Xing Zhuo walked forward step by step, casually rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, revealing his well-textured arms. He stood at the bottom of the building and stopped.
Chu Yu had already stepped on the two steps before he was able to look at the man's level. The corners of his lips were slightly curled, but his eyes were cold.
Unscrupulous and extremely stupid.
Nothing has changed.
Xing Zhuo's dark eyes were filled with gloomy emotions, and his whole body was filled with a sense of oppression.
"You can try."
The narrow aura of indifference invaded the city wantonly. Chu Yu tilted his head uncomfortably, and his pink and sexy lips were pressed tightly, impatient to be bored.
"stay away from me."
Slender white fingers pushed his hard shoulder, Xing Zhuohuang didn't even move, he just looked at her quietly.
Chu Yu thought that the man didn't speak and thought he was intimidated by him. He gave him a contemptuous look and turned around to go upstairs.
She originally thought that this matter would just go away, but she never thought that when she woke up the next day, Chu Yu had some breakfast and wanted to go to school while carrying her schoolbag, but was stopped by the bodyguard at the door.
When he was stopped, Chu Yu was still a little unable to react, "What are you doing?"
The bodyguard wearing sunglasses said sternly: "Master, you can't go out."
Chu Yu frowned and said impatiently: "Why can't I go out? Who gave you the right?"
The bodyguard had no expression on his face and whispered respectfully, "Master, please don't embarrass me."
Chu Yu almost laughed out of anger, "Am I making things difficult for you? Are you making a mistake? I have to go to school as a horse rider!"
The bodyguard still had the same expression, saying in a low voice not to embarrass him.
Just like playing the piano to a cow, Chu Yu angrily smoothed his hair. The black hair slightly covered the delicate and rich eyebrow corners, exuding a violent aura, and the bodyguard did not dare to speak.
After calming down, Chu Yu thought of what Xing Zhuo said yesterday. He originally thought it was just a talk, but he didn't expect that he really meant it. He actually dared to lock her in the house without authorization.
The original owner, who always did as he pleased and was lawless, would definitely not be able to bear it, let alone allow himself to be imprisoned like this by an adopted son.
Sitting on the sofa, Chu Yu took out his mobile phone and called Xing Zhuo.
No one picked up the first time, and the second time I was picked up only after I almost hung up.
No one spoke for a while. The man on the phone was not in a hurry. He seemed to want to see how long Chu Yu could endure it.
"Xing, Zhuo."
Every word, gritted teeth.
Xing Zhuo changed his hand to hold the mobile phone. He seemed to be able to describe the angry and helpless look of the young man in his mind. He said in a gentle tone: "Young Master, do you have anything to do with me?"
"Xing Zhuo, what are you pretending to be? Did you send someone to watch me! Do you believe it or not, I told you to get out of the Chu family!"
Arrogant and blindly confident.
Really stupid.
Xing Zhuo curved his lips and showed an elegant smile. He played with the pen with his long and well-jointed fingers. "I believe it. If the young master has any dissatisfaction, he can go to his father."
It's just the narrow pupils, which are bottomless black.
The young man on the other end of the phone asked, tasting the different taste, and his voice became colder: "What do you mean?"
Xing Zhuo was indifferent, his eyes were quiet and almost unruffled, he turned over the documents in his hand, made sure there were no problems, and wrote down his name.
His handwriting is just like the person he is, elegant and sharp.
He mentioned: "What my father means is that I will take care of the young master from now on. If the young master is disobedient, I can give him a small lesson."
The young man on the phone seemed to be angry and breathing rapidly, but because of his father's majesty, he still held back his harsh words and hung up the phone.
Xing Zhuo is a man of his word. He said he wanted to teach Chu Yu a lesson, but he really didn't let her step out of Chu's house. The bodyguard guarding the door looked at her with eager eyes, and his arms were thicker than Chu Yu's legs. He was sure It can't be beaten.
It was really boring to stay at home. Tutors would come over to teach, but Chu Yu lost his temper and drove them away.
Xing Zhuo didn't go back to the Chu family, and Chu Yu couldn't even settle the score with him in person.
Chu Yu was okay, maybe because he still had the habit of narcolepsy. He would fall asleep every time he was bored, and once he fell asleep, he would not distinguish between day and night.
I lay on the sofa playing games and fell asleep in the afternoon.
Xia Jinghuai returned to the villa and saw the tall bodyguard guarding the door. He blinked, grabbed his schoolbag and took it inside.
The living room was a little too quiet today, there was no sound of playing games, and there was no sound of teenagers losing their temper and throwing things.
When I walked in, my eyes subconsciously searched for it.
Soon I saw the young man nestled in the corner of the sofa. She was asleep. Her thick black hair was messy and hanging in front of her forehead. She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with a wide round collar. Her exposed wrists were thin and thin. The skin and flesh are white and delicate.
His thin body was curled up into a ball, and his crow-feather-like eyelashes were tightly closed, yet there was still a sense of softness.
Xia Jinghuai stood there for a while, then quietly approached, putting his schoolbag aside casually, his dark eyes silent.
The floor-to-ceiling windows are made of transparent glass, and the bright colors of the setting sun are sprinkled on the clean and reflective floor, as if a layer of ink has been splashed on it.
If you get closer, you can smell the clean, clear cold fragrance.
It was a comforting breath, he breathed softly.
Half of the sunset fell on his face, and the other half was in dim light, dividing his delicate face into a picture of light and dark, making the whole face look a bit split and weird.
The living room was very quiet, with the occasional chirping of birds coming from outside, as if they were the only two people left in the world.
I don't know if it was because of the light, but Xia Jinghuai's eyes were particularly bright at this moment, as if they were burning with a compelling light. He was staring at the young man sleeping in the corner of the sofa, not knowing what he was thinking.
Chu Yu didn't sleep very peacefully. He always felt that he had a very strange dream. He dreamed that he was stared at by a big python, with cold and greedy eyes that seemed to be unable to swallow her up in one bite.
Suddenly I woke up with a cold sweat on my forehead.
He rubbed his forehead with his pale and thin fingertips. His glass-like eyes were still a little confused as if he had just woken up, and they met Xia Jinghuai's eyes unexpectedly.
Those ignorant and clear eyes made Xia Jinghuai's heart palpitate slightly, and he murmured vaguely: "Brother, you're awake..."
Chu Yu yawned, woke up, looked at him, and said lazily: "Back?"
Perhaps because he had just woken up, Chu Yu's voice was a little hoarse and gentle as an illusion.
When he said this, it was as if he was lying on the sofa waiting for him to come back.
Specifically waiting for him to come back alone.
No one knew the darkness that grew in his heart at that moment.
