After sending the text, Jiang Sui left his phone on the bed and walked to the hotel window, his eyes somewhat distracted.
The dazzling lights, the high-rise buildings, the bustling scene, all dazzling and captivating.
He suddenly missed that small town.
A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. Jiang Sui, dressed in his pajamas, went to open the door. Freshly showered, the boy's body smelt of masculine hormones.
"Jiang Sui, I like you."
The knock on the door was from someone other than Xu Miaoran. She was wearing a white dress and white canvas shoes. Her previously slightly curly hair had been straightened. She wore no makeup, save for a touch of lipstick.
She spoke boldly, her head held high.
This was her third confession.
She knew Jiang Sui needed her. The skin visible beneath his bathrobe made her blush slightly. She looked at him with burning eyes.
"Jiang Sui, if you want it, I can give it to you."
She pushed the door open and walked inside, her arms wrapped around Jiang Sui's waist as she began to undress.
Jiang Sui narrowed his eyes, and with his broad hands, he forcefully pushed Xu Miaoran away.
He was confused as to why this girl was here.
Xu Miaoran was pushed to the ground, looking up at Jiang Sui stubbornly, "Jiang Sui, do you know what pushing me down today means?" The light makeup she had applied looked a bit sinister on Xu Miaoran's pretty face.
With her hands on the ground, Xu Miaoran looked at the extremely indifferent young man in front her as he opened the door.
"Get out."
Jiang Sui opened the door, his eyes cold, unwilling to utter a single word.
"Jiang Sui, don't you want the Jiang family's financing anymore?" If it weren't for Jiang Sui, she wouldn't have gone to Wuzhen at all. But she hadn't expected that after all the years they'd spent studying together, he wouldn't even know her.
So she confessed her feelings, twice, but he coldly ignored her each time.
Finally, the opportunity arrived. The Jiang family was facing a financial crisis, and she had her father extend an olive branch to the Jiang family.
They had dinner together, and for the first time, she felt him look her in the eye and say, "Hello." Despite his indifference, Xu Miaoran's heart was still moved by his handsome face.
So, she tried to hint at a relationship, suggesting they were a good match and could get engaged first before they got into university...
Unexpectedly, Jiang Sui refused again. Tonight, she had deliberately dressed to impress him. Xu Miaoran had always wanted something, and she had never failed.
"You like that Su Qing?"
Xu Miaoran looked at Jiang Sui with a strange glint in his eyes.
"Get out."
Hearing that name, Jiang Sui's eyes narrowed slightly, it glare darkening slightly. The young man didn't get angry easily, but right now, his temper seemed to have reached its limit, his expression grim.
"You'll regret this, Jiang Sui!"
Leaving these words behind, Xu Miaoran's eyes shone with hatred as she grabbed her bag and left.
After closing the door, Jiang Sui lay on the bed.
He grabbed his phone and made a call.
A few beeps, followed by a sound of no one answering, echoed from the line.
He stared at the ceiling, his head aching.
A moment later, the phone rang again, a barrage of accusations emanating from the other end.
"Jiang Sui, you're such a jinx!"
"Jiang Sui, do you want the Jiang family's fortune to fall? You're almost an adult, and yet you're so clueless! Don't you know the Xu family can help the Jiang family through this difficult time?!"
"It wasn't enough that you killed him, now you want to see the Jiang family fall into ruin!!!"
"Why don't you just do like your mother and die!"
The insults and abuse reached a crescendo at this moment, and the shrill woman's voice within made Jiang Sui explode.
"Yes, I'd be happy if the Jiang family went bankrupt."
"Cheng Man, if you dare say anything about my mother again, I'll dig her grave!"
Ah!!!
The woman on the other end screamed shrilly, like a madman.
"Jiang Sui, can't you just give her a little more leniency?" Jiang Chenghua's furious voice echoed.
Jiang Sui decisively hung up the phone and immediately sent a text message, "Gone."
Every word radiated alienation and indifference.
The world instantly fell silent.
In front of the refrigerator, the young man's slender fingers took some beer from inside, his eyes unfocused as he lay in a chair with an indifferent expression.
Don't know how many bottles and cans had been thrown.
The phone rang.