novelraw Chapter 352: Come Over for a Hug
Chapter 352: Come Over for a Hug
Chi Niannian’s delicate little face bore an expression of maturity far beyond her years at that moment. "Do you know what the first sign of a man losing interest is?"Xia Xiyan swallowed nervously. "W-what?"
"When he goes from instantly answering your calls to treating them as optional."
"!!" Xiyan staggered back a step, her face filled with horror.
Aaaah, I don’t want to hear this!
Ou Jue would never lose interest! T-T
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I once read something online: Love is when you storm out after a fight but still return with food for him.
Back at home, Xiyan lowered her head to look at the freshly purchased English-style men’s coat in her hands. Her eyelid involuntarily twitched.
"Ah..." She flopped down onto her bed entirely, grabbing a pillow beside her to cover her little face.
Clearly, Ou Jue had given her his card to buy herself something.
But somehow, she hadn’t bought anything for herself—and instead brought back a coat for him?!
Ughhh, but this black coat is just so cool, giving off serious military commander vibes.
She could already imagine how absurdly good-looking Ou Jue would look with his devilishly handsome face in this coat—absolutely dashing.
She really wanted to see it on him.
Glancing at her phone, there was still no reply from Ou Jue.
It was already almost midnight.
Didn’t he say he’d call back after finishing work?
I can’t believe it—it’s almost twelve at night, and he’s still not done?
Could he really be getting tired of me...?
Who exactly is that blonde-haired girl?
So frustrating.
And the more she dwelled on it, the worse she felt.
Especially replaying Niannian’s words in her mind.
[That man is a figure who stands at the very top of the pyramid. You’ll never be able to control his heart.]
[You invest 100% in him, but at most, he only gives you 60%.]
Sitting on the bed hugging her knees, Xiyan’s long lashes drooped down as she muttered to herself, "So... only 60%?"
Her gaze shifted to the coat hanging in the wardrobe. She pictured how Ou Jue would look wearing it.
Her bare, dainty feet touched the cold floor as she walked over and clutched the coat miserably in her arms.
It was a scene that was as heartrending as it was laughable.
A low, attractive voice, tinged with amusement, sounded from the side. "Xia Xiyan, I didn’t know you had this habit of hugging someone else’s coat and indulging in your fantasies."
Shit!
Xiyan nearly jumped out of her skin from the shock.
She twisted her head around in astonishment.
What the hell am I seeing!!
Ou Jue!!
The young man stood in the doorway with his arms crossed, gracefully leaning against the frame. His tall, lean figure radiated an innate air of nobility.
His jaw was subtly sharp, like a character straight out of a manga.
His jet-black hair was slicked back, save for a few fine strands brushing lightly against his brow. His features were strikingly chiseled, and on this dusky night, they appeared even more profound—every angle impossibly perfect.
Those obsidian-like eyes were unfathomably deep. Unlike his usual cold demeanor in front of others, here with Xiyan, there was an added heat to his gaze.
"Y-you..." Still clutching the coat, Xiyan was completely stunned.
How! Did! He! Get! In! Here!!
He stepped forward, his cool gaze lingering briefly on the black coat. "You bought this for me?"
Xiyan’s brain was still in complete meltdown mode.
Can you even imagine the feeling of pining desperately for someone you can’t reach, only for them to suddenly appear in your home out of nowhere?!
With a slight tug at the corner of his lips, Ou Jue took the coat from her hands. In a fluid motion, he flicked it into the air, creating a suave arc as it settled onto his body.
"Not bad. Your taste has improved a little." The Demon gave himself a once-over, then opened his arms toward Xiyan, his voice rich and provocative. "Come here, and give me a hug."