﻿Jiong Jiong You Yao

At age 3, she knew who she wanted to marry. At age 10, she gave away her first kiss. At age 20, she became his personal bodyguard. For her childhood best friend to still run away after all this, what was the point of her learning marital art all these years? The saddest thing to come out of all this was the fact that she was the one feeling burdened all this time…
Five years later. 
“Mommy! How come I am so cute but I do not have a daddy?”
“How should I know? Go ask your daddy!”
Xia Yuxun watched the newly married couple through the TV screen and answered without looking back. 
Half an hour later, at the live wedding that was being broadcasted, a crying child was grabbing onto the groom’s leg and screaming “daddy”. The man stared at the miniature version of himself and asked, “Where’s your mommy?”
Xia Yuxun, who was watching this live show gulped, “You brat, you are digging your mom a hole!”


My Boy Finally Say Yes to Me

Ou Mingxuan was stunned, "You really don't play by the rules, but it's evening..."


"I'm fine! It was just a casual remark, I have to work tomorrow, I can't play like crazy," Xia Yuxun said nonchalantly.


"Yeah! You have to work tomorrow," Ou Mingxuan sighed.


Was she so excited because she had survived seven days, or because she could see him tomorrow?


I really don't want to hit this girl anymore; any more blows and she'd be six feet under.


Two hours later, a plane bound for France left a fleeting trail in the sky.


Company affairs had exhausted Ou Mingxuan, both mentally and physically, but after spending seven days with her, he felt much more relaxed.


"Ou Mingxuan! Where the hell have you been fooling around for the past seven days?"


As soon as he arrived, his friend started bombarding him.


Ou Mingxuan thought of Xia Yuxun's gloomy expression and raised an eyebrow, "Fooling around? I was more like ghost hunting!"


Thinking about it, he realized he'd been celibate for seven days—he had broken his record.


Apparently, Xia Yuxun wasn't the only one who had made breakthroughs these seven days.


He had a strong aversion to marriage and was a stubborn supporter of the no-marriage, no-kids policy, flitting among various beauties, passing through a sea of blossoms without a leaf sticking to him.


It seemed that Xia Yuxun was the only woman around him whom he had never touched.


The reason for that was, of course, self-explanatory.


But now, this little girl blatantly disregarded his charisma, and what's worse, she was infatuated with another man right under his nose, to the point of being lovesick.


My Xiaoxun, I really didn't want to make a move on you, especially seeing you like that; I couldn't even if I wanted to.


It was bad enough that guy had him completely suppressed in both the business and underworld, but now he even lost to him when it came to women.


If Xia Yuxun heard his inner monologue, she would surely comfort him, saying he could just not consider her a woman.


Since the "detox" plan wasn't successful, it seemed he'd have to fight poison with poison.


If Leng Sichen was the poppy, then how could Ou Mingxuan be considered a thrifty lamp?


After greeting everyone, Xia Yuxun entered Leng Sichen's office with the determination of Jing Ke assassinating the King of Qin.


The wind was bleak, the Yi River cold; a brave man leaves, never to return…


Leng Sichen set down the documents, interlocked his fingers and rested his chin on them, gazing unpredictably at the unharmed Xia Yuxun, "You're not dead? Lucky you!"


Xia Yuxun mumbled, "I know... my luck is about to run out."


"At least you're self-aware," Leng Sichen glanced at her lightly and commanded, "Come here."


Xia Yuxun shook her head violently, her eyes timid like a little rabbit watching a big gray wolf.


"Don't make me say it a second time," Leng Sichen's voice lowered.


Leng Sichen sat in his chair, noticeably displeased, "I don't like looking up at people."


"Oh..." Xia Yuxun was inwardly complaining when she reluctantly crouched down...


Leng Sichen looked at her with deep eyes filled with complex emotions.


Xia Yuxun felt a little uneasy under his gaze, not quite understanding his intentions when suddenly he reached out with his "devil's claw" and yanked the zipper of her tracksuit top all the way down...


She was only wearing a cartoon tank top underneath...


Before the victim could explode, Leng Sichen blew his top first, ice-cold like his four-thousand-meter-high glacial face, "Xia Yuxun, give me an explanation."


Chapter 41: The Brave Man Goes Forth, Never to Return