Can't Take My Eyes Off You

"By the way, Old Master Liang mentioned that Master Cheng's second son resembles you. Is that true?" Zhou Weiqi was dying of insatiable curiosity.

Before Jiang Yao could respond, Lu Xingzhi opened the door and walked into the room. Then, he carried Zhou Weiqi out of the bedroom. "Fourth Brother is troubling you again?" he questioned Jiang Yao.

"I am just interested in Master Cheng."

Jiang Yao grinned. "He is intrigued because Master Liang informed him that Master Cheng's second son resembles me."

Lu Xingzhi nodded and handed Jiang Yao the phone. He said, "Master Cheng's people in the Autumn Dew Villa have been evacuated, but the villa is on fire. The fire is massive and has nearly consumed the entire place. When Master Cheng learned of the news, he expressed his heartfelt regret. He can transfer the funds for the Autumn Dew Villa's renovation to your account."

"There's no need for that. Taking his money is the same as taking his benefits. It's not easy to take money from someone like Master Cheng. Anyway, I don't know what I'm going to do with the Autumn Dew Villa. I'll just leave it for now. When I have money, I'll figure out what I can do with it before I go and fix it myself."

Jiang Yao shook her head and examined the text message's contents. It not only reported what Lu Xingzhi had said, but it also mentioned that a man had caused the fire. Someone might be able to prove that Cheng Jinyan had started the fire.

Jiang Yao turned to face Lu Xingzhi after reading the text message. She was taken aback by the fact that he did not have a single expression on his face. He was deafeningly quiet.

"Are you not angry when you see that text message?"

Jiang Yao pointed at Lu Xingzhi's cell phone and thought to herself. It seemed like Lu Xingzhi had spies of all ages. He could investigate the Autumn Dew Villa matter so clearly. He even looked into Cheng Jinyan's setting of the fire.

"I don't care if the things that did not catch my eye were burnt or not."

Lu Xingzhi was preoccupied with something else.

He put his phone away and lowered his head to kiss Jiang Yao. He pecked the corner of her lips tenderly and said, "Give me some time."

Then he straightened his back. "It's time to go out for dinner."

Jiang Yao did not understand why Lu Xingzhi said he needed some time; he did not make any sense. He had no intention of justifying himself when she asked again.

Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Lu, who were tired from cooking, could not sit at the table since there were so many guests at home. Lu Xingzhi went to his next-door neighbor and borrowed a table and a few chairs from them. The room was divided into two tables so that everyone would have a place to eat.

That night, Lu Xingzhi and Jiang Yao's small house was extremely lively. After three rounds of drinking, Lu Xingzhi was a little drunk. Zhou Weiqi and Chen Xuyao did not leave the barracks either. They went straight to the guest house to rest.

The night was dark. The winter night was so quiet that there was not the slightest noise.

Lu Xingzhi was still inebriated. He sat on the bed after he showered and clutched Jiang Yao with all his strength. He hugged her as if he was scared he had misplaced a treasure. He held her fiercely as though he wanted to squeeze her into his body. It was as though he was frightened of losing her.

Later, that kind of entanglement turned into a kiss. It was very strong, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach and hide her there.

"Are you hiding something, Xingzhi?"

Jiang Yao leaned against Lu Xingzhi. When she noticed that he was staring at her with his eyes wide open, she took over his cup and asked tentatively, "You look like you have something on your mind. Did something happen? Is it because of me?"