The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Over the next few days, Xia Yang attended classes every day, sometimes staying all day. Sometimes he'd go home before lunch. On nice days, he'd spend the mornings in the manor, basking in the sun and stretching, before heading out in the afternoon.

At school, if I came across a topic that interested me, I would spend half the day in a classroom, immersing myself in the world like every other student. If I didn't find anything I liked, I would just leave and move on to the next, more interesting class. If I felt uninterested, I would find a classroom with good sunlight and bask in the sun on my desk.

Today, Xia Yang found a nice spot to bask in the sun. From his vantage point, he could just see a bird strolling leisurely on the green lawn outside the window. Xia Yang recorded a short video and sent it to Fu Xiuyan. The bird walked lazily yet elegantly. At the end of the video, it turned in Xia Yang's direction, as if looking at him.

Xia Yang raised his eyebrows at it and gave it a provocative smile. The bird immediately turned its head away and flew away with its wings flapping. Xia Yang chuckled triumphantly.

Fu Xiuyan: So happy? What are you laughing at?

[Xia Yang: It looked at me, but I won! I scared it away.]

Fu Xiuyan: I wasn't scared. I just felt ashamed of myself when I saw my daughter Jiaojiao's beauty.

[Xia Yang: You look at me every day, and I never see you feel ashamed.]

Fu Xiuyan: How do you know there isn't one? I can't sleep every night because my daughter Jiaojiao is so beautiful.

[Xia Yang: Nonsense. You've grown up looking in the mirror every day, and I've never seen you have trouble sleeping.]

Fu Xiuyan: Is Xia Xia praising me? [Tsundere.jpg]

Xia Yang and Fu Xiuyan chatted idly, the sun warming their faces. Fu Xiuyan's break was over. Xia Yang was even more bored. The old professor's tone was so soothing and even Xia Yang, who had been getting plenty of sleep lately, felt drowsy.

Squinting my eyes, I enjoy the warmth of the sun, as if I can't feel the passage of time.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Yang began to feel increasingly sleepy, and suddenly the warmth on her face vanished. She thought the sky had turned cloudy, but when she opened her eyes, she realized the sun was still there, only a shadow had appeared above her, completely obstructing the sunlight.

Xia Yang was very unhappy and frowned.

"Hi~" came a very enthusiastic voice from above. It was a strange, foreign-looking person with blond hair and blue eyes. Xia Yang didn't even want to look at the person's face, and simply stood up and left.

I don't know when the classroom became empty.

The people behind him quickly caught up and enthusiastically invited Xia Yang to dinner.

Xia Yang pretended not to understand what he said and walked straight forward.

“Korean?”

Xia Yang didn't look away.

"Japanese?"

Xia Yang kept walking.

"Oh! Chinese!"

Xia Yang still acted as if he heard nothing.

The man was confused and kept scratching his head.

The driver rushed over immediately after receiving Xia Yang's message. He stopped the car immediately upon seeing Xia Yang, got out and opened the door for her. Xia Yang quickly got in.

By the time Alvin reacted, he couldn't even feel the exhaust from the car.

Alvin felt extremely regretful, blaming himself for being too abrupt. It seemed that Eastern people preferred to be more subtle.

The first time he saw Xia Yang, he was stunned by this beautiful oriental elf. She was cold, aloof, refined, and noble. It was completely different from his typical Oriental appearance.

But before he could even say hello, the elf had vanished, his shock too great. He spent the next few days searching around the school, but couldn't find any information about the person. Alvin even suspected that the fleeting glimpse was just his imagination.

These past few days, he couldn't concentrate in class, while walking or eating. He was always looking around, hoping to see the person who had made him fall in love at first sight. But no, she was nowhere to be found. He was even about to give up when he finally saw her in his own classroom.

Alvin believed that God had heard his cry and sent the elf to him. If the old professor at the podium was not the strictest, he would have moved to his side regardless of the consequences during class.

I was afraid that the elf would disappear again, so I spent the whole class absentmindedly looking in his direction. Fortunately, God was kind and he was still there until the end of the class.

But why wasn't he talking to himself? He felt a little lost, but more excited. He wasn't just imagining things, he was real. That was good. He could always find him. Besides, finding him should be easy. Alvin thought back to the car that had picked him up. It was a limited edition. His brother had one at home. It was a very obvious mark.

Le An had arrived two days earlier. He was like a happy rabbit. Even a blade of grass seemed rare to him. Xia Yang would hardly see him when she came home each day.

Yu Chi couldn't find anyone there. After spending a few days in the wine cellar, he felt it was too deserted, so he took Xiao Lin to a bar in the city.

Xia Yang was in a very low mood the whole way because his sleep was disturbed at school. His brows were furrowed.

Butler Zhang was keenly aware of Xia Yang's mood, and as soon as she got off the car, he arranged for the servants to deliver a portion of the dessert that was always prepared to Xia Yang.

As Xia Hongyang entered the hall, he heard Fu Xiuyan's voice. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw his grandmother and Aunt Lin watching Fu Xiuyan's movie on TV.

"Xiaoguai, are you back? Come quickly and watch a movie with grandma." Grandma invited Xia Yang to sit next to her.

"When did you start liking watching movies?" Xia Yang asked calmly.

Grandma seemed not to hear what Xia Yang asked, and said to herself: "This young man surnamed Fu is really good."

Xia Yang was awkward: "How can you tell that someone is nice when you're watching a movie?"

"He's so handsome." Grandma's eyes sparkled. "Look at his eyes, eyebrows, nose, mouth, jawline. And that figure. Wow! This is what others say, that..." Grandma thought for a while and finally figured it out: "It must be a work of Nuwa showing off her skills!"

Xia Yang was surprised: "Where did you get the words for that?"

Grandma's face was filled with pride: "I learned it from my sisters."

"sisters?"

"I'm a fan of Yan Shen now! Xiaoguai, you don't know how good he is! He's completely different from others..."

"Ahem!" Aunt Lin reminded Mrs. Yu in time: "Madam." Then her eyes swept between Xia Yang and the TV.

The old lady then remembered why she went to investigate Fu Xiuyan. Wasn't it because of this precious child of hers?

During the days when Xia Yang was leaving early and returning late every day, the old lady would drag Aunt Lin along to catch up on Fu Xiuyan's works and all his interviews. Her impression of him has changed significantly. She has now become a die-hard fan of Fu Xiuyan, and her greatest joy every day is to research Fu Xiuyan with Aunt Lin.

"Handsome?" Xia Yang pretended to be disgusted and said, "Just ordinary."

When Butler Zhang came to deliver desserts and drinks, he heard Xia Yang's comment about Fu Xiuyan.

He had heard many comments about Mr.'s appearance, all kinds of compliments, countless times, but this was the first time he heard the word "ordinary" used to describe Mr. He tried very hard to put these words together with Mr.'s face, but failed miserably.

However, the little master is such a god-like figure. He said that the master looks ordinary, so let it be ordinary.

Xia Yang clearly acted like she was very proud when others praised her child, but she had to pretend to be humble and criticize her own child a few times.

Old Mrs. Yu also pretended not to notice.

"Xiaoguai, don't you think he is handsome? What a pity. This is the first time I've seen someone who looks as good as my Xiaoguai. Alas! What a pity!" The old lady pretended, and Aunt Lin turned her head away and laughed secretly.

"By the way, Xiaoguai, can you help me get an autographed photo?"