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"You!"
Fei Li stretched out her hand and grabbed Xia Yu's wrist. A person walked past her with a tray in his hand and a red wine cup was placed on it. Fei Li picked up the glass and poured it at Xia Yu's face without thinking.
"Ah!
As soon as Xia Yu turned around, she felt a splash of liquid on her face. Since she hadn't expected Fei Li's sudden action, Xia Yu was completely unprepared and was splashed by the red wine on her face.
There was also a bit of red wine in her eyes, so she couldn't open her eyes for a while, so she couldn't see Fei Li's proud face.
"Xia Yu, don't be so untactful. I've thought highly of you to hire you as my gunner. If you dare to tell me what I just said, the next thing that will land on your face won't be red wine."
Fei Li looked at Xia Yu's bedraggled face and snorted coldly. She walked away arrogantly.
Xia Yu squatted on the ground and wiped the red wine off her face.
"Miss, are you alright?"
waiter looked at the flustered Xia Yu and handed her a tissue.
Hearing waiter's words, Xia Yu shook her head. She lowered her head and wanted to go to the bathroom to clean it up, but because she lowered her head, she didn't see the way clearly and bumped into a warm embrace.
Sensing the familiar aura, Xia Yu tried to push the person in front of her away, but the person in front of her held her in his arms.
"Let me go!"
Easily looking down at the stubborn little girl in his arms, Yi En didn't listen to Xia Yu's words. Instead, he carried Xia Yu directly into the elevator, his destination being the easy suite on the top floor.
Xia Yu had never been able to fight back against Yi Yi, so she just kept her head down so that it wouldn't be easy to see her face clearly.
At this moment, Xia Yu's heart was anxious. Nan Wenjing had told her before that this virtual human skin mask was made of special materials. One could not touch alcohol or else it would naturally fall off.
As soon as he carried Xia Yu into the room, she broke free from his embrace and ran into the bathroom with her head down, locking the door behind her.
Looking at Xia Yu's actions, he could only reveal a puzzled expression.
Although he didn't know why Xia Yu would do that, he still called Chen Yu to get her clothes.
He also sent the recording information he had just received to Chen Yu and told him to resolve it together with Chen Yu.
Xia Yu noticed it when she first left the room, so she pretended to pick up the phone and follow him out.
However, he did not expect Fei Li to find them. Thus, he hid at the door of the room next to them and overheard the conversation between Xia Yu and Fei Li.
It turned out that the SUMMER was Xia Yu's work. It was easy to open the phone and find the design script. The design script had roses as the main design, while the flowers and vines wrapped around the girl's waist.
A blooming rose was faintly discernible on the young girl's chest, and the way her skirt spread out was more like a budding rose.
It seemed full of hope, but also full of taboo.
Such a ingenious design was indeed enough to attract everyone's attention. In an instant, an idea formed in Yi Yi's mind.
Xia Yu hid in the washroom and looked at herself in the mirror. The mask on her face was already slowly peeling off.
Soon, Wen Zhixia's face appeared in the mirror.
He dialed a number and passed Xia Yu's design script to her. Finally, he walked to the door of the washroom and lightly knocked.
"Xia Yu?"
Hearing the easy voice, the already nervous Xia Yu jumped in fright. She walked to the door of the washroom and leaned against it.
"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me. Thank you for what you did just now. If there's nothing else, go and do what you need to. I will leave by myself when I'm done packing."
Xia Yu only wanted to leave as soon as possible. Although she no longer wanted to run away, she still hadn't figured out how to face the challenge.
"The clothes are at the door."
From Xia Yu's tone, it was easy to know that she did not want to have any interaction with him. If it wasn't for Nan Wenjing not finishing his sentence, it would be easy for him to not pay attention to Xia Yu.
Even though he had to admit that he was very interested in Xia Yu, with Wen Zhixia in front of him, he was already learning how to control his own heart.
However, Nan Wenjing's words allowed Yi Yi to focus his gaze back on Xia Yu.
Furthermore, after just finding out that Rong Jian and Bai Li were alright, he immediately felt a lot more relaxed. He once thought that everything Wen Zhixia did to hurt him seemed to be getting better bit by bit.
When he was alone, he dared not even think about whether he had misunderstood Wen Zhixia. If it was really a misunderstanding, then he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.
He turned around and easily left the room.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xia Yu opened the bathroom door and looked at the empty room.
Looking at the paper bag on the ground, Xia Yu did not touch the clothes. Everything that was easy to do, Xia Yu did not want to be contaminated at all.
In the past, because of her father's illness, she had come to his side and paid with all her heart. From start to finish, she had never owed him an easy task.
Wen Zhixia walked into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and splashed cold water on her face. The cold water stimulated Wen Zhixia's nerves, making her feel calmer.
The sound of the water covered the sound of the door opening. Wen Zhixia didn't notice that the man had come back.
Easily standing at the door of the bathroom with the information he wanted to give Xia Yu in his hand, he raised his head and looked at the familiar face in the mirror, completely stupefied.
Wen Zhixia raised her head and saw the ease reflected in the mirror. Instinctively, she turned around and saw disbelief in her eyes.
When their eyes met, the air seemed to suddenly stop. It had been two months since they met, and the two of them actually felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
Wen Zhixia lowered her head, wanting to leave. However, when she passed by Yi Yuan, she was stopped by a lift of her hand.
"Xia Yu is Wen Zhixia, and Wen Zhixia is Xia Yu. How long are you going to hide this from me?"
If he had discovered this secret earlier, perhaps he would have had the impulse to kill Wen Zhixia. But now, he only felt that there were too many questions waiting to be solved.
Wen Zhixia raised her head and looked into the distance, her expression turning cold and gloomy, as if she wasn't in the least bit emotional.
"Please let go, who am I, it has nothing to do with Mr Rong."
Wen Zhixia had long since died in that great fire, and there was no relationship between the two ever since they had parted ways.
Easily turning around to look at Wen Zhixia beside her, Wen Zhixia's face was ice-cold. She had no expression of any interest, as if nothing could affect Wen Zhixia's mood.