Confiscate Everything

Pressing the doorbell of Zhong Yunxin's room, Xia Yu and the maid stood outside waiting.

Three minutes later, the door opened, and a breathless, disheveled Zhong Yunxin appeared in front of Xia Yu.

Understanding her expression, Xia Yu recalled his younger days when Kong Hanyue would suddenly attack him, and he would hurriedly hide his private possessions.

It was quite impressive for Zhong Yunxin to hide her things and change into a normal outfit within three minutes.

Although her sweater was put on backwards.

"Why are you here? Isn't it your vacation?" Zhong Yunxin felt a sense of unease.

"I live nearby, so I can come and check on you anytime during my vacation," Xia Yu said with a smile.

I don't need this kind of concern!

But it's not a big problem, as her things were already hidden.

The dormitory in East Village had two-person rooms, but no one shared the room with Zhong Yunxin, so she had a living room and two bedrooms all to herself.

The room was not large, and if someone searched through her things, they would definitely find her belongings. However, Zhong Yunxin wasn't worried, as An Siyao wouldn't rummage through her room.

An Siyao was a reasonable person and wouldn't do anything that would tarnish her reputation, so everything was safe and sound.

Unless An Siyao knew where she hid her clothes.

How could that be possible?

Zhong Yunxin confidently brought Xia Yu and the maid to her room and even had the mood to treat Xia Yu to some chocolate.

While chewing on the chocolate, Xia Yu glanced around Zhong Yunxin's room.

It was a spacious room with a dark-colored, rose-patterned carpet on the floor, and daily furniture like a dressing table and desk.

His gaze landed on her bed.

He couldn't just crawl under the bed and pull out Zhong Yunxin's suitcase for inspection; he needed a reason.

Otherwise, Zhong Yunxin would sense something was off.

"I heard you're not going home?" Xia Yu asked.

"Yeah, my mom and brother went to the countryside, and I don't want to go," Zhong Yunxin's reason was justifiable.

"Do you only have one suitcase?" Xia Yu suddenly changed the topic, looking at the pink suitcase in the corner and asking Zhong Yunxin.

"Yes," Zhong Yunxin lied. She had another suitcase under the bed, but it was filled with clothes she bought in Zi Lue, so she couldn't tell Xia Yu.

To prevent Xia Yu from finding out, she didn't dare to buy them at the Radiant Light Mall!

Nodding, Xia Yu walked to the edge of Zhong Yunxin's bed.

Zhong Yunxin felt a bit panicked, with the suitcase under the bed; she didn't want Xia Yu to get close.

"It's nothing, I just want to look at your bedsheet. This bedsheet has quite a personality."

After diverting Zhong Yunxin's attention, Xia Yu pretended to be casual and lifted the bedsheet hanging on the edge.

"Oh, there's another suitcase hidden underneath." Letting the maid pull out the suitcase, Xia Yu glanced at Zhong Yunxin, "Open it and have a look."

Normally, upon seeing a suitcase, Xia Yu wouldn't have a reason to search it. However, Zhong Yunxin previously said she didn't have any other suitcase, giving him leverage to justify the inspection.

With trembling hands, Zhong Yunxin opened the suitcase, telling herself not to panic. The clothes on top were normal, while the ones she bought in Zi Lue were underneath.

She came up with an excuse: "I haven't used this suitcase for a long time, I forgot, there are just some dresses I don't wear."

She opened the suitcase, and sure enough, there were little dresses inside.

Without any nonsense, Xia Yu walked over, reached into the clothes and grabbed a pair of ultra-short pants.

Zhong Yunxin's face turned pale as she sat on the carpet, knowing that her clothes were gone.

Having the maid take out the normal clothes and bring the suitcase, Xia Yu left Zhong Yunxin's dormitory.

For ordinary people, what they wear is a matter of freedom. If other students wanted to wear such unconventional clothes, Xia Yu would only mildly intervene for the sake of maintaining school rules and student council authority. But Zhong Yunxin was different.

People's concepts are metaphysical but have carriers, clothes were the concept that Xia Yu deliberately strengthened in Zhong Yunxin.

Wearing normal clothes, Zhong Yunxin's self-positioning was that of a girl suppressed by Xia Yu. Normal clothes made her feel bound, so she didn't dare to cause trouble.

But when she put on her own clothes, she would feel free and then return to her nature, causing more trouble.

That's why prisons and the military have strict requirements for attire, life habits, and other small things.

The self-positioning of humans is indeed a magical thing.

After returning home with the maid, Xia Yu thought that Ruo Yali would come to trouble him about An Feixiong, but surprisingly it was calm.

He asked another maid where An Feixiong had gone, and the news was that the head maid was playing with An Feixiong.

Did that guy handle this matter?

It's quite impressive that he could keep An Feixiong from telling his mother.

Having the maid put Zhong Yunxin's suitcase in his room, Xia Yu told her to leave.

He opened the suitcase and looked inside. In addition to the clothes bought in Ziling, there were some clothes he had never seen before. It seemed that they were missed in the last search.

Maybe he missed some this time too.

But that doesn't matter, leaving some for Zhong Yunxin is also good, as you can't overdo everything.

"These clothes look so embarrassing," An Siyao said. "It's such a disgraceful look when worn."

"That's not necessarily true," Xia Yu smiled. "It depends on the face. Zhong Yunxin's red hair didn't look bad before."

"What about me?" An Siyao's focus shifted to a strange place.

"I don't know, why don't I try them on?" Xia Yu laughed maliciously, picking up a pair of short leather pants.

"No, no," the girl hurriedly refused, Xia Yu could imagine her blushing and embarrassed face.

Putting down the clothes and closing the suitcase, Xia Yu finished his afternoon tea and was waiting for dinner when he saw the head maid.

The head maid had been quite behaved since Xia Yu had disciplined her two months ago.

This time, she came because of An Feixiong's matter.

"Miss, the young master is still young, don't be angry with him. It's a good thing that someone told me this time, and I managed to coax the young master away," the head maid said.

Without saying anything, Xia Yu let the head maid leave.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, his fingers tapping on the table.

The head maid's words seemed to have no problem, but in fact, they had a lot of problems.

On the surface, the whole sentence means that the head maid scared away An Feixiong and helped Xia Yu solve the trouble, showing her sense of responsibility and concern. However, upon further analysis, it is clear that her emotions are not what they seem to be.

In the first half, it says not to compete with An Feixiong, implying that Xia Yu is at fault in the conflict, which is a prejudice. In the second half, it says that fortunately, she solved the problem, and this wording of "fortunately" is very intriguing. It implies that if not for her, Luoya Li would have come to teach Xia Yu a lesson.

These observations might still be somewhat speculative, but the fact that the head maid purposely came and said this, coupled with the disgust Xia Yu sensed through his mental connection, indicates that the head maid had ulterior motives. Was it Luoya Li's arrival that made her feel like she could compete with him? Did she think Luoya Li could suppress him?

For the past month, he had been somewhat negligent, and An Siyao was mainly using her body while the head maid was frequently close to her. Thus, realizing that An Siyao was still the weak child was normal. He needed to find an opportunity to teach her a lesson.

At seven in the evening, Xia Yu returned to his own body. At this time, the cat was being fed. "Tomorrow, I'll talk to Hanhan's grandmother and let Hanhan play with you guys," Xia Nianhong told Xia Yu. She was afraid that Xia Yu would feel bored and want to return to the city after a few days, so she wanted to involve him through Kong Han. Even the old people in the countryside had their own schemes.

"Alright," Xia Yu was also somewhat looking forward to seeing what Kong Han had become. After putting down a large bowl of cat food, Xia Yu smoothly stroked the cat twice. Xia Nianhong, feeling distressed, said, "Alright, alright, one cat should not eat so many biscuits. Just give them some leftover rice."

"Grandma, this is cat food, not biscuits, and moreover, Xiao Hei is not an ordinary cat!" Yuxue defended the cat.