﻿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

Xia Yuxun looked at the five small clips on her clothes used for holding folders, the corners of her mouth twitching a few times.


Leng Sichen was buried in his work, calm on the surface, but inside, a storm was brewing—he almost lost control a moment ago, and Xia Yuxun was the object of his near lapse.


It continued this way until the end of the workday, when Xia Yuxun had already fallen asleep on the sofa since she couldn't go out in that state anyway.


Xia Yuxun rubbed her eyes groggily, "Oh, Achen, what time is it..."


Leng Sichen's heart trembled, feeling as if he was pulled back to middle school when Xia Yuxun would fall asleep on her desk after school, wiping saliva from her mouth as she asked him what time it was.


Apart from that time she fainted in the elevator, it had been a long time since he had heard her call him Achen. Maybe it was because he scolded her too harshly last time.


Xia Yuxun wanted to stretch her arms but considering the precarious state of her clothes, she decided against it.


"Change into this." Leng Sichen tossed her a bag.


"When did you buy clothes?" Xia Yuxun scratched her head, somewhat surprised.


"Ah? Oh..." Xia Yuxun originally thought she would wait for him in the car as she had done before, but she didn't expect that he would want her to join him.


Why did she always feel that he was acting a bit strange—was it just her imagination?


"Are you done yet?" Leng Sichen stood outside the restroom, urging her impatiently.


"Oh, just a sec—" Xia Yuxun hurriedly hopped out of the restroom on one foot, still not having one of her high heels on properly.


An adorable little princess dress made her look like a delicate doll, the well-fitted V-neckline giving her small but beautifully shaped bust a touch of femininity.


Leng Sichen looked at her helplessly, took a few steps forward, snatched the shoe from her hand, and bent down slightly to slip it on her, then fastened the crystal strap of the other shoe which had not been done up.


Leng Sichen gave her an up and down look, adjusted the flower on her neckline, slightly raised her waistband, and smoothed out her skirt.


Xia Yuxun continued to be dazed, letting him fiddle with her dress with a serious expression.


"What are you daydreaming for, let's go!"


Ten minutes later, Xia Yuxun appeared in a luxuriously decorated styling salon.


Then, she was groggily pushed by Leng Sichen toward a man with exaggerated green hair, dressed in a floral shirt.


"Jason, I only have half an hour," Leng Sichen said.


The green-haired man looked at Xia Yuxun's unruly hair and snapped his fingers, "President Leng, you really get me! I love a good challenge."


The green-haired man did not hesitate to try to take Xia Yuxun's glasses off.


It was then that Xia Yuxun, who had been on the cusp of dreams and reality, not understanding the situation, snapped to awareness.


She swiftly placed her hand on the shoulder of the flamboyant man, followed by a standard shoulder throw...


And like that, the nearly six-foot stylist was embarrassingly tossed to the ground.


Everyone in the room was stunned, with only the man's howls of pain left echoing.


Just as Leng Sichen was about to get angry, Xia Yuxun shrank over to his side with an incredibly aggrieved look, hugging his arm, "Achen, I don't want to stay here!"


Any attempt to take away her glasses was a ferocious beast!


Chapter 43: President, You Are So Talented!