Chapter 78: Why Did I Fall in Love with You? [Do You Want to Listen to What You’re…]
Must one rush to prove oneself when questioned?
Le Can refused.
With a contemptuous attitude, he asked, “Is it you who dares not, or they who dare not?”, and then looked down from above, taking in all the fear on the troublemaker’s face and the trembling of his muscles.
No need for the other party to say anything more; the subconscious reactions of the body had already answered for him.
At that moment, the expressions of some guests instantly became meaningful.
Realizing the bad situation, the person secretly clenched his teeth and pretended to be calm: “After all that talk, you simply don’t dare to answer my question directly.”
Le Can let out a faint “Oh,” abruptly not generating a shred of urgency or guilt. The only thing he felt was annoyance, extreme annoyance.
Looking around, what a perfect and luxurious venue. Turning his head, a handsome and rich old Gong (husband). Although both were limited-time trial versions, tripping someone up on their wedding day…
[Have you found out who this person is? Really got no class.]
The person around whom the air seemed to freeze instantly melted upon hearing this inner voice specifically spoken for him.
Xi Yun looked slightly amused and helpless, pursing his lips and shaking his head silently at the youth winking at him.
The person behind the scenes was extremely good at “shedding the tail to survive.” Whenever Xi Yun’s people caught a clue and probed deeper, they could often only find insignificant people or things left behind after the connection was cut.
Afterward, the other party would lay dormant even deeper.
After several encounters, Xi Yun understood that the option of giving up would never be an option for them. The brief calm was just the tranquility before the storm.
The longer the other party brewed, the greater the storm that would sweep in.
Only by disrupting their layout and rhythm, exposing more things under unprepared and hasty responses, would their probability of catching the person be maximized.
Le Can knew this too and felt it even more tricky.
[Tsk, what a slippery loach.]
Likes hiding in dark and damp places, hiding head and tail, living in a dark environment for a long time. Even if one touched the tail, most of the time one still couldn’t catch it—if this isn’t a loach, what is it?
It’s just… the person found today was a bit stupid, not quite like their usual style.
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Le Can waved his hand to interrupt the nonsense the other party was about to say before the real tool jumped to speak.
He pointed casually to the empty seat behind him, then looked at the burly man closest to him.
“Uncle Xiong, help move two chairs for me and Xi Yun.”
Hearing this, Xiong Anguo first nodded kindly, then quickly put away the honest smile on his face and thrust himself aggressively in front of the troublemaker’s face.
He looked down at the person who was as thin as a chick, picking faults with everything, “Get lost!”
That look was fiendish as if he could tear the person apart into pieces from a distance. The thin man facing this scene couldn’t help shaking his legs and taking half a step back.
Xiong Anguo snorted coldly. In the moment of passing by, his shoulder heavily bumped the shoulder of the person in front. Then, he single-handedly lifted the chair that was actually an arm’s length away and didn’t block anything at all, striding toward the stage.
That Xiong Anguo could understand Le Can’s meaning so accurately this time wasn’t because he suddenly became enlightened, but purely because he also felt such a person didn’t deserve to sit here!
Still eating? Xiong Anguo specially sent two brothers to stare at the other party; he wouldn’t even let him drink a sip of water!
As for the other chair, there was no need to take anyone else’s, because there were plenty of spare chairs in the venue.
Le Can took the chair and secretly gave Uncle Xiong a thumbs up. Then, he pulled Xi Yun beside him to sit down together.
If not for the bad image, Le Can would have asked someone to move a table up. Below the stage, service staff shuttled between different tables, methodically serving specialty dishes from chefs around the world hired by the cruise ship.
Because Le Can participated in the food tasting session, most of the dishes could be said to suit his taste extremely well. As a result, because of an unlucky guy, he might have to smell the aroma with an empty stomach and battle the other party.
Mood suddenly got worse…
Listening to the wailing resonating in his mind, Xi Yun smiled and waved his hand toward a certain direction below the stage.
A group of people prepared long ago lined up and came to the two.
Le Can looked up in confusion. The next second, an exquisite folding table unfolded in front of him.
The team in the middle and back split into two, surrounding the table in a circle from behind the two sitting people, putting down the dinner plates in their hands with uniform movements.
The plates were arranged randomly but aesthetically on the table surface. The covers on them were lifted simultaneously, and steaming heat mixed with different aromas rushed to the face.
Le Can restrained himself from making a gulp sound of swallowing saliva.
Chopsticks and bowls were neatly placed at hand. With a wave of Xi Yun’s hand, everyone bowed in unison and left silently and orderly.
Le Can glanced at the chopsticks, then glanced again.
Immediately after, his eyes rolled around, looking at the person beside him without speaking.
Xi Yun looked back at the youth whose eyes carried urgency, not teasing him at this time. He directly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of roasted lamb leg meat, and placed it in Le Can’s bowl.
Le Can cheered “Yay” in his heart happily, picked up his chopsticks, and aimed at the dish he missed the most. Reciprocating politely, he sent a piece to the man beside him first, then began to gorge himself.
“You! You guys!”
Hearing the voice from below the stage sounding like vomiting blood ring out again, Le Can slowly swallowed the food in his mouth and picked up a napkin to wipe his lips stained with sauce.
“Oh sorry, this gentleman… what did you say just now?”
Heh, he was just bullying people openly and honestly.
The middle-aged man forced to stand trembled uncontrollably with his hand raised in mid-air from anger. His chest heaved violently, redness spreading from his neck to his face.
Le Can watched the finger pointing at him slowly clench into a fist and raised his eyebrows slightly. The man took several deep breaths under his gaze, then raised his head with a torch-like gaze, “I said…”
Le Can smiled shallowly, “You don’t need to say it, I remembered again.”
The person who had just built up his psychology and prepared his draft could only swallow his large paragraph of unfinished words back into his stomach. He looked like he was choked by a dry, hard steamed bun, losing facial management, his features twisting as he struggled to swallow all the bitterness.
Le Can swept a glance lightly, then withdrew his tormented eyes, turning to look at the person leisurely cutting steak beside him.
Well-done steak, which seemed to lose a lot of texture in others’ eyes, was obviously prepared for whom at a glance.
“Although the burden of proof lies with the accuser, I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll spend some time saying a few words.”
The youth propped his chin, lifting his eyelids with a lazy posture: “Treat it as temporarily adding a small segment; I invite everyone present to listen to a short story.”
Melodious and brisk music sounded at the right time. Someone below the stage laughed and said loudly: “No hindrance. Compared to the stereotypical performances, I’m more willing to listen to this story.”
“Yeah yeah!” A lively person instantly chimed in. “Mr. Le, don’t just make it a short segment, a short segment isn’t enough to listen to! More, more!”
Le Can glanced at Jian Minglang pretending to be an unfamiliar passerby, maintaining his expression with difficulty. Making eye contact with acquaintances on formal occasions, that sour and refreshing feeling…
He pursed his lips instantly, reacting quickly to look sideways at Xi Yun beside him. With a smile in his tone, he said: “That won’t do, gotta leave some face for our President Xi.”
Xi Yun, used as a shield, pushed the cut steak at his hand over, gave a faint “Mmh,” and took all the responsibility without blinking an eye.
Peach-blossom eyes curved into crescent shapes. “Let me think, where should I start telling it?”
Xi Yun’s gaze lingered on the upturned corner of his eye for two seconds: “His first question: Why did I fall in love with you?”
“Right,” Le Can feigned surprise, tilting up a small half of his face, “I’m also very curious, why, and when… did you fall in love with me?”
The pronunciation became lighter towards the end, a silent ambiguity flowing slowly in the air.
Of course, this was only what everyone could see on the surface. In fact, the lowered voice was only to make the inner voice more obvious.
[Quick quick quick quick! Use your smart brain to make up a seamless reason!]
Xi Yun stopped all movements, the smile in his eyes looking at the youth was deep, but the words spoken carried incomparable seriousness.
“He only saw your camouflage against dangers, but couldn’t see the wisdom under the surface. I am very grateful that in those times, you protected yourself very well.”
The lively inner voice receded like a tide.
Le Can put away the emotion in his eyes, staring at the man in front of him with a complex gaze.
Xi Yun’s words spoke of the original Le Can, and also cleverly reflected him who walked alone for a long time in another world.
Whether it was his independence and strength in his past life, or the original body’s forbearance and weakness in this life, they only adopted different methods because of their different circumstances and personalities.
At the root, all roads lead to the same destination.
Xi Yun gazed intently at the youth sitting upright, “The true nature of you appears complex and changeable, like a fox’s cunning and playfulness…”
Le Can glared over abruptly.
[Hey! Do you want to listen to what you’re saying?!]
Xi Yun’s gaze swept over the opposite earlobe dyed red, “That is the vitality I never possessed in my past life.”
Hearing this, some people below the stage exchanged glances silently, then knowingly withdrew their gazes and began to deal with the food in front of them with concentration.
If they didn’t eat more, they might not be able to eat anymore, burp!
People yearning for things they don’t possess, and then trying to possess them—it’s too reasonable!
Especially for people of the level present, most needs didn’t require effort; they would be delivered to them actively. For rare desires, many things could be compromised.
“As for the marriage in name only for inheriting the legacy you mentioned?”
Xi Yun scoffed lightly, “Although this wedding appears hasty due to my impatience, I regret to ask you to inform the person behind you.”
“Before this, neither Le Can nor I knew about this hidden condition.”
The only insider, Ben Nelson, stepped forward, elegantly pressing one hand to his chest, “Regarding this point, Ben Nelson can prove it with his life.”
“How is that possible?!”
Successive questions were overturned. Bathed in the joking gazes of everyone, veins popped on the forehead of the despondent middle-aged man.
He subconsciously turned his head wanting to look in a certain direction, but stopped quickly. Realizing what he had done, his legs went so soft he could barely stand, and cold sweat soaked the clothes on his back.
Le Can keenly looked toward the possible area.
Among many comfortable colors, Bai Xiaotong, wearing a red dress with an ashen face, was exceptionally obvious. But subconscious wrongness made Le Can deeply question the possibility of it being her.
Taking advantage of the man’s unsettled mind, he shouted sternly: “Who are you looking for?!”
The middle-aged man instantly knelt on the ground. His hands tightly gripped the carpet on the floor, his body trembling uncontrollably. Large drops of sweat rolled down his temples.
That was… fear etched into the depths of the soul.
Le Can couldn’t confirm other things, but what he could be sure of was—
Bai Xiaotong, who only knew incompetent rage, would absolutely not be the person behind the scenes inflicting such fear!
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