Free Web NovelChapter 1023: Chapter 3: He Doesn’t Have a Girlfriend Yet
Nie Xiaoxing’s gaze sharpens, her breath slightly held.
"Whoa, whose handsome, charming son has returned, and why is there no one to greet him?"
A casual male voice drifts in from outside the villa a few seconds later. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Nie Xiaoxing, "..."
"Little rascal." Yuan Xihuo laughs, finally standing up from the sofa, and walks to the entrance.
Nie Xiaoxing straightens her back as she sits, her clear big eyes shedding a bit of indifference, gently glimmering while looking at the doorway.
"Who’s this beauty over here, standing with our family?"
With the intentionally confused and teasing male voice, a tall and elegant man’s figure also appears at the doorway.
Nie Xiaoxing unconsciously grips the black leather sofa beside her, her pearly white teeth slightly biting her lower lip, her cheeks tinged with a thin layer of rouge, staring at the man standing at the entrance.
The man dressed casually, wearing a loose white T-shirt and black casual pants, hands leisurely stuffed in his pockets, looking less like someone in his late twenties but more like a bright teenage boy in his late teens.
Indeed.
That’s thanks to his baby face...
"You rascal, who are you joking with? Watch yourself or I’ll rip your mouth off!"
Yuan Xihuo, who was just smiling, suddenly turns stern upon seeing Gu Yan.
She narrows her eyes, glaring fiercely at Gu Yan, with a frown on her face, turns around and walks away.
She had said that important guests were visiting today and asked him to dress well, and what happened?
He showed up in a T-shirt and casual pants!
Why didn’t he just come wearing nothing at all?!
Nie Xiaoxing is slightly bewildered.
Fu Ruyi and Nie Fangsheng also pause, exchanging glances.
Nie Xiaoxing purses her lips, looking at Gu Yan standing in the doorway.
But as soon as she raises her eyes, she unexpectedly meets a deep gaze.
Nie Xiaoxing’s heart skips a beat, fingers gripping the sofa tightly, her big, bright eyes confronting his, trying hard not to look away.
A subtle longing slowly emerges from her heart.
Would he remember her?
Gu Yan, seeing Nie Xiaoxing just staring at him, with a face...if that could be called a face, pale like a mural with no expression at all.
His starry eyes quickly squint, and Gu Yan’s tight-lipped mouth curls up as he swaggered in without changing his shoes.
Yuan Xihuo glimpses him doing that and can’t help but feel annoyed, gritting her teeth to glare at him.
Gu Yan raises an eyebrow, walks to the sofa, and plops down, resting his feet on the coffee table and scanning Fu Ruyi and Nie Fangsheng, "Oh, we’ve got guests. How rude, really."
Even as he says "how rude," his feet remain on the coffee table.
Yuan Xihuo feels her head throbbing, her face flushed with suppressed anger, her voice shaking, "Gu Yan, can you sit properly?"
"Hehe."
Gu Yan, like a fool, chuckles twice at Yuan Xihuo, bends over, pats his pants, and says, "I can."
Yuan Xihuo closes her eyes.
She secretly pinches her thigh.
Hold it, hold it!
Gu Yan retracts his legs, lounging lazily against the sofa, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, half-smiling as he stares at Nie Xiaoxing.
Nie Xiaoxing came over today, and Fu Ruyi specially bought her a nice dress.
The dress is made of cotton-linen, in a date red color, with half sleeves, slightly fitted at the waist, and the hem reaches just above the knees.
It’s already the smallest size.
But Nie Xiaoxing, at 166 cm and only weighing 80 pounds, even the smallest size looks oversized on her, still terribly ill-fitted, almost resembling a...steel plate.
Gu Yan couldn’t see her rear, but as for her chest, from this angle... there’s nothing!
"Tsk, tsk."
Gu Yan clicks his tongue twice, his leg recently placed down now restlessly crossing on his other leg again, a playful smile hanging on his handsome brows as he eyes Nie Xiaoxing.
Has Mother started to give up now?
In the past, the women she introduced always had some bust and behind.
And now?
What is this supposed to be?
Is this even a woman?!
Nie Xiaoxing’s long lashes droop, she can feel Gu Yan’s gaze on her.
But she has no idea what Gu Yan is thinking inside.
She thought... he recognized her.
Nie Xiaoxing’s tightly clenched palm was full of sweat.
Her heart was pounding like thunder, roaring loudly.
"Gu Yan!!!"
Yuan Xihuo stared at Gu Yan’s constantly trembling legs in exasperation, "What are you doing, having a seizure? If you want to do it, do it elsewhere! Your shaking is making my eyes blurry!"
"As you command, Mother!"
Gu Yan unexpectedly made a fist salute to Yuan Xihuo, smiled, and stood up from the sofa, ready to head for the door.
"...Where are you going?" Yuan Xihuo was stunned, looking at Gu Yan in confusion.
Gu Yan turned back, showing Yuan Xihuo a toothy smile, "Following Mother’s orders, I’ll have a seizure outside!"
Yuan Xihuo, "..." If she had known he would be like this now, he probably wouldn’t have lived past five, because before he turned five, she would have beaten him to death!
Nie Xiaoxing bit her lower lip, her mouth quickly curved into a smile.
Yuan Xihuo laughed in exasperation, "Good son, I’m in a good mood today, don’t provoke me."
Gu Yan clicked his tongue lightly, throwing Yuan Xihuo a "what can I do with you" doting (and slightly playful) look, and obediently sat back down.
Yuan Xihuo pressed her fingers against her temples.
"...Da He, is this Gu Yan?"
Fu Ruyi spoke up at this moment, gently scrutinizing Gu Yan with her eyes.
Yuan Xihuo’s eyes flashed, she lowered her hand and grabbed Nie Xiaoxing’s hand.
Nie Xiaoxing was startled, looking at Yuan Xihuo in a daze.
Yuan Xihuo smiled gently at her, pulling her to look at Gu Yan, and said, "Son, do you remember your Aunt Fu and Uncle Nie?"
Gu Yan politely smiled, looking at Fu Ruyi and Nie Fangsheng, "Aunt Fu, Uncle Nie, my mom often talks about you two."
Nie Fangsheng glanced at Gu Yan, laughed twice, but remained silent.
Seeing this, Fu Ruyi smiled and glanced at Yuan Xihuo, saying, "Xiao Yan was good-looking as a child, and he’s become even more handsome as an adult."
Gu Yan raised his eyebrows.
Her son being praised, Yuan Xihuo naturally felt happy, but she said, "What’s the use of being handsome? He still doesn’t have girls interested in him. I think he’s destined to be a bachelor!"
Gu Yan maintained his smile, not speaking.
The impression he gave was one of being neither arrogant nor humble, steady!
But inside, he was humming defiantly.
I, so dashing and handsome, could there be no one interested?
Go out and ask around, in all of Z City, how many women are chasing after me wanting to marry!
No girls interested...
Nie Xiaoxing’s eyes flickered quickly, she couldn’t help but glance at Gu Yan.
Meaning... he doesn’t have a girlfriend yet?
"You’re just modest. Xiao Yan is impressive and successful in his career. How could there be no girls interested? I think Xiao Yan’s standards are just too high, right?" Fu Ruyi smiled as she glanced at Gu Yan and said.
"What standards does he have?"
Yuan Xihuo curled her lips, her eyes gently turning to Nie Xiaoxing, suddenly changing the topic, "If I’m not mistaken, Xiao Xing will be twenty-four soon, right?"
Gu Yan listened, his eyelashes slightly drooping.
"Yes." Nie Xiaoxing nodded, her eyes involuntarily rolling towards Gu Yan.
The first time she saw him, he was only twelve, but already quite tall.
Standing next to him, she could barely reach his armpit.
Now that he’s grown up, he’s gotten taller again and even more... handsome than as a child.
Thinking about this, Nie Xiaoxing’s face was already blushing.
Afraid of being noticed, she slowly pressed a cold hand against her face.
Nie Xiaoxing thought she was hiding it well, perhaps Fu Ruyi and Nie Fangsheng, being farther away, couldn’t see it clearly.
But Yuan Xihuo, the closest to her, saw the blush on her face clearly.
Yuan Xihuo took a secret glance at Gu Yan, and upon looking at Nie Xiaoxing again, she couldn’t help but feel a hidden delight, even her eyes were brighter, she gently asked Nie Xiaoxing, "Xiao Xing, have you got a boyfriend?"
At Yuan Xihuo’s question, the blush on Nie Xiaoxing’s face instantly deepened, she looked at Yuan Xihuo sheepishly.
"Do you?"
Yuan Xihuo asked cautiously, as if afraid Nie Xiaoxing would answer "yes."
Gu Yan’s brows furrowed, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.
Does his mother really intend to match him with... this "thing"?
What is she thinking?!
