Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon

Chapter 507: Be a Good Girl

Susan, are you in S Country right now?Mrs. Ou hastily settled the bill, lifted her skirt, and hurried home.

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At the hospital entrance.

Xia Xiyan got angrier the more she thought about it.

Ou Jue had never been ambiguous with any other girl, but Qiao Qianmo was not just any girl.

She was Ou Jue’s sister!

As long as she wanted to see Ou Jue, she could use the "sister" title to meet him without restraint.

This was really infuriating.

What made it worse was that Ou Jue didn’t even believe Qiao Qianmo had feelings for him!

It’s driving me nuts.

Fuming with anger, Xiyan walked toward the edge of the road. "If you’re not taking me home, I’ll just grab a cab myself!"

"I already said, you have to stay by my side the entire day today." Ou Jue’s tone was absolute. He grabbed Xiyan’s hand and interlocked their fingers. "Be good, get in the car."

The two were locked in a standoff when an unexpected voice called out next to them.

"Summer?"

A black Mercedes slowly pulled up beside them. The window rolled down, revealing a handsome face.

When Xiyan turned her head, she realized it was her manager, Mu Zeyu.

It was evident Mu Zeyu hadn’t expected to run into her here at the hospital entrance—especially while she seemed to be arguing?

Could she be any more reckless? She was a public figure now, for crying out loud.

He really didn’t know what to do with her.

Seeing Mu Zeyu, Xiyan immediately shook off Ou Jue’s hand and ran over. "Zeyu-ge, what are you doing here?"

Ou Jue lowered his gaze to his now empty left hand, his whole body instantly exuding a chilling, oppressive aura.

"Came to see a friend." Mu Zeyu’s eyes were full of indulgence as he looked at Xiyan. "You—can you at least pay some attention to your image? What if someone recognizes you? Oh, and there’s a commercial shoot tomorrow. Noon at twelve—"

"I know, I know, Zeyu-ge! You came at the perfect time. Can I hitch a ride in your car? Drop me off at home, would you?"

Before Mu Zeyu could reply, a cold, biting voice, gritted with anger, came from behind. "Xia. Xi. Yan. Get back here right now!"

Xiyan totally ignored him, not even turning her head. She opened the backseat door and started getting in. "Thanks, Zeyu-ge! I knew you were the best! Ah—"

Before she could finish her sentence, she was yanked out of the car with brute force.

"What the hell are you doing?" Xiyan raised her voice as she turned angrily.

Ou Jue’s jawline was tight, and he yelled even louder than her. "Shouldn’t I be asking you that? Who gave you the guts to get into another man’s car right in front of me?!"

He’s shouting at me now?

Already furious, Xiyan’s temper flared even higher as she kicked him hard. "Let me go! Why do you care whose car I get into?"

Why should he care at all—he should just go deal with his precious cousin!

Even as Xiyan kicked him, Ou Jue didn’t dodge in the slightest. Instead, his grip on her collar tightened, his voice dropping to a dangerously low tone. "Xia Xiyan, you’d better not test my patience."

"What do you mean, don’t test your patience? Are you saying I’m being unreasonable? I already said I don’t need you to meddle—I just want to go home! Can’t you understand? Who the hell is clinging to whom right now?"

Seeing Xiyan’s outburst, the smile on Mu Zeyu’s face faded slightly. He pushed open the car door and stepped out. "Young Master Ou, please let go of Summer."