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"You see, Yuan Ru did have a good intention. She invited so many men to come just because of her protectiveness towards Xia Yao, but not that she deliberately wanted to cause troubles. Please, whatever you do, don't get angry with her." Wang Shuang humbly begged Yuan Zong.

Yuan Zong replied with an expressionless face, "This did too much harm, so she must take responsibility for her actions."

"But I feel you are getting a bit tough on her." The lady's voice was full of sadness. "I can see that you understand her the most, to know that she can't stand being confined for whatever reason. Maybe just telling her off is better than grounding her."

"Well, letting her keep herself to herself is also much better."

"But..."

"That's it! Let this affair be settled this way.." Yuan Zong cut Wang Shuang off. "If there is anything else that I need to know, then feel free to speak."

Wang Shuang still kept her cool as whether Yuan Zong agreed to release his sister or not didn't really matter. If he did, it proved she had a certain charm on this man. Otherwise, she could still take this advantage to talk to him more.

Xia Yao was leisurely jogging outside when the office door opened up with a sudden sound and Wang Shuang walked out.

She stood there with a farewell smile to Yuan Zong.

"I am going home now."

They may seem to be ordinary words but to Xia Yao, things were not so simple.

Wang Shuang unexpectedly caught sight of Xia Yao as soon as she looked away from Yuan Zong.

The girl gave another smile to him, somewhat reluctantly.

Xia Yao also grinned brightly back, but inside he was swearing: Smile my ass, bitch!

Yuan Zong quickly approached, asking, "When did you arrive here? Why don't you come in?"

Xia Yao stood in pent-up anger. Who are you trying to fool? Wasn't that transparent glass window big enough for you to see me arrive? Or couldn't you take your eyes off that woman for a second? What a pretentious bastard!

But all men had their ego and so did Xia Yao, who definitely was not intent on expressing his jealousy. After all, he had never admitted his feeling for Yuan Zong.

Therefore, Xia Yao unexpectedly changed his attitude to a frivolous smile on the face. He even threw one arm around Yuan Zong's neck, mocking fraternally, "I wouldn't dare to mess around with your relationship!"

Yuan Zong said coldly, "She's just another friend of Yuan Ru's."

"Don't play with me! Just get straight to it like all men do, what are you being shy for? Besides, this is actually a good opportunity! Isn't it that I always promise you to try my best to fix you up with the right girl? And look, now I have another one kindly doing this for me, granted, your little sister absolutely cannot fit anybody's eyes, I am pleased with what she has done. Isn't that right?"

He grinned and hit Yuan Zong's chest.

Yuan Zong, having no interest in paying attention that little trouble maker's taunting words, simply asked, "What do you want for dinner?"

Xia Yao shoved him back, "Whatever you can cook up as today I'm in a good mood, how about making more food than usual?"

While Yuan Zong was preparing the meal, Xia Yao was playing with the man's phone when a new message popped up from an unknown number. He read it right away. "It's me, Wang Shuang. Please save my number."

Xia Yao didn't know Wang Shuang was Yuan Ru's best friend, therefore, another message from Yuan Ru for her brother the previous night pissed him off further, "Tomorrow I'll introduce you to a girl, a model named Wang Shuang."

Xia Yao breathed deeply, while Yuan Zong was not around he hit the pillow as hard as possible with his raging fists. Damn it! He even pretended that he had not known her. Yuan Ru's friend? Clearly, they had planned it in advance.

Pretentious old man!

As his series of swears seemed to have no end, a ring came from Yuan Zong's phone.

Xia Yao has a excellent memory, especially when it comes to remembering things he could not bear to see. Therefore, he spotted Wang Shuang's number at a single glance. He walked into the kitchen with Yuan Zong's phone.

"Hey, it's yours."

Yuan Zong took it.

"Wang Shuang here. I want to talk about the company's campaign..."

It was an important business talk and the boiling and cooking sound was too loud so Yuan Zong had to cover the pot and left.

Xia Yao innately groaned: hiding another dirty conversation? What the hell are you talking about behind my back?

He then looked at the pot and opened it. The soup was boiling over and the irresistible savory went into his nose. It took a while for Xia Yao to summon up the courage to add a spoonful of salt into that delicious soup.

Upon finishing the phone conversation, Yuan Zong returned to his soup. A skilled cook like him could tell exactly how salty his dishes were not by its taste but by its smell.

He glanced to the outside room of the kitchen and quietly smiled with a hidden thought, that mischievous child...

And so Yuan Zong threw it away and made a better soup.

During dinner, Xia Yao squabbled with Yuan Zong even though he had not even tasted a single spoon of soup, "This soup's too salty!"

Yuan Zong, instead of reverting, drank up his whole bowl of soup.

"Are you nuts? Or that horribly much salt is still not enough to burn your throat?!"

Xia Yao tried in vain to trigger him, while Yuan Zong failed to hold back a small smirk.

"You still dare to laugh?" Now it was Xia Yao's turn to express what he was holding in his throat, not laughter, but anger. "You kept chatting on the phone and did not pay any attention to our meal. Look at what shitty thing you have done! Can you still drink without noticing it?"

But things changed when he tasted two spoonfuls of it, and the soup perfect, not salty at all. Yuan Zong watched him attentively. So great was his rage that Xia Yao threw the spoon into the bowl.

"This is burnt food!"

(Why so cute Xia Yao? >_< Please get jealous more often :3)

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That evening, Xia Yao was feeling wound down a little bit after taking a shower and basking himself in the warmth of the blanket when Yuan Zong's phone suddenly rang again.

He noticed it was still that Wang Shuang girl. Can she be any more annoying? Will this stop happening?

However, Xia Yao remained pretty cheerful when he gave Yuan Zong the phone, "Hey, it's your wife again!"

Yuan Zong was tidying up the room while talking on the phone. Normally, the moment Xia Yao gets into bed, there was no way anyone could pull him out of the blankets. However, that night, he got out of the bed and walked around the room with such a pissed off face, he touched this and that, then played with this and that. After a while, he returned to the bed and continually rolled over to find a sense of existence. The reality became that pouting was not an distinguishable feature of women, but that action of a six-foot man could easily kill people with its adorableness.

Yuan Zong was going to hanging up but was seduced by Xia Yao's facial expression, so he kept pretending to talk into the phone. A thirty-year-old man like him should be ashamed of such behavior, however, Yuan Zong could not take his eyes off Xia Yao for a moment. Instead of putting down the phone, he was completely absorbed by Xia Yao. His heart of steel seemingly melted into mud.

Finally, Yuan Zong threw the phone on his desk to single-handedly handle his naughty boy.

"Hey, have some self-control, man!" Xia Yao put on another face, "You've already got such a refined lady chasing after you, what are you doing here with someone like me?"

Yuan Zong's hard member roughly slid against Xia Yao's butt, his voice tesasing, "It would be unforgivable if I don't take care of you since you are already in my lair"

Xia Yao's bottom was going numb from all the rubbing, he gritted his teeth, "Hell no, who needs your service? Go and find that pretty babe of yours!"

Despite what Xia Yao said, Yuan Zong's neck was still tightly held in his arms.

So they were getting it on when the phone's ringing suddenly spoiled the fun.

Xia Yao inertly shouted: Can't that bitch get out of my sight?!

Yuan Zong immediately turned off the phone.

Obviously, it was satisfying for Xia Yao but he did not forget to put on an act."What was that for? What if she wanted to say "Night night! Moah! Moah!?"

Yuan Zong stared at Xia Yao, "Say what?"

"Night night! Moah! Moah!"

"The last two words."

"Moah! Moah!"

Yuan Zong gave Xia Yao flirtatious look and kissed him.

It took Xia Yao a whole second to react: Fuck, you can even take advantage of this? Where's your conscience? (In the dump when he's with you :) )

After kissing for a while, Yuan Zong put his large hand on the nape of Xia Yao's neck, saying, "Actually, she was asking to me free Yuan Ru. That's why she has been bugging me for the whole day."

Xia Yao considered it for while. Firstly, if Yuan Zong disagreed then Wang Shuang would take this chance to stick to him. But if I asked Yuan Zong to let Yuan Ru go, I will not only get rid off Wang Shuang's excuses, but will also prove my generosity.

And so Xia Yao said, "Then just let her go."

But Yuan Zong was not swayed by his words, "How can I forgive her for what she has done?"

Xia Yao tried to show his selflessness, "If Wang Shuang was stranger, you would turn a blind eye. But this is a good intention from our lady. Don't turn me into the cause of your bad relationship. For the sake of eternal brotherhood, I will sacrifice for her, just this once."

Yuan Zong contemplated.

Xia Yao played another trick, "If you don't, you won't have any rights to see me anymore."

"Tomorrow we will discuss this!"

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The next morning, Xia Yao received a call from Yuan Ru, who has been freed by her brother. But Wang Shuang, who was not accompanied by Yuan Ru, still showed up at Yuan Zong's and they were having a private talk at the office when Xia Yao came.

What was she up to?

This time, Xia Yao entered the room instead of waiting outside.

Wang Shuang and Yuan Zong looked up at him. The girl smiled with Xia Yao who spoke airily, "Oh, don't mind me. I am just here to use the internet."

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Last time you saw young Xu Feng. Here is another picture of teenage Feng Ge .

Love,

Ann