"Stop it!" she slamd her hand on the table. "Am I a book in your library? Why are you reading ?"
Xia Zhao rolled his eyes at her reaction as he languidly sipped on his coffee. Her reaction was within his expectations. Whenever she felt vulnerable, she'd raise her voice and cause a ruckus. How typical of Mu Chenyan.
"I think you should stop it, Yan Zi."
Mu Chenyan took deep breaths before asking, "You said I don't find the painting special. You're right. I didn't find anything special in it. So, that brings to the question, why do you think it's special?"
"Take a guess!"
Mu Chenyan's lips moved but nothing ca out. After all, she was busy cursing him in her head. If she could guess, why would she ask him?
"I'd rather go and try my luck with the lottery ticket than wasting my ti guessing what's on your mind!"
Xia Zhao rubbed his nose and didn't say anything in response to that.
Mu Chenyan stopped paying him any attention and drank all the coffee in one go. After that, she even lifted the glass and poured the ice cubes into her mouth. With an angry crunch, she crushed the ice and gulped it down. She wiped her mouth and put on a polite smile on her face as she faced him once again.
"How are you, Zhao?" she asked.
Xia Zhao almost spurted out the coffee in his mouth when he heard that question. He pointed at himself, "You're asking ?"
"Is there anyone else here?" was her response keeping up her smile.
"I suddenly feel a little scared of you," he said.
"You should be feeling flattered though."
"I don't feel flattered at all," was his answer. "But coming back to your question, I'm very good."
"How's your wife?" she asked.
His face twitched, "I don't have a wife."
"Oh, then do you have a husband?"
His eyes narrowed as he said, "No."
"Why? Did your partner run away because they couldn't bear with you?" she asked cheekily.
He showed his hands to her, "Do you see a ring? I'm not married. And I never got married."
"Tsk, tsk. So, no one even wanted you?" she said looking sad but with a gloating look in her eyes.
"If no one wants , no one wants you either," he reminded her.
"It's who doesn't want others," she said haughtily.
"Whatever floats your boat."
"On a serious note, you really didn't get married?" she asked, forgetti
ng about keeping up her smile from earlier. She was genuinely curious now. She hadn't purposely avoided learning about this man, it was just that getting his information wasn't easy. He was a very low-key person. Even more low-key than Raelle. And he always kept his personal life extrely private.
So, until now, she really didn't know what he had been up to in all these years. That's why when she looked at that painting, she was surprised to know that he had actually made a na for himself.
"I never got married," he repeated himself again.
"What you just want to date and don't want responsibilities?" she asked.
"Am I that kind of a person in your eyes?" he asked genuinely curious to know what opinion she had about him.
"Well, you weren't like that but it's been years. Who knows you might have changed? I've seen plenty of people changing. Nothing is truly absolute in this world," she stated seriously.
"I have told you thousands of tis that you have to stop looking at with the sa filter you look at everyone else with, why don't you still listen? I'm still . I might have changed but my ideals are still the sa."
"There is no need to be so serious about it," she said. "So, what have you been up to?"
"Are you genuinely curious about my life in these years or you're looking for so gossip right now?"
Mu Chenyan cleared her throat at being caught, "Okay. Let say it straight then. What about that first crush of yours? I thought you guys started dating in college?"
"Sothings only look good when they are afar," he said.
"That's it? Won't you say a few more words? Explain a little! Feed my curiosity a little."
"I'm not interested in feeding your curiosity," he glared at her.
"Why so stingy? Can't you even share so juicy information? How hard can it be to say a few more words? Can you stop being so lazy already? Aren't you tired of being so lazy?" She didn't know why he was being so secretive about it. Was it so difficult to share so news?
"Who can get tired of being lazy?" he asked. "I'm definitely not tired. And yes, I'm too tired to say a few more words to you regarding this topic. If you have anything else to say, we can still sit down and talk. But if you're just interested in gossip, then I'm sorry, I'm a very busy person. My ti is very important."
"Are you putting on airs now?" she asked in a bad mood. "Do you think only you're the busy person around? Do I have nothing else to do?" Seeing as he was about to really leave, she held him back. "You can't leave just yet. Okay, I'm sorry. I didn't co for gossip. I won't
talk about that again."
"I don't mind telling you anything," he said. "As long as you're really interested in knowing. But the point is, you just want to annoy by ntioning so things I don't want to talk about."
Mu Chenyan made a face at him before saying, "How about I treat you to a al?"
His eyes widened a little, "Excuse ? Do you have a fever? What's with these mood swings?"
Mu Chenyan sighed, "No matter what, you can still be considered my oldest friend." She looked into his eyes as she went on, "So, can't I just want to catch up with you after so long? It's who wants to put the differences between us aside."
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