

I just don't know if Xiao Xiyue will notice anything.

After all, she's not someone who's easily fooled.

Lu Hao took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and forced himself to fall asleep, trying not to think about these messy things.

He didn't want to go for a job interview tomorrow with panda eyes.

……

The next room.

Ning Shu curled up in the blanket, her small head peeking out, her face delicate and panicked, her little hands tightly gripping the edge of the blanket.

The sound of wind and rain outside the window gradually subsided, but the unease in her heart did not diminish in the slightest.

Xiao Xiyue, standing beside her, turned to face her, one hand supporting her head, her long, black hair cascading down like a waterfall and spreading across the pillow.

A faint smile played on her lips, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Ning Shu, how long have you known Lu Hao?"

"It's been...a year," Ning Shu replied softly.

Xiao Xiyue's gaze made her very uncomfortable, as if she had seen through the little secret between her and Lu Hao.

But Xiao Xiyue had clearly stated before that she wasn't Lu Hao's girlfriend. Yet, at this moment, Ning Shu felt like she was having trouble breathing when facing Xiao Xiyue.

That's the look a legitimate girlfriend gives when she's sizing up a mistress.

"A year has passed, that really is a long time," Xiao Xiyue said, seemingly to herself.

She simply looked at her quietly, her gaze so deep and unfathomable. "What kind of person do you think Lu Hao is?"

Ning Shu opened her mouth, her throat feeling a little dry.

Lu Hao's image floated into my mind: his playful smile, his occasional tenderness, and his eyes that always held a smile.

She frowned slightly, as if she was thinking seriously, and then said in a low but earnest voice, "Although he usually seems carefree, he is actually very caring."

"So, that's why you fell in love with him?"

"Ah?!" Ning Shu's eyes widened in horror, and her cheeks flushed instantly.

Was I... was I making it that obvious?

She lowered her head, wishing she could bury her face in the blanket.

Seeing Ning Shu's embarrassed expression, Xiao Xiyue's smile deepened. "Don't be nervous, I'm not going to eat you."

She had long since discerned Ning Shu's feelings from her actions; her clear eyes couldn't hide her dependence on and admiration for Lu Hao.

"Sister Xiyue, I..." Ning Shu lowered her head shyly, not daring to meet Xiao Xiyue's gaze again.

"That bastard can be really fascinating sometimes." After saying that, Xiao Xiyue didn't look at Ning Shu anymore. Instead, she lay down, turned over, and looked at the ceiling. "But sometimes, you just want to tear his tendons out, skin him alive, and drink his blood."

Ning Shu froze, trembling. Xiao Xiyue's words beside her brought a bizarre scene to her mind.

That is, Xiao Xiyue suddenly sprang into action, went to the kitchen to get a knife, and dismembered her and Lu Hao into eight pieces.

The thought sent a chill down her spine.

Fortunately, Ning Shu soon felt even breathing sounds beside her.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at Xiao Xiyue's stunning profile, blinked her bright eyes, and still had countless questions in her mind.

How did this beautiful older sister meet Lu Hao?

What exactly is their relationship now?

……

The next morning, the rain outside the window had completely stopped, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of earth and vegetation.

When Lu Hao got up, Xiao Xiyue had already left.

The shirt she wore yesterday was torn to shreds, as was her towel.

Lu Hao touched his nose, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

This woman... she really doesn't suffer any loss.

He breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, it was his shirt and towel that were torn up, not himself.

After a quick wash, Lu Hao went out.

He had more important things to do today and didn't have time to worry about such a "trivial matter".

He has to interview the people who want to hire him.