In the study, Shang Yu and Yun Lih each lit a cigarette. As the faint white mist floated in the air, the man opened the window and spoke in a deep voice, "Have you decided?"
Yun Lih lounged against the arm of the sofa, looking at the proud silhouette at the window. "Decided what?"
Shang Yu turned slightly, his eyes deep as the sea, revealing amusent. "Don’t understand?"
Yun Lih coughed lightly, and as his gaze t the man’s, he chuckled awkwardly. "The association leader is so busy, yet has ti to ddle in my affairs?"
"Indeed busy, but not ddling." Shang Yu walked to the table, tapped the ash off his cigarette, and said aningfully, "It’s best to settle things with Xia Siyu early, so you don’t pine for soone you shouldn’t."
The emotions in Yun Lih’s eyes changed rapidly but soon returned to calm.
He propped his forehead with one hand, staring at the flickering cigarette tip. After a while, he said dryly with a smile, "Don’t dare. Haven’t thought about it for a long ti."
This was true.
Yun Lih never underestimated Shang Yu’s insight, especially since he was his nominal boss.
The two handso n silently finished the remaining half of their cigarettes.
Yun Lih extinguished his cigarette butt, his eyes downcast as he broke the silence. "Qiaoqiao knows too?"
He never confessed nor crossed the boundaries of life-and-death friendship.
Since Shang Shaoyan was able to see the clues, then what about Li Qiao and... Xia Siyu?
"It’s not important." Shang Yu turned to sit in the swivel chair, his arms resting on the armrests, his posture relaxed and composed. "You are her life-and-death friend, apart from life and death, other matters are not within her consideration."
That was true, because Yun Lih had once asked Li Qiao that question at the Shang Family Old House.
If she hadn’t t Shang Shaoyan, would there be another choice?
Li Qiao’s answer at the ti was already blurry in his mory, but he rembered one fact: whether eight years ago or eight years later, he Yun Lih was never an option in her choices.
Perhaps it was on that day that he had to detach himself from this unrequited love that ended without a hitch.
Or maybe it was on that day that he was relieved, and free.
Yun Lih looked up at the handso and indifferent Shang Yu, after a while, joking, "You’re really straightforward."
The man lazily crossed his legs, a faint arc lifting at the corner of his lips. "That’s the truth, Xia Siyu suits you better."
"Shang Shaoyan..." Yun Lih licked his back teeth, "Why do I feel you’re matchmaking randomly?"
Shang Yu rubbed his fingertips, his gaze deep as he stared at him, "If it’s random matchmaking, would you chase her to the South Sea?"
Yun Lih had no words.
This man spoke like Li Qiao, never leaving room for anyone.
Not long after, Yun Lih got up and left the study. As he closed the door, Shang Yu’s steady voice sounded again behind him, "You still have three months."
Yun Lih paused, turned, and gave him a sidelong glance. "What? If I can’t finish, are you planning to take in?"
Does he think he’s the King of Hell?
Shang Yu sat behind the desk, looking at Yun Lih with a aningful gaze. "Xia Changye intends to get her engaged within three months, Lu Jingan is the preferred choice."
Yun Lih turned and left, heading downstairs to find Xia Siyu.
The likes of Lu Jingan, such a scheming man, is Xia Changye blind?
...
In the living room, Li Qiao had already gone to the nursery, leaving Xia Siyu and the silly Ah Hao alone in an awkward space.
Xia Siyu pretended to be calm as she flipped through a magazine. Until she heard footsteps at the staircase, she thought it was Li Qiao bringing the child down. She hurriedly started a conversation, "The little treasure is coming down..."
Before she finished, Yun Lih’s tall figure unexpectedly appeared in her view, "Who are you calling little treasure?"
Xia Siyu paused, seriously replying, "Not you."
That was simply nonsense.
If Xia Siyu dared to call him little treasure, Yun Lih might laugh to death, not from happiness, but mockery.
Yun Lih walked down the steps slowly, his slender fingers leisurely unbuttoning the cuffs.
Xia Siyu stared at his handso face, not seeing any sickly pallor, rather... rosy and handso, unruly.
anwhile, the silly Ah Hao kept winking at Yun Lih, even coughing several tis in a row, seemingly intentionally reminding him of sothing.
Yun Lih looked down, rolled up his cuffs, collected his thoughts, ready to switch states.
Got careless, almost forgot he was now a poison.
Yun Lih slowed his pace, walked to the single sofa and sat down, coughing twice purposefully as he did so. "Coming to the South Sea on a business trip for a few days?"
Xia Siyu absentmindedly flipped through the magazine in her hands, "Four or five days, how about you?"
"Five or six days."
"Oh."
The conversation ended.
They sat separately on either side of the sofa, the atmosphere inexplicably awkward.
Xia Siyu was cautious and restrained in her words and actions in front of him.
Yun Lih wasn’t sure how to interact with her like before.
The two kept their distance, the scene indescribably strange.
Until Li Qiao ca in with the baby in her arms, together with Shang Yu, the stagnant air began to flow again.
Xia Siyu imdiately stood up, her gaze falling on the child in Li Qiao’s embrace, instantly lted by cuteness.
The little baby Shang Yin dressed in a Pikachu onesie lay obediently in her arms, sucking his fingers.
The onesie’s hat even had two ears standing up.
Xia Siyu rubbed her hands and moved closer, "Hold, Qiaoqiao, give a hug."
She hadn’t seen the baby for several months; what a human cutie.
Li Qiao handed the baby over to her, Xia Siyu was delighted, her heart lting, kissing him on the face again and again, "Baby, call Mom. Oh no, call Godmom."
The baby blinked and uttered a single sound, "Ah... sis..."
Clearly, he refused, because she didn’t have a tummy, and there was no sister in it.
Xia Siyu weighed the baby and said, "Not sister, it’s Godmom or Godmother."
"Sis..."
The baby wasn’t happy, reaching out his arms to Li Qiao, wanting his real mom.
Xia Siyu quickly soothed him, "No more sis, baby, how about calling sister?"
Then, Yun Lih, holding a teacup, said quietly, "Then you must first call Li Qiao Godmom, the one beside her Godfather. , you call Granddad."
Xia Siyu stole a kiss from the baby’s cheek, then glared back at him in dissatisfaction, "Brother Lih, are you childish?"
"Can’t compare to you, lowering your own rank."
Xia Siyu rolled her eyes at him, holding the baby, she started talking to herself again.
Li Qiao and Shang Yu exchanged a glance subtly, both with a hint of a smile in their eyes.
Banter—perhaps the beginning of a ward-up relationship.
Soon enough, dinner was prepared at the dining room, and Yun Lih unexpectedly received a call from He Chen.
"Heard you’re in the South Sea?"
Yun Lih’s movent paused, teasing him with a laugh, "You knew that?"
"Of course, you better look at whose territory the South Sea is." He Chen turned his head, blew a puff of smoke, "Bring your woman to my place."
Yun Lih was stung by his words, looked up and glanced at Xia Siyu, pursing his lips, "Stop spouting nonsense, get to the point."
"Co quickly!" He Chen urged without ceremony, "My treasure wants to see her, hurry."
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