Xiyue, You Know Me, I've Always Been Your Simp

"Alright, no need for the neutering."

Young Master Fei felt that after he said those words, the Golden Retriever became a bit friendlier toward him.

What, could this dog understand human speech?

Yet, come to think of it, when they first stepped out of Xiao Xiao's shop and met, it hadn't acted like much.

It looked at him as if he were a complete stranger.

However, once they got into the car and he looked at it a second time.

Instantly, the feeling changed.

It was hard to see a benevolent look in the eyes of a Golden Retriever.

The gaze it fixed on him was full of wariness and hostility.

Young Master Fei muttered to himself, what was going on here?

Could it be that he was naturally born with that kind of dog-hating constitution that dogs didn't like?

Otherwise, he hadn't beaten it or scolded it.

He had even allowed A Jiu to keep it.

How could he have raised an ungrateful dog?

Instead of fawning over him, it was giving him attitude?

If he hadn't already promised A Jiu to keep it, he would have thrown it away long ago.

However, upon arriving at the pet hospital, Young Master Fei's psychological balance was restored; although the degree wasn't as hostile toward him, it was unfriendly to everyone.

Compared to others, it was quite attached to A Jiu, as if it had known A Jiu for a very long time.

Could it be that A Jiu was naturally blessed with a dog-magnet constitution that dogs loved?

Or was it because A Jiu had fed it earlier?

Whatever, why bother thinking about it so much, it was just a dog.

Anyway, it wasn't his to raise; if it wouldn't get close, then so be it. With him busy as hell every single day, where would he find the time to raise a dog?

Young Master Fei led them to buy some dog food, dog bowls, dog beds, and other items, then returned to the hospital.

At the hospital entrance, he looked back at the person and the dog, and Young Master Fei suddenly remembered.

This dog probably couldn't be brought inside, right?

Although the hospital had disinfection requirements, there was no explicit rule.

As Young Master Fei of the Fei family, he could throw his weight around and eventually bring it inside.

However, he was merely a villain, not a demon; he wasn't capable of playing with the health of unrelated strangers.

Fine, he would just have to move back to the villa to live.

Returning to the villa, it was already past mealtime, and the villa's cook had already gone off-duty, leaving Young Master Fei with no choice but to go to the kitchen to whip up some dinner himself.

Finishing in a rush, he let A Jiu handle that pile of dog beds herself. Too exhausted to wash up, he collapsed directly onto the sofa and fell sound asleep.

If the original Fei Yangyao's body hadn't been unravelled by alcohol and lust, remaining robust and full of energy, he reckoned he would have dropped dead from exhaustion long ago.

No help for it, the intensity today had been maxed out.

Reviewing today's series of events.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Oh Ye Chen, Ye Chen, there is no such thing as quiet years, it's just someone else carrying the heavy burden forward for you.

Leaving aside whatever whispers Jiang Anran and Chen Xiaoxiao were sharing with each other on the other side.

The next day.

Young Master Fei was still fast asleep when a flurry of urgent phone ringtones dragged him out of his slumber.

He fumbled around to find his phone, answering the call with a hint of grogginess.

"Hello?" Young Master Fei asked lazily, his eyelids unlifted as he muttered.

"Fei Yangyao, where are you?" The voice on the other end was somewhat familiar, making Young Master Fei's consciousness instantly clear up a bit.

A person couldn't possibly make the same mistake twice; with the experience from last time, Young Master Fei immediately recognized that the voice belonged to... Gu Xiyue!

Sigh, could they not let a person sleep properly, early in the morning like this.

Muttering inwardly, Young Master Fei kept his eyes closed and instantly switched to a flattering tone.

"Ah!? Xiyue? I'm at my own place, what's wrong?"

"You wait, I'll be there in an hour." Gu Xiyue's voice had barely fallen when Young Master Fei's heart involuntarily skipped a few beats.

"Xiyue, are you coming to see me? Whenever and wherever, the door to my home is always open for you."

Deep inside, Young Master Fei couldn't help but marvel at his own professional dedication. Even in a half-asleep state, he could instantly switch to coping mode—wasn't this a true actor?

After hanging up the phone, Young Master Fei forced his eyes open and glanced at the time on his phone screen.

It was just past six, which meant he still had a precious stretch of sleep time.

Thus, he decided to seize the moment to catch up on a bit more sleep.

"Xiao Ai."

"Present!"

"Help me set an alarm for forty minutes from now."

"Got it."

Hearing its response, with the phone gripped in his hand, Young Master Fei promptly fell fast asleep again.

zZZ...

However, good times never last...

"Fei Yangyao!"

Startled by the sudden sharp cry, Young Master Fei woke up instantly, "Huh? What is it?"

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Gu Xiyue standing by the bed, glaring angrily with her hands on her hips.

How could she be this fast? Had the alarm not gone off yet?

He glanced at the alarm on the phone in his hand—sure enough, it was still short by a good few minutes.

"Xiyue? So fast? Hehehehe..."

Young Master Fei let out a few silly chuckles, trying to gloss it over.

After all, as a simp, he was actually sleeping in; forget about going three miles out to welcome her, he hadn't even greeted her at the door to let her in. It was simply too outrageous.

Even excuses were hard to find.

How should he put it? Could he possibly say that his bed possessed magnetic force, firmly pulling him onto it?

He couldn't possibly say that!

Still, why was her temper so bad?

Did she have her period?

He didn't know whether he hadn't received this part of the memories, or if the original Fei Yangyao simply hadn't recorded it.

Young Master Fei carefully recalled the times when her period came, and found he couldn't quite calculate it.

However, after recalling, Young Master Fei discovered that every time he saw her these past few days, there didn't seem to be a single moment when she wasn't losing her temper.

Could this Gu Xiyue be a fake too?

Was she actually some hot-tempered babe who had slipped into Gu Xiyue's skin?

Otherwise, it was hard to explain why a cold female CEO from a book had never been icy once, instead acting like a resentful boudoir maiden.

"Who is she?!" Gu Xiyue pointed to the other side of the large bed.

"Her? Who?"

Following the direction of Gu Xiyue's finger, Young Master Fei wished he could punch himself unconscious and instantly make his escape.

No way, A Jiu, again?

It was fine when there was no one around last time, but this time...

Well, fine. This time he knew why she was throwing a fit again.

Behold, on the other side of the bed, A Jiu lay sprawled across it in a giant 'X' shape, drool spilling from her mouth as she slept with loud puffs and wheezes.

There was no bedsheet on her side; all of it was bunched up on Young Master Fei's side. Because her clothes puffed up, air could seep in through the cuffs.

Well, at least she was wearing clothes this time.

That was something to be thankful for.

Wait!

Why are you wearing my clothes?

Unlike the dress from yesterday, today A Jiu was wearing a loose plaid shirt. The size was clearly a few numbers too big, the sleeves sliding down to her elbows and exposing a small section of delicate wrists.

The hem of the shirt was casually tucked into a pair of loose casual trousers, the cuffs rolled up because they were too long, revealing dainty ankles.

Young Master Fei dared to say that normally, seeing a lone man and woman lying on the same bed, nine out of ten people would suspect hanky-panky.

Now, with the woman wearing the man's clothes on top of that, it was ten out of ten.

However.

Heaven is his witness, he really knew nothing at all.

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! I don't know what happened either, but I can swear that there is nothing between us. I'll wake her up and ask what's going on. Xiyue, you know me, I've always been your simp."

Young Master Fei wiped away a non-existent drop of sweat, cried out his grievance, and stiffly reaffirmed his identity as a simp before turning around to wake A Jiu.

"A Jiu, wake up! Wake up!"

Young Master Fei felt that this world was one giant samsara—didn't this exact scene seem to have happened before?