Chapter 219: Chapter 219: Why So Stupid
The sunlight of the next day stubbornly seeped in through the heavy curtains, casting a warm and beautiful glow over the two figures entwined on the large black bed.
There were no clothes scattered on the floor, showing no trace of last night’s frenzy...
Returning to the bedroom, Tang Yuxiu scooped Gu Yan into his arms and carried her to the bed.
Feeling the warmth of each other’s bodies, both of them unconsciously grew even hotter.
The temperature was climbing relentlessly.
In the midst of kisses, they shed all their clothing.
Tang Yuxiu kissed her lips; finally, this day had come, finally, they had reached this step.
Gu Yan felt as though she was about to melt.
As they broke through the final barrier, Gu Yan cried out in pain, and Tang Yuxiu patiently kissed her lips, waiting for her to gradually adjust.
That night, he didn’t know how many times he took her, Gu Yan only felt her whole body was sore, unable to exert even a bit of strength, as if she were falling apart.
Unable to see the light outside, Gu Yan did not know what time it was, but the moment Tang Yuxiu stopped, she immediately fell asleep.
She was utterly exhausted, wanting to think of nothing and make no movement.
Ultimately, as Tang Yuxiu held her, he also fell asleep.
The night seemed to pass too quickly.
Tang Yuxiu opened his eyes, with Gu Yan still in a deep sleep, he glanced at the time; it was the hour his internal clock dictated he wake up.
Gu Yan showed no signs of waking, and knowing she was exhausted from the previous night, his slender fingers gently stroked her cheek, pressing a kiss onto her lips, reluctant to go any deeper.
He was afraid he would lose control again and want her.
Though not usually indulgent, last night he truly tasted the feeling and immediately became addicted.
Tang Yuxiu thought he might just turn into an ancient tyrant enthralled only by beauty.
He grabbed the phone from the bedside and sent a message to You Shuyang, saying he wouldn’t be coming to work today, having him handle everything, and to only pass things to him if they couldn’t be resolved. Also, he asked him to request leave for Gu Yan.
He didn’t see anything wrong with Gu Yan frequently taking leave.
His woman, she could come and go as she pleased, after all, it was his decision at the company.
You Shuyang sighed silently, feeling his workload heavy, yet the boss occasionally added more tasks, so why wasn’t his salary increasing?
Having settled everything, Tang Yuxiu nestled back comfortably beside Gu Yan. Gazing at her enticingly close red lips, he couldn’t resist kissing them.
Gu Yan, disturbed in her sleep, reached out softly to swat away the troublemaker, letting out a dissatisfied hum.
Tang Yuxiu slightly propped himself up, gazing at her peaceful sleeping face, a wave of tenderness overcoming him.
Gu Yan unconsciously snuggled closer into his arms, and Tang Yuxiu felt a sense of contentment, holding her tighter.
However, Gu Yan then felt his hold was too tight, struggling a bit, and only when Tang Yuxiu loosened his arms did she settle back down.
Tang Yuxiu, "..."
Could she be less alert while sleeping? He just wanted to cherish her a little more.
Alas, it’s a pity he couldn’t love her even more now.
Young Master Tang thought somewhat gloomily, first letting her rest well, before later claiming his due time and affection.
Let it be.
Tang Yuxiu held Gu Yan again, closing his eyes once more, needing to replenish his energy and conserve his strength.
Meanwhile, in another apartment, Xue Xianglan opened her eyes, the sunlight blindingly bright, she wasn’t quite used to it, so she closed and rested her eyes before opening them again.
However, the room’s setup was not familiar to her, though there was a photo of her at the bedside.
A picture of her in youthful exuberance around sixteen or seventeen.
Xue Xianglan hesitated for a moment; she didn’t even own that photo herself.
Recalling the events of last night, she had drunk too much, and it was Xiang Linghao who took her home.
But now, she was not waking up in her own home...
She blinked, abruptly throwing back the covers.
Huh? She was still dressed.
Nothing happened?
Just then, Xiang Linghao came in, and Xue Xianglan looked over toward the door, her expression calm, not speaking first.
Xiang Linghao saw she was awake and smiled slightly, "You’re awake, come have some breakfast."
Such a placid reaction?
Xue Xianglan asked, "Weren’t you taking me home? How am I here?"
Xiang Linghao’s expression slightly froze as he explained, "You lost your house key, and since the housemaid wasn’t home, I had no choice but to bring you back."
Recalling last night, when he took her home and couldn’t find the key in her bag, he called Xue Jiarui to come back and open the door.
Who knew Xue Jiarui would say he had deliberately taken the key away, and he had given the housemaid time off in advance; the entire villa was vacant.
Meaning, he couldn’t get in!
Xue Jiarui also didn’t come back, claiming it was for his own good, encouraging him to seize this opportunity, and suggesting to take his sister home, turn cooked rice into an established fact, later attributing it to the influence of alcohol, leaving no room for blame.
Honestly, Xiang Linghao was somewhat swayed by his words, but he couldn’t bear to do it.
He didn’t want to take advantage of Xue Xianglan when she lacked clarity, nor do anything before she had willingly accepted him again.
In the end, he brought her back, but besides sitting by her bedside all night, he did absolutely nothing.
Yet it was genuinely hard to resist!
He didn’t want to make her sad. It was hard to make progress; he couldn’t ruin the image she had of him in her heart.
He knew her temperament very well. If she really got angry, she wouldn’t care if anything had happened between them; she’d turn around and leave just the same.
Where would he cry then if things went back to the way they were before?
Those lousy ideas from Xue Jiarui simply couldn’t be used!
Xue Xianglan listened to Xiang Linghao’s explanation and only nodded slightly, without much reaction.
But it was this kind of reaction that made Xiang Linghao uneasy, not knowing what she was thinking or whether she was angry.
However, beneath her calm exterior, Xue Xianglan was pondering how foolish Xiang Linghao was to not seize such a good opportunity last night.
If Xiang Linghao knew her thoughts, he’d only think that she and Xue Jiarui truly were siblings with the same mindset!
It turns out sometimes Xue Jiarui’s words are really useful!
Xiang Linghao didn’t know if Xue Xianglan’s thoughts would make him die of frustration.
Clearly there was a good opportunity right in front of him, how did he just let it slip away!
Xue Xianglan cursed him several times in her mind for being foolish before speaking, "Go buy me a new set of clothes, I’d like to freshen up."
"The clothes are here," Xiang Linghao immediately opened the closet and took out a new set of clothes. They were her size and style.
He had already prepared it.
Xue Xianglan was a bit surprised, while waves of emotions surged within her heart.
When Xiang Linghao handed her the clothes, she took them and lowered her eyes slightly to hide her emotions.
After all these years, he still understood everything about her so clearly.
It made her feel a pang of sadness.
He was so thoughtful, she was so stubborn, they had missed each other for seven years.
Maybe it shouldn’t have been that long.
For the sake of that so-called pride and ego.
She was spoiled and pampered since childhood, with a big temper, intolerant of any flaws, even if they weren’t so deadly.
It was because of her personality that they were apart for seven years.
Xiang Linghao only considered her feelings and thoughts, never daring to express his own wishes directly.
Xue Xianglan felt both tenderness and blame towards him for this.
Could he not be a bit more domineering and strong?
They didn’t know how long they’d still need to adjust to each other.
Xiang Linghao exited the bedroom, and Xue Xianglan took the clothes and went to the bathroom.
After tidying up, she came out to find Xiang Linghao already waiting for her in the dining room.
Breakfast was a simple ham sandwich and a bowl of lean meat porridge.
He even remembered her specific habit of needing two different food items for breakfast, clearly and accurately.
Even when they eloped in the past and life was tough, Xiang Linghao always made sure to prepare these two items for breakfast, never letting her go without.
Recalling their past, Xue Xianglan suddenly realized that except for the last unpleasant incident where Xiang Linghao listened to her father and chose to let her go, everything else was filled with considerate and unconditional love for her.
In a world with such a devoted person, what’s there to complain about?
"Is it okay?" Xiang Linghao asked Xue Xianglan across from him, seemingly calm.
Xue Xianglan nodded and said directly, "You remember my tastes very clearly."
Xiang Linghao smiled faintly, "As long as you like it."
He didn’t continue along her words. Only he knew that everything about her was etched in his memory, never forgotten.
In these long seven years, many nights he awoke from dreams only to find the room chillingly empty.
But some feelings and unsettling emotions, he would bear them alone, not letting her know.
Xiang Linghao thought, these past seven years might not have been all that well for her either.
Deliberately avoiding these issues, Xiang Linghao didn’t say more, and Xue Xianglan also remained silent.
The two of them ate breakfast in silence.
After eating, Xiang Linghao drove her back.
On the way, no one spoke, each lost in their own thoughts.
Xiang Linghao dropped Xue Xianglan back at the Xue Family Villa, said a few simple words, and let her into the house.
The servants had already returned to work and helped her open the door.
Watching her enter, Xiang Linghao only left once his car drove away.
Xue Xianglan stood by the window watching the car disappear into the distance, her expression calm and unmoving for a long time.
But when Xue Jiarui returned, he saw a slightly lonely back.
Seeing such emotions on Xue Xianglan was quite astonishing to Xue Jiarui.
In all his life, it was the first time he’d seen Xue Xianglan like this.
She had always been spontaneous and proud, even when breaking up with Xiang Linghao seven years ago, she didn’t show an ounce of loneliness or sorrow.
At least in front of others, she always held her head high, never letting anyone see her weak side.
Xue Jiarui, usually carefree, felt a slight tug on his heart seeing his sister like this.