Is my roommate a caged bird? I'm stealing her away.

Zhou Suisui was puzzled. What did he mean? Was he trying to comfort her? If he wanted to comfort her, he should have just fiercely fought back against Su Wei for him! What was this all about?

I'm not buying it!

But… Zhou Suisui remembered that this was a sugar daddy. A sugar daddy equals money, and she didn't need to turn down money. But eating like this felt a bit too stifling.

So annoying.

Zhou Suisui ate the candy from his hand, and then lightly bit his fingertip.

Chen Boxu paused, not immediately withdrawing his finger, but instead brushed the tip of his finger against the corner of her lips.

"Is it sweet?" he asked, his voice low.

Zhou Suisui, with a candy in her mouth, looked up at him.

He was also looking at her, his gaze deep, as if waiting for her answer.

Zhou Suisui suddenly leaned closer, her warm breath almost touching his earlobe, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"bitter."

She paused, her voice even softer, tinged with a tearful grievance:

"She just...called me filthy."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stepped back, lowered her eyes, and continued to sip the candy, as if she hadn't said anything at all. Only her reddened earlobes and slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her true emotions.

Chen Boxu remained listening intently for about two seconds.

Then, he slowly turned his face, his gaze passing over Zhou Suisui's drooping hair and landing precisely on Su Wei, who was chatting and laughing with Li Menghan not far away.

He didn't say anything, but simply picked up his glass and slowly took a sip.

The cool liquid slid down my throat.

As he put down his wine glass, he reached out and naturally put his arm around Zhou Suisui's shoulder, pulling her closer to him.

The movements were so casual, it was as if he was adjusting his posture.

But his palm pressed against her slender shoulder blade, the warmth seeping through the fabric, carrying an irresistible force.

Then, he tilted his head slightly, his lips almost touching her earlobe, and replied in the same soft voice:

"What does she know?"

After hearing those words, Zhou Suisui glanced at Su Wei across from her. She saw Su Wei looking at them with a face full of jealousy and hatred. As soon as Zhou Suisui looked up, Su Wei immediately turned her head and pretended to talk to someone else.

Zhou Suisui suddenly had a gut feeling, perhaps a woman's sixth sense about her man. She sensed that Su Wei seemed to care a lot about the man beside her.

Why is everyone always looking at Chen Boxu? Why is everyone always targeting her? Did she also date Chen Boxu?

Zhou Suisui found it hard to accept. She had heard that rich people played around with women... but were these two really having an affair? She thought Chen Boxu was truly blind.

However, if that's the case, she feels she knows how to make that old woman across from her feel bad.

Then, Zhou Suisui snuggled closer to him. She tilted her head back, her lips almost brushing against his chin, and whispered, "Then help me vent my anger."

She paused, her breath brushing against the skin of his neck:

"Right now... kiss me. Or do something else."

Her gaze swept quickly over Su Wei's furtive glances, then returned to him, a blush of embarrassment on her face: "Let her watch."

Chen Boxu looked down at her.

I looked at it for about three seconds.

Then, he chuckled softly.

He neither said it was good nor bad.

His hand, which was around her shoulder, slid down to the back of her neck, and his fingertips gently pinched the soft skin.

Then, he lowered his head and kissed her.

It doesn't land on the lips.

It was a kiss on the side of her neck, on that small patch of skin that she had deliberately covered before, now faintly visible through her hair.

The kiss was slow and lingered for a long time.

It grew so long that Zhou Suisui could clearly feel the warmth of his lips and the slight itch when his breath brushed against her nose.

It was long enough for Su Wei, who had been glancing at it out of the corner of her eye, to see every detail clearly.

He only slowly backed away when the skin on Zhou Suisui's neck turned noticeably red.

As he pulled away, his tongue lightly brushed against the small patch of skin that had been warmed by his kisses.

Zhou Suisui trembled all over.

Chen Boxu had already straightened up and picked up his wine glass again.

His face was expressionless, as if he had just done something completely ordinary.

Only the burning red mark on Zhou Suisui's neck and the lingering sensation of his fingertips pinching the back of her neck proved what had just happened.

She froze in his arms, her ears burning hot.

"Aaaaaah!" Zhou Suisui's inner voice screamed wildly! At this moment, she couldn't even remember that her original intention was to provoke that bitch Su Wei.

She stole a glance at Chen Boxu; he was so natural. A tiny, screaming voice inside her suddenly began furiously attacking Chen Boxu, leaving her the only one whose heart was pounding like crazy.

"What a scumbag! This guy must have had a lot of women," Zhou Suisui concluded decisively. "No, I need to calm down." She was about to turn around and look at Su Wei.

The wine glass in the other person's hand fell to the carpet with a "clatter".

The dark red liquid quickly spread, resembling a small, messy pool of blood.

It seems I wasn't wrong; Su Wei cares a lot about Chen Boxu.

Zhou Suisui then snuggled closer to Chen Boxu, looked at the pale-faced Su Wei, and slowly spoke:

"Miss Su, is it too late? Are you a little tired?" The voice was soft, but carried just the right amount of concern.

Su Wei's face turned from white to pale, her chest heaved violently twice, and she managed to force a stiff smile.

"Miss Zhou, you're very kind." Her voice was a little tight, and her gaze swept meaningfully over Zhou Suisui's posture, which was almost half-reclined in Chen Boxu's arms. "Miss Zhou... seems quite comfortable sitting here."

She paused, her tone gentle, yet each word carried a sharp edge:

"You can be this relaxed anywhere. Unlike us, we're used to rules and regulations, so we can't learn to be this carefree."

After listening, Zhou Suisui only glanced at her.

Then, she picked up another mint from the box on the table.

She turned around and gently placed the light green candy to Chen Boxu's lips.

Chen Boxu looked down at her.

Zhou Suisui met his gaze, her fingers resting steadily on his lips, her voice soft:

"Is it sweet?"

She asked.

The question is about sugar.

His eyes, however, were fixed on Chen Boxu. He was also waiting for him to choose sides.

Chen Boxu's gaze lingered on her fingertips for half a second.

Then he lowered his head slightly and, using her hand, took the candy into his mouth.

Cool fingers brushed against his warm lips.

He looked up, and her reflection was seen in his amber pupils.

"Sweet," he said.

A single word, low and heavy, seemed to fall on the tip of her heart.

Zhou Suisui heard it. She heard that word. Then, she smiled.

That smile was so bright and vivid, like a burst of light suddenly appearing in a dimly lit living room.

Even Old Wu, who hadn't said much while sitting opposite, couldn't help but take a second look, thinking to himself: No wonder.

Chen Boxu looked at that smile. His fingers tightened almost imperceptibly for a moment. Then, he looked away.

But as my gaze swept over her still-smiling profile, something deep within her eyes stirred subtly, like an undercurrent beneath the surface of ice.

The atmosphere in the living room was broken by a burst of laughter. Mr. Wu clapped his hands and proposed, "By the way, everyone, my new club, Cloud Realm, will officially open for trial operation next Saturday. Please come and support me! Bo Xu, you have to come and help me set the tone."

Chen Boxu nodded: "Definitely."

Cheng Fang immediately perked up: "Old Wu, what new tricks do you have?"

"Don't worry, it's absolutely fresh."

Just as the atmosphere was starting to liven up, Su Wei, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, her voice gentle and deliberately familiar: "Speaking of gatherings, it's been so long since I've seen Lin Xiao."

She paused, then turned her gaze to Zhou Suisui, her smile flawless, but her tone carried a clear air of exclusivity: "Bo Xu, this is a formal occasion for President Wu's new store opening. Why don't you... bring Lin Xiao along?"

She clearly articulated the formal occasion, then looked at Zhou Suisui with a condescending yet considerate gaze:

"Miss Zhou, please don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything by it. It's just that Lin Xiao is familiar with these kinds of gatherings of old friends, and her presence would make the atmosphere more harmonious. Miss Zhou, you... are still young after all, and I'm afraid you might not be comfortable in this kind of setting. If you become too reserved, that would be counterproductive, don't you think?"

The air fell silent. Cheng Fang raised an eyebrow, Old Wu's smile remained unchanged, and Young Master Xu also put down his phone... All eyes turned to them.

Zhou Suisui straightened her back, her gaze fixed on the opposite wall, her profile pale, her fingertips digging into the fabric of her skirt.

Here we go again. When will this end? Did I dig up your ancestral grave?

Chen Boxu fiddled with the metal lighter, the "click-click" sound particularly clear in the silence. A few seconds later, he closed the lighter with a crisp snap.

He looked up at Su Wei, his tone flat and direct: "Lin Xiao is busy."

Su Wei's smile froze.

Chen Boxu leaned back, his arms outstretched, resting on the back of the sofa behind Zhou Suisui. He looked at Su Wei, continuing her words, his tone steady yet carrying an undeniable conviction:

"As for Sui Sui—"