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Xia Yu had just left the hospital and was about to hail a cab home when he suddenly sensed something. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he looked at the black Mercedes-Benz parked across the street, gave a cold snort, and looked away.

"Host!" System 001 cried excitedly. "That Chi guy is here!"

"Heh. What the hell does that have to do with me?"

...Wasn't he here for you?

He casually flagged down a taxi. Just as he was about to open the door, he was stopped.

Two burly men in black suits and sunglasses appeared at his sides, one on each side. Holding the car door shut, they said respectfully, "Young Master, sir has come to pick you up."

Xia Yu's expression remained blank. "Let go."

"My apologies, Young Master."

One of the men waved at the taxi driver. The driver was quick to take the hint and did not dare linger. He floored the accelerator and sped away.

The aura around him instantly turned cold and heavy.

The two men trembled inwardly for a second, then forced themselves to say, "Young Master, please."

"Kind Host, don't get angry just yet." System 001 tried to persuade him as well. "Let's give him a chance to explain himself. If he doesn't know what's good for him and starts spouting nonsense, we'll chop him up."

"Y-Yes, yes..." System 105 was still so shaken by what had happened in the hospital room that it had not recovered. It did not dare offer any opinions and merely echoed the big-shot system.

Xia Yu ground his teeth, pulled out an unreadable smile, and walked toward the black Mercedes-Benz.

Whew... Both humans and systems breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young Master, please..." Chi Yi respectfully opened the rear door for him.

He remained standing, his gaze falling on a pair of black leather shoes inside the car. Higher up were long legs bent at the knee, the black suit trousers creased slightly.

"Get in." A low, hoarse male voice came from inside the car, carrying an imposing authority despite its calmness.

"Young Master..." Chi Yi, who was still holding the door, sounded almost pleading.

Xia Yu bent down and got in.

Chi Yi hurriedly shut the door, then took the front passenger seat and told Chi Er, the driver, "Drive."

In the back seat, Xia Yu pressed himself against the door and kept his head lowered, not sparing the person beside him a single glance. The atmosphere was unbearably stiff.

"Achoo..." Perhaps he had sweated while standing beneath the sun just now, but once he entered the heavily air-conditioned car, he could not help sneezing.

Chi Yan, beside him, furrowed his sharp brows slightly and ordered in a deep voice, "Turn off the air conditioning."

"Okay..."

"Don't turn it off." Xia Yu spoke calmly.

...Chi Er glanced at the rearview mirror, swallowed, and ultimately raised the temperature a little.

Chi Yan's brows drew together even more tightly. Turning to look at the profile beside him, he asked coldly, "How long are you going to keep this up?"

Xia Yu turned his head and smiled faintly. "Sleep with me once, and this will be over for good."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Cough..."

The two men in front were caught completely off guard and choked on their saliva at the same time. Their faces immediately turned pale with horror. It was over—they had heard something they should not have.

Chi Yan's handsome face darkened. "Xia Yu!"

"Once."

A vein throbbed at his temple. "Stop the car!"

Chi Er hurriedly hit the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road.

"Get out!"

The two men in front did not dare waste even a second. They got out at top speed and moved far away.

System 001 covered its own eyes with one hand and covered System 105's eyes, which were bulging in shock, with the other. It would get used to it eventually. When its host went crazy, he had no shame at all.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yu's slender fingers slid across Chi Yan's thigh, his smile not reaching his eyes. "Does mentioning it make you unhappy?"

Chi Yan caught his wrist. "Stop fooling around!"

His gaze fell on his wrist, which was hurting from the tight grip. His long lashes trembled slightly. "It hurts..."

The man instantly loosened his grip, unconsciously rubbing the spot twice. Once he realized what he was doing, he hastily flung Xia Yu's hand away.

Xia Yu lowered his head and looked at the red marks on his wrist. Pressing his lips together, he said softly, "I was joking. Don't take it to heart. I was being presumptuous and misunderstood. Let's pretend nothing happened that night. I won't tell anyone, so you can rest assured and get engaged to Miss Lin."

Following his gaze, Chi Yan's eyes flashed with regret. He explained in a deep voice, "There won't be any engagement. I have never wanted to get married."

"Mm. That's your business. I have no right to interfere, and you don't need to explain it to me. Sorry. I've been making trouble these past few days."

"Xiaxia..." His tightly furrowed brows did not ease in the slightest. Instead, his mood grew even heavier.

Xia Yu looked up at him and smiled easily. "I was the one who misunderstood your feelings for me. I thought you felt the same way I did..."

"I only ever saw you as..." Chi Yan had always believed that, yet when the words slipped out again and he saw Xia Yu's lashes trembling faintly, his heart suddenly clenched in pain.

At first, he had disliked the thin, withdrawn Xia Yu. Coupled with his busy work schedule, he had little time to build a relationship with him, so he had always treated him coldly.

But Xia Yu liked him very much and always clung to him tirelessly.

He had thought Xia Yu was going to such lengths to please him because he wanted to cling tightly to the Chi Household. When he learned that Xia Yu's family background was not bad, his attitude gradually softened.

Later on, Chi Yan simply spoiled Xia Yu completely. He handled everything, major and minor, personally, and wanted to place every good thing in front of Xia Yu just to make him happy.

However, he had never expected Xia Yu's feelings for him to be so far from simple.

What he had not expected even more was that on Xia Yu's birthday last month, he had rejected Xia Yu's confession one moment, then used the alcohol as an excuse the next... When he woke up the following day, his mind was a mess, and the first thing he blurted out to Xia Yu was, "I'm sorry."

Only after saying it did Chi Yan realize how deeply he had hurt him, but he had no idea what to do. The financial tycoon who had spent years in the business world and struck fear into countless people had become a coward for the first time, abandoning Xia Yu and running away.

After hiding in torment for nearly a month, he truly could not stop worrying about Xia Yu. Before he could figure out how to speak to Xia Yu properly, Xia Yu returned to the country the next day.

Xia Yu had ignored his messages and refused his calls these past few days, and Chi Yan had truly gone frantic. Though he did not even know what he was so anxious about, the moment he heard Xia Yu calling out to someone else on the phone yesterday, he became furious. Throwing everything else out of his mind, he immediately had someone arrange a private jet to fly him back.

He had originally intended to explain the mistake between them clearly to Xia Yu. But when Xia Yu smiled and casually brushed aside what had happened that night, it felt as though countless needles had pierced Chi Yan's heart, leaving behind a dense, aching soreness.

"I know. I was overthinking things. I won't have any other thoughts about you in the future. I've made things difficult for you these past few days. I'm sorry." After speaking softly, Xia Yu turned to look out the window. The next second, his eyes darkened. His lips moved soundlessly, forming two words: Fuck!