A beautiful summer night

"Who is Brother Ayan?" Xie Qiyan looked up at the sky.

"Ah, it's me."

Xia Wanzhi wanted to leave Earth: "..."

"Am I any good?" Xie Qiyan asked with a half-smile.

"It should work quite well; I see you're quite satisfied with it." Xie Qiyan answered himself.

Seeing him sit down smugly and pour tea as if they were old friends, Xia Wanzhi snatched the cup and the teapot from his hands with a tense face, not letting him touch a single drop of water.

"I'm thirsty," Xie Qiyan said innocently.

“Let’s go back to your place to drink.” Xia Wanzhi glared at him fiercely.

Xie Qiyan couldn't help but laugh, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Xia Wanzhi remembered her dream about Xie Qiyan last night and looked away uncomfortably. After a while, she couldn't help but look at him to see what he was laughing about.

This person had a pair of flirtatious, captivating eyes, and his smile was particularly alluring. He sat loosely in the chair, looking languid, and when he smiled, he lowered his head slightly, his long, slender fingers touching his forehead, as if deliberately posing to seduce people.

Xia Wanzhi remained true to herself and was not easily bewitched by him, her face tense as if she were about to explode.

Xie Qiyan knew when to stop, slowly fading his smile to prevent things from getting out of hand: "I just came from a meeting, and I'm really thirsty."

Xia Wanzhi glanced at him suspiciously, then hummed and poured him a cup of tea: "Your order is a big project. I plan to draw it at home. I'll let you know when I'm done, so don't rush me."

Xie Qiyan nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to Teacher Wanzi."

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

Feeling Xia Wanzhi's murderous gaze, Xie Qiyan chuckled and stopped teasing her: "There's a banquet tonight, and I've come to invite my girlfriend."

The wealthy never lack all kinds of banquets, but Xia Wanzhi doesn't like those kinds of occasions and finds them particularly boring.

Before he could even utter a word of refusal, Xie Qiyan had already anticipated this and kindly reminded him, "The old man will be watching."

Xia Wanzhi immediately put on her professional demeanor and forced a smile: "Okay, President Xie, it's an honor to attend this grand banquet with you tonight."

Night falls.

The luxury cruise ship was filled with an atmosphere of extravagance and debauchery, with clinking glasses and lively music and dancing. The ship was practically packed with the elite, and upon closer inspection, there were quite a few celebrity faces as well.

Xia Wanzhi, dressed in a champagne-colored fishtail dress, looked like a proud little princess, attracting countless eyes when she entered the venue with Xie Qiyan.

Logically, the little princess, who was used to such luxurious places, shouldn't have felt nervous, but everyone saw that Xia Wanzhi hadn't taken more than a few steps when she stepped on the shimmering tulle skirt with her diamond-encrusted high heels, and then accidentally fell into Xie Qiyan's arms.

Xie Qiyan, the King of Hell in the human world.

A name that inspires fear in those from wealthy families.

He actually brought a female companion to the cruise ship banquet tonight.

She brought along the little princess from the Xia family.

"It's just a regular banquet, no need to pose for a photo op." Xie Qiyan's warm hand gently embraced her slender waist, his other hand still in his trousers. His dark eyes sparkled with laughter, and his breath brushed against Xia Wanzhi's ear. "With so many people watching, I'm a little shy."

Xia Wanzhi, of course, felt utterly humiliated and indignant. She reached out and pushed away his head, which he had deliberately brought close, and scolded him, "Stop it. It's all because of the high heels you prepared."

Her entire outfit, including her styling, was prepared by Xie Qiyan. The diamond-encrusted high heels were a full seven centimeters high, and paired with this fishtail skirt, it was simply a meticulously prepared trap.

Xie Qiyan seemed to be smiling as he hooked his arm around her waist to steady her: "It's all Yu Fei's fault, he prepared it."

Xia Wanzhi didn't buy it and shoved him, saying, "You're too close to me."

"If I don't get close to you, who else can I get close to?" Xie Qiyan found Jiang Baichuan, who was watching the commotion in the crowd, and led Xia Wanzhi forward with a purpose.

A collective sigh rippled through the crowd, and rumors began circulating about the relationship between the two.

Most of the people here had never met Xie Qiyan, but they all knew Xia Wanzhi. The recent trending topic of Xia Wanzhi keeping a gigolo had caused quite a stir. Now that they learned that this gigolo was actually the newly appointed head of the Xie family in Beicheng, some of the people present felt rather uncomfortable.

"This isn't Xia Wanzhi keeping a gigolo; it's clearly Xia Wanzhi climbing the social ladder," someone in the crowd began to mock.

"Say less. How dare you mock someone from the Xie family?" one of the companions cautiously advised.

Xia Wanzhi was led forward, and Xie Qiyan slowed his pace as if to take care of her. She lowered her eyelashes and her gaze quietly fell on his hands that were wrapped around her.

Her hands were usually icy cold all year round, but now, as he held them, her palms inexplicably became sweaty.

I don't know if it was from nervousness or from being burned by Xie Qiyan's heat.

"Have someone send over a new set of clothes." Before even reaching Jiang Baichuan, Xie Qiyan glared at him, reminding Jiang Baichuan to watch his mouth.

Just as Jiang Baichuan was about to make a joke, he calmly suppressed his unrestrained smile, beckoned a waiter over, and gave him instructions.

"Here you go, room key." He had invited the person, so naturally he had to treat them well.

Xie Qiyan didn't take it, his eyes half-closed: "One?"

Jiang Baichuan grunted: "Suite."

Create an opportunity for him to live under the same roof as the beauty, and one day Xie Qiyan will have to award him a gold medal for assisting.

Xia Wanzhi had been distracted, and even after regaining her senses, she didn't grasp the main point and instead asked, "Is this your home turf?"

Xie Qiyan quickly replied, "It's just a way to treat heartbreak, ignore it."

Others hold banquets to celebrate their joy, but Jiang Baichuan holds banquets to cheer himself up when he's sad.

Jiang Baichuan felt deeply hurt, but surprisingly, he didn't retaliate against Xie Qiyan.

Xia Wanzhi guessed from his appearance that Yun Li must have rubbed him hard on the floor, so she gave him a sympathetic look. But on the way back to the room with Xie Qiyan, she muttered to herself, "He spends money like water to build such a lavish nightclub after encountering a little setback. What a waste of money. No wonder Yun Li doesn't want him."

Xie Qiyan's ears twitched: "..."

He forwarded these words to Jiang Baichuan verbatim while Xia Wanzhi was changing clothes.

Jiang Baichuan was greatly shocked.

Xia Wanzhi felt relaxed after taking off her high heels, but when she opened the box and saw the dress that Jiang Baichuan had prepared, she blushed and put the dress back.

A strapless red velvet dress with a large open back and cutouts at the side waist—three layers of "buffs" stacked together, giving off a cool and refreshing vibe.

Xie Qiyan's hands are too hot, and he likes to touch her inappropriately. He'll definitely either put his arm around her waist or grope her back later. Xia Wanzhi is very self-aware; she definitely can't handle that...

Skin-to-skin contact.

As soon as the door opened, Xie Qiyan saw that she hadn't changed out of her fishtail dress and raised an eyebrow slightly: "Why didn't you change?"

"I don't like it." Xia Wanzhi walked out barefoot, turned around and sat down with a serious expression, dragging the hem of her fishtail skirt. "I still prefer the outfit that President Xie prepared."

Xie Qiyan chuckled, his slender fingers swiping across the phone screen twice. A moment later, someone came and rang the doorbell.

"I apologize for not being well-prepared regarding the clothes." Xie Qiyan lacked experience, so he left the task to Yu Fei.

But he forgot that Yu Fei was also a man who had never been in a relationship and was as straight as steel.

This was his mistake.

Xia Wanzhi pursed her lips slightly, a little unaccustomed to Xie Qiyan's way of speaking, and coughed lightly: "The clothes are fine, it's just the shoes..."

"Change to another pair." Before she could finish speaking, Xie Qiyan knelt down on one knee, opened the box, and took out the pair of French flats that had just been delivered for her to change into.

Xia Wanzhi suddenly froze, her heart skipping a beat.