"Your moves are so uncoordinated. You should dance less."
"Jiang Xiao, your dancing is ugly."
In the past, thinking about these things would make her sad for a long time, but not anymore. She danced for everyone to see.
"Great! Great!"
Some men rushed up, begging for Jiang Xiao's contact info.
Jiang Xiao smiled and gave it.
Others asked for her WeChat.
She gave it too.
Shen Yue gave her a thumbs-up, praising her.
The male models didn't want to lose their prize, so they all crowded around.
Seeing this, Cheng Yuan was about to explode. He clenched his fists, using all his strength to suppress his anger, pushed through the crowd, and strode over.
Another man approached, his hand about to touch Jiang Xiao's waist, but Cheng Yuan kicked him away.
"You dare touch my woman? You want to die?!"
The next second, he pulled Jiang Xiao tightly into his arms, panting heavily. "Xiao Xiao, you win."
Jiang Xiao didn't understand what he meant by "you win." She struggled to get out. "Let go of me. It's hot."
Cheng Yuan wouldn't let her go. He cupped her face. "Come with me."
"I won't go," Jiang Xiao said. "I'd rather die than go with you."
She had been drinking, so she spoke even more resolutely. "Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you?"
"Who am I?" Cheng Yuan's eyes were full of hurt. "I'm your A Yuan."
"No, you're not." Jiang Xiao pointed at the other men. "They are the ones I want."
The men cooperated, calling out in unison, "Sister."
Cheng Yuan hated those two words the most. He roared, "Get lost!"
Jiang Xiao slapped him. "I think you should be the one to get lost."
The commotion was too loud, attracting the manager. When the manager saw who it was, he bowed. "President Cheng, hello."
No one knew Cheng Yuan was the secret owner of this bar.
"President Cheng, do you need anything?" the manager asked.
It was too noisy; some words were hard to hear. Cheng Yuan didn't want to say more. He said coldly, "Make them all leave!"
The male models were pushed out by the manager.
Jiang Xiao was very unhappy that her dancing was interrupted. She pushed Cheng Yuan but couldn't move him. She grabbed his hand and bit it until it bled, then let go.
She said harshly, "You should be the one to get lost!"
Cheng Yuan couldn't reason with her. Anger rising, he lifted her onto his shoulder and carried her away in front of everyone.
Shen Yue chased after them but couldn't catch up. She had to turn back, grab her bag, and leave.
She was worried about Jiang Xiao all night, afraid of what Cheng Yuan might do to her.
Cheng Yuan wanted to do something, but how could he dare?
She was the moon he loved. He couldn't even beg her to come back; how could he dare to act recklessly?
He coaxed her gently, pleaded softly—standing, kneeling.
Jiang Xiao slept soundly all night, while he knelt by the bed all night.
But the next day, instead of being touched, he received a slap from Jiang Xiao.
Jiang Xiao slapped Cheng Xiao hard in the face.
She did it in front of the servants. "Who told you to bring me to your house?"
Cheng Yuan had guessed she would be angry, but not this angry. He coaxed softly, "I wanted to take you home last night, but you threw up on the way. Your clothes got wet. I had no choice but to bring you to my place."
"Where's Yue Yue? We were together last night. You could have let me leave with her."
"I didn't see her." Cheng Yuan took Jiang Xiao's hand. "It's my fault. I won't do it again."
"Next time? You think there will be a next time?" Jiang Xiao snorted. "Cheng Yuan, I guess you really don't want our agreement anymore."
"I do, I do," Cheng Yuan begged. "We agreed on two months, Xiao Xiao. The time isn't up yet."
The agreement stated that their dating period was two months. If after two months Jiang Xiao still hated Cheng Yuan, he would give up and stop pestering her.
"There's still one month," Jiang Xiao said. "This month is your last chance."
Cheng Yuan cherished this month more than anyone. He seized the opportunity. "Xiao Xiao, can I move in with you?"
Jiang Xiao refused without thinking. "No."
"We're boyfriend and girlfriend. Why not?" Cheng Yuan said. "Don't worry, I won't do anything. I just want to take care of you."
"I don't need your care."
"But I want to."
Cheng Yuan put on that pitiful look again. "I've never taken good care of you all these years. Give me a chance, okay?"
Jiang Xiao looked at him sideways and laughed. "Cheng Yuan, don't talk to me with that face. It's disgusting."
The color drained from Cheng Yuan's face.
Jiang Xiao patted his chest. "Doesn't that sound familiar?"
Cheng Yuan seemed not to understand.
Jiang Xiao: "President Cheng really has a short memory. Didn't you say the same thing back then?"
In a flash, Cheng Yuan remembered something. He had indeed said those words. Back then, he thought Jiang Xiao was annoying, her crying face irritating him, so he scolded her without a second thought.
Seeing Jiang Xiao about to leave, he blocked her way. "You forgot to do something."
Jiang Xiao said impatiently, "What?"
Cheng Yuan grabbed her hand and slapped himself with it. "Next time you hit me, remember to do it harder."