Chapter 1884: Chapter 1884: You Like Ye Mingmei
Yang Meilan was suddenly stunned, looking bewildered at his figure disappearing at the stairway.
She stood there, dazed, not knowing how to react.
She was just left there.
Just like every time before.
Whenever Ye Mingmei appeared, Yu Xiuzhun’s eyes would no longer have her shadow.
"Miss Yang, Mr. Yu might be busy now, shall I take you back first?" the butler approached Yang Meilan and asked respectfully.
...
Upstairs.
Yu Xiuzhun kicked open the door and carried Ye Mingmei back to his room.
Placing her on the bed, seeing her comfortably nestled with the quilt, he sat by the bed, quietly watching her, feeling an immense sense of calm.
"Yu Xiuzhun, move away... I don’t want to see you..."
Ye Mingmei muttered, her small face burrowed in the bedding, her cherry lips moved slightly.
Her words instantly darkened the expression of the man who was still in a good mood.
Even in her dream, she hurried to drive him away, just how much did she dislike him?!
"Move aside, don’t block my way..." Ye Mingmei muttered again, this time adding a physical action as she directly kicked Yu Xiuzhun.
Yu Xiuzhun was taken by surprise and almost got kicked off the bed.
His brows furrowed as he turned over and pressed down on her.
"Can’t breathe..." Ye Mingmei, groggy in her sleep, couldn’t distinguish between reality and dreams.
She opened her eyes to slap Yu Xiuzhun’s face, but as soon as her small hand swung out, her wrist was caught.
"If you want to sleep, then sleep properly, don’t force me to deal with you!" Yu Xiuzhun gritted out, holding her soft, boneless small hand.
If he hadn’t seen how tired she was, he really wouldn’t have let her sleep.
"So fierce even in dreams, no wonder you’re disliked." Ye Mingmei retracted her small hand, snuggling back into the quilt, looking quite displeased.
She muttered a sound and drifted off to sleep.
"..."
Yu Xiuzhun found himself completely bewildered after being despised by her.
Gritting his teeth, he got up from the bed and turned to leave the bedroom.
Upon going downstairs, he saw Yang Meilan still sitting on the sofa in the living room, only then remembering her presence.
"You’re still here."
Yu Xiuzhun walked forward, his tall figure sinking into the sofa.
He lazily placed one arm on the back cushion, pulled out a cigarette with long fingers, and lit it, taking a deep drag.
The light blue smoke wreathed around the man’s handsome face, exuding an impenetrable layer of aloofness.
"You... like Ye Mingmei?"
Yang Meilan pinched her thigh, asking with some agitation.
Seeing Yu Xiuzhun carry Ye Mingmei upstairs, she had actually collapsed internally.
Yet somehow, she just didn’t want to leave.
Even knowing staying might just make her angrier, she didn’t want to leave.
After all, with the Yang family’s cooperation project, she had a sliver of hope.
Yu Xiuzhun, considering the cooperation between the two families, wouldn’t treat her too badly.
Until just now, the first thing he said when he spoke was to ask why she hadn’t left yet.
Yang Meilan’s self-consoling effort felt like being doused with a bucket of icy water.
"My affairs, it seems I don’t need to account for to you." Yu Xiuzhun’s eyes flashed, and his devilish gaze swept over Yang Meilan as he spoke coldly.
"..."
Hearing him say this, Yang Meilan instead breathed a sigh of relief.
By not admitting, it showed that he wasn’t that fond of Ye Mingmei, maybe it was just a whim.
"I didn’t mean to interfere in your private matters, I was just curious."
