My Jealous and Beautiful Villainous Wife (ABO) - Chapter 17
Si An gazed at the row of text messages, interspersed with two picture messages.
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His fingertip lightly tapped the screen as he opened the two picture messages.
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One was a photo taken inside a car, and the other showed an ugly fried egg.
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After viewing them, Si An held the phone to his ear and leaned back in his chair.
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With a casual hook of his long leg, the office chair swiveled halfway around, facing the floor-to-ceiling window.
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Beep, beep.
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The call was answered almost immediately.
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Hello? Si An?
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The voice remained deep and magnetic, but the phone’s speaker distorted it slightly, making the timbre even clearer and more resonant.
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Though Si An couldn’t see the Alpha’s expression, his tone sounded indifferent.
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Si An gazed at the vast, pale blue sky visible through the window, his left fingertip tapping lightly on his knee.
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Long Xiao, did Wen He come to see you after I left yesterday?
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Long Xiao paused for two seconds. All Si An could hear was the sizzling of frying oil on the other end.
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For some reason, Si An’s mood suddenly brightened considerably.
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Oh, that’s right, Long Xiao replied casually, flipping the fried egg with a flick of his wrist.
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Unfortunately, this wasn’t the explanation Si An wanted to hear.
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His gaze lowered as he pressed, What did he come to say to you?
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Across the phone line, Long Xiao chuckled softly, as if recalling something amusing. Heh, nothing much. Just gave him a little scare.
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The powerful Alpha clearly disdained discussing potential rivals with his beloved Omega, brushing off the entire incident from the previous night with a dismissive wave.
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But Si An closed his eyes, his heart aching for a different answer.
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The soft, breathy laugh amplified through the phone’s speaker, becoming painfully clear. It reminded Si An of the smile he had just seen in the surveillance footage.
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Long Xiao rarely smiled at him. Once? Twice? They had only known each other for a short time, their meetings few and far between, and his smiles even rarer.
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That particular smile… the Alpha had never smiled like that at him.
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As Omega pondered this, even his mild irritation began to amplify.
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For a moment, Si An didn’t respond, only his soft breathing audible on the other end of the line.
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…Perhaps Si An’s silence stretched too long, because Long Xiao’s sharp senses picked up on something amiss.
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As he reached to turn off the stove, Long Xiao slowly explained to Si An, He wasn’t looking for me.
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He was looking for you.
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I didn’t let him finish. I scared him a little. The way he looked terrified was kind of funny.
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The Alpha’s calm explanation carried a blunt cruelty.
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But Si An clearly didn’t care about that.
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As he listened to Long Xiao’s explanation, the discomfort in his heart gradually dissipated.
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From those simple words, Si An could roughly imagine the scene.
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If that was the case, then it wasn’t too excessive.
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If it had been him, he probably would have laughed even louder.
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So, putting himself in Long Xiao’s shoes, he forgave him.
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Si An’s right hand stopped unconsciously tapping his fingertips.
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After a moment of silence, he changed the subject.
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MMS messages cost one yuan each.
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Hmm?
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Long Xiao blinked, his narrow, gold-flecked eyes showing a hint of confusion.
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No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t immediately grasp the connection between the CEO of the Si Group and a one-yuan text message.
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Si An detected the Alpha’s bewilderment in that single syllable, as if he could already picture Long Xiao’s puzzled expression.
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The lake-blue eyes curved slightly as he issued a cold command
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Add me on V-Chat.
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Okay.
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Compared to the earlier, overly roundabout remark, this concise order was much easier to understand.
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Almost as soon as Si An finished speaking, Long Xiao agreed.
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Why do you always send me flowers?
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Si An gazed out the window at the sky, his voice flat, as if asking about business matters.
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In reality, he was merely chatting casually with Long Xiao.
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Yes, chatting casually—during his crucial work hours.
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Si An, the man his subordinates regarded as a workaholic demon boss, was making small talk.
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Long Xiao pondered briefly, then replied in a low, gentle voice
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Roses carry the scent of your pheromones.
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That’s why I love roses.
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As for sending them daily, it’s simply an expression of my heart.
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If a bouquet of flowers can brighten your day even a little, that would be wonderful.
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I’ll keep sending you roses, ensuring that the roses you see are always in full bloom.
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After a moment’s thought, the Alpha added, …until you grow tired of them.
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The usually cold voice, when amplified through the phone’s receiver, seemed to possess a magical quality.
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Hearing it this way, Long Xiao’s voice sounded remarkably gentle.
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Si An subtly moved the phone slightly away from his ear.
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He remained silent, offering no response to Long Xiao’s direct words, merely lifting his gaze to continue watching the sky outside the window.
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But if someone were to observe closely, they might notice a faint blush coloring the Omega’s pale earlobes.
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…I accept your invitation for dinner tonight, Si An said, his voice clear and crisp, before ending the call.
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The wide office chair swiveled halfway around, returning to its original position.
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Si An set down the phone, his brow now completely relaxed, his expression returning to its usual calm composure.
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Long Xiao lowered his head to look at the disconnected call screen, raised an eyebrow, and chuckled softly.
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So adorable.
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Only then did the cooking instructor, who had been neglected to the side, dare to approach cautiously and ask in a low voice, å¦å‘˜ Long, shall we continue?
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Long Xiao put his phone away and glanced up at the muscular yet meek male beta instructor. After a moment’s thought, he said, Just teach me how to make century egg and lean meat congee and red date soy milk.
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I need to make them for my Omega the day after tomorrow.
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As Long Xiao spoke, the cooking instructor’s eyes lit up, clearly with the gleam of gossip. But quickly, remembering Long Xiao’s status, he swallowed the words that had risen to his lips.
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Instead, he forced a bright, enthusiastic smile. Of course, å¦å‘˜ Long! Both dishes are quite simple.
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Long Xiao nodded, offering no further comment.
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His mind was entirely occupied with thoughts of Si An. What a pity, I forgot to tell him I missed him.
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Next time, next time I call, I’ll remember to say I miss him.