CHAPTER 133: CHAPTER 133 DEMON BROTHER 3&4

What on earth is going on!!

An Ran’s heart was pounding wildly like a startled deer, and her mind went blank. She instinctively wanted to push him away, but what she got in return was an even more tantalizing entanglement.

Her small hand was firmly restrained by his single hand.

Mmm, An Ran felt like she was about to lose her breath...

In this storage room with no lights, pitch-black and silent, she couldn’t see anything at all.

What exactly does he want to do!

An Ran was completely panicking, "Let go... let go of me..."

But unfortunately, her struggles were so feeble in the man’s eyes, it felt no more than a playful scratch.

An Ran’s whole body was trembling, it felt as if countless ants were crawling all over her.

She was genuinely terrified, could this mean she’d encountered a dangerous person?

What would happen to her next...?

An unprecedented fear surged into her heart, and tears gradually welled in An Ran’s eyes, "Woo..."

Let me go... no!

Tears rolled down, sliding over the man’s slender fingers.

Chi Cheng hesitated for a moment, and only then did he realize the girl was crying.

Heh...

He lowered his head and let out a light chuckle, standing upright at an unhurried pace, "Seems I might’ve played a bit too much."

Without the restraint of the man, An Ran slid down along the wall, collapsing onto the ground.

"You... how could you..." An Ran raised her voice, trembling slightly.

"Shh—" Chi Cheng’s smile resembled that of a demon in the night, his expression seductive yet dangerous, "If you’re too loud, people outside might hear us, you know."

An Ran’s face flushed even more deeply.

If people outside really saw this, who knew what kind of misunderstanding they’d have about her and this man being inside here.

Chi Cheng crouched down, brushing An Ran’s cheek in a playful manner, "First time meeting you. That kiss just now? Consider it a greeting gift from me."

Leaving these words behind, the man stood up and unhurriedly opened the door to leave.

Dear God... dear God!!

An Ran finally snapped back to her senses. She had been bullied by a "scoundrel"!

What kind of greeting gift was that? Talking nonsense to kids?!

Fuming, An Ran pushed herself up and scrambled to follow him.

But the man was nowhere in sight.

"An Ran?" Xiyan, who was coming toward her, looked at her strangely, "What were you doing? How does it take you so long to go to the bathroom?"

She had been waiting and waiting, but this girl never came back.

Unexpectedly, An Ran threw herself right into Xiyan’s arms, "Woo woo, Xiyan!"

Xiyan hugged her, "What on earth happened?"

"I just..."

An Ran frantically recounted everything that had just happened.

"That’s outrageous!" Xiyan slammed the table in anger, her indignation palpable, "We should call the police, shouldn’t we?"

An Ran bit her lower lip, "But... but I don’t even know what his name is..."

Just then, a familiar Lamborghini executed a flashy drift and parked right outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling window.

While Xiyan had been comforting An Ran, a glimpse of that imposing figure in her peripheral vision made her whip her head around in shock—

It was Ou Jue!

Oh my god, Xiyan didn’t even give him the address, how did he find this place?

Startled, Xiyan grabbed An Ran’s arm and crouched down, "Quick, block me!"

"Huh?" An Ran turned her head to look outside, only to have Xiyan shout, "Don’t look!"

"Don’t look at what? Hmm?" A chilly voice suddenly sounded right above their heads.

Xiyan’s neck stiffened. Mechanically, bit by bit, she lifted her head to look.

Ou Jue stood there, chin slightly raised, gazing down at Xiyan with cold indifference.

"Waah!" Xiyan yelped, scooting backward, then awkwardly scratched her chin, "O-Ou Jue? Fancy meeting you here~~"

For once, Ou Jue offered a devilish smile, his lips curling without any warmth as he spoke, "I’ll give you a chance to explain. You dared hang up on me?"

"!!" Xiyan instantly chickened out, "No no no, my phone just ran out of battery earlier..."

"Heh, ran out of battery? Did your lack of IQ also make you think I’m a fool?"

"..." You’re the one who’s lacking IQ!!

An Ran, who was meeting Ou Jue for the first time, watched this unfold with her mouth slightly agape in shock.

Sure enough, just like Xiyan had said, he was a boy who looked both handsome and cool, with an aura that was absolutely overwhelming!

Xiyan cleared her throat and stood up, "Alright, let me introduce you. This is An Ran."

Saying this, she turned to An Ran, "An Ran, this is Ou Jue."

An Ran hurriedly spoke up, "H-hi, I’m Xiyan’s friend."

Ou Jue glanced at An Ran briefly, then at Xiyan, before nodding slightly in acknowledgment.

He sat down across from Xiyan and An Ran.

Xiyan leaned forward, pressing against the edge of the table as she stared at him, "Big brother, you’re not seriously this free that you went out of your way to pick me up, are you?"

Ou Jue leaned back lazily, arms crossed, and let out a cold laugh, "You might as well not call yourself Xia Xiyan anymore. Why not rename yourself Xia Narcissist?"

The previously tearful An Ran couldn’t help but burst out laughing at Ou Jue’s savage retort.

She quickly covered her mouth, "Ah, sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to."

Xiyan leaned in close to her ear, murmuring quietly, "See now? This is my daily life with him. Still jealous of me?"

An Ran patted her shoulder, whispering in return, "I give you all my heartfelt sympathy."

With a helpless shrug, Xiyan looked at the high-and-mighty young master across the table. "So what exactly are you here for?"

Ou Jue toyed with the car keys in his hand, his voice calm, "My grandma and cousin returned to the country today."

Xiyan was taken aback, "Huh? So where are they now?"

Just as she finished asking, someone lightly tapped her shoulder, "Hello!"

Xiyan turned to look.

Standing behind her was an elderly woman with silver hair and a warm smile.

She was dressed fashionably, carrying an LV handbag.

"??!!" Xiyan suddenly had a bold thought.

Sure enough, the elderly lady spoke with a youthful glow, "I’m Ou Jue’s grandmother. You must be little Xiyan, right?"

Ahhhhhhh!!!!

Xiyan hadn’t prepared herself at all, and here this Madam Ou just suddenly appeared??

She hurriedly stood up, "Hello, Grandma."

Grandma Ou affectionately draped an arm around Xiyan’s shoulder, "Oh, wonderful. I’ve finally gotten to meet the real little Xiyan. Thank you so much for looking after our Luoluo all this time. You have no idea how picky that boy was with food before!"