Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon
Chapter 261 - 262 Misunderstood Ou Jue 2

Chapter 261: Chapter 262 Misunderstood Ou Jue 2

Ou Jue started speaking in a deliberately annoying tone, "Observing a fool."

"Can’t you control your gaze even a little?"

"Nope."

"..." Xiyan turned her head away speechlessly, letting him stare as much as he wanted, and lowered her head to scroll through her phone.

Suddenly, she stumbled upon a post on her Moments feed.

A post... of Qianze flaunting his romance.

He was really flaunting it.

Text: The rest of my life, I leave to you.

Photo: A shot of his and a girl’s backs.

Qianze is in a relationship?

"Ou Jue, look quickly." Xiyan pointed to the screen, staring at him. "Is Qianze in a relationship?"

"You really care?"

Ugh, was his focus completely off?

"I don’t care, it’s just some harmless gossip."

"Not sure, he’s been busy lately."

Yeah, Qianze did seem genuinely busy recently.

Haven’t run into him in a while...

Could he really be busy with this relationship?

In the evening.

Ou Jue drove Xiyan home.

When they reached the alley, Xiyan unbuckled her seatbelt, "I’ll be heading out then."

But her collar was suddenly tugged back, "Did I say you could leave?"

"??" Xiyan’s face turned into a series of question marks.

"Ahem." Ou Jue cleared his throat awkwardly, his gaze shifting slightly, his voice low and deep as he said, "Reserve this Saturday for me."

"Huh? What for?"

"Stop nagging, you’ll find out soon enough."

How mysterious...

Suddenly Xiyan had a bold thought. Could it be that Ou Jue was planning to confess to her?

Ahhhh...

He lowered his eyes, opened the storage box beside him, took out a phone box, and tossed it onto Xiyan’s lap, "Take this and get out."

Wait? What’s this? A certain fruit-branded phone...

"Why are you buying me another phone? You already gave me one a few months ago..."

"You’ve been using it for several months already. Isn’t it perfectly normal to switch to a new one?"

Emmmm, do rich people really replace phones this often? Every few months?

Such extravagance.

Xiyan refused, "The one I’m using now is still practically new. I don’t need a new one."

"I said you need one, which means you need one." Ou Jue’s tone brooked no objection. As he spoke, he grabbed Xiyan’s previous phone away. "The old one, hand it over."

"But..."

"Get out of the car right now."

What the hell.

Xiyan pouted as she opened the car door and got out.

Except—

She had just reached home when she suddenly realized.

Holy crap, he took my old phone, but my SIM card is still inside!

Xiyan quickly tore open the box of the new phone and took it out.

After turning on the phone, she discovered it already contained a pre-installed SIM card.

In the contacts list, there was only one name lying there quietly: Ou Jue.

Yes, you’re not seeing things!

The entire contacts list contained only one person—Ou Jue!!

Ou Jue!! You’re way too much!!

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But what Xiyan never could have expected was that starting at nine o’clock that night, her old phone began receiving a barrage of anonymous texts.

"Xia Xiyan, name your price. How much for you to spend the night with me? I won’t haggle."

"I want to fuck you."

"Slut."

Xiyan’s old phone sat on her desk, its screen lit up, vibrating non-stop.

Ou Jue sat nearby, his presence commanding, his expression above the nose darkened completely, exuding an ominous and terrifying aura.

He stared coldly at the screen filled with vulgar messages.

The phone suddenly rang again.

It was as if he’d anticipated this harassing call before it even arrived.

The deep, icy depths of Ou Jue’s eyes seemed to darken further, a thin layer of murderous intent now visible—cold, menacing, and terrifying.