Chapter 1092: Qualities
Chapter 1092: Qualities
"Zhao, stop looking!"
Mu Chenyan had to come all the way from the other side of the hall to say this to Xia Zhao whose eyes had been glued to her since he came. Everywhere she went, she could feel his gaze. It made the cells in her body do something inexplicable. She couldn't even describe it right now. b𝚎d𝚗𝚘𝚟el.𝚌o𝚖
"Now, there is a problem with me looking too?" asked Xia Zhao. "Soon, you're gonna have a problem with me breathing too. Should I stop breathing too?"
"Yes!" she replied. "If I tell you to stop looking, you stop. If I tell you to stop breathing, you do that too!"
"Unreasonable!" commented Xia Zhao.
"Then don't take it too far. I didn't ask you to stop breathing. I'm just asking you to stop looking at me."
"Why?" asked Xia Zhao. "Give me one reason why I should."
"You're making me feel uncomfortable."
"My whole existence had been quite uncomfortable to you for as long as I can remember," replied Xia Zhao to Mu Chenyan. "I thought you got used to this uncomfortable feeling."
"Zhao, what do you want?"
"How about a dance, Yanzi?" suggested Xia Zhao. "I'll stop looking if you're willing to have a dance with me."
Mu Chenyan paused and stared at him, "You wanna dance with me?"
"Yes," replied Xia Zhao. "It's a good bargain. I'll really stop looking after the dance is done."
Mu Chenyan thought about it before she extended her hand toward him, "Let's go then."
He naturally took her hand and walked towards the dance floor.
"You do know how to dance right?" asked Mu Chenyan suspiciously.
"Are you still doubting my abilities?" he retorted and Mu Chenyan shut up instantly. It was truly pointless to even ask that question. She had yet to find something he couldn't actually do. How could it not be infuriating when someone had so many talents? People like him were the real bullies who didn't give others a way out.
Although she didn't speak out her thoughts, it wasn't that difficult for Xia Zhao to see her thoughts.
As the two of them got on the dance floor, there were actually a lot of eyes that fell on this pair. And this attention wasn't just from the family. But also from the guests. Mu Chenyan had a flamboyant way of doing things and was a social butterfly. Xia Zhao was reclusive and lived a mysterious life. However, no one dared to offend both these two people with polar opposite personalities.
One thing was similar about them, they both were vengeful.
"What is wrong with you?" asked Mu Chenyan when they started dancing.
"What is wrong with me?" repeated Xia Zhao.
"I don't know," she replied. "You're acting weird. I'm unable to understand you today."
"You're never able to understand me," was Xia Zhao's response. "There is nothing new about that."
"And is it my fault?" she asked. "It's your fault. If I am unable to understand, you should make me understand."
"Right. I should always do everything because Yanzi is too lazy to even think for an extra minute when it comes to me. Am I really that unimportant to you? You know how it hurt that you didn't even bother contacting me in all these years. You just went abroad. It's not like you're leaving the earth and shifting to mars that you decided to end all our contact."
"You don't know why I did that?" she retorted. "You know it. And if I didn't do it. You didn't too. You kept coming to see Elder Xiang but you didn't even bother to see me? Who is unimportant to whom exactly?"
"I told you, I won't look for you," he told her. "The next time we meet, it'd have to be you looking for me instead."
"And didn't it happen?" she asked. "Didn't I come looking for you?"
Xia Zhao shook his head with a bitter smile, "Sadly, you came to look for the artist behind that painting. Because you wanted to buy it."
"But that's because I knew that the artist is you," she told him.
"Then should I say thank you?"
"There is no need for that." She replied awkwardly and avoided his eyes. Thinking of something, she asked, "How is your wound?"
He raised his brow slightly and it took a moment to realize what she was asking about, "You mean the bite mark? I don't really consider it a wound. And it's been a while. It recovered long ago." He took a pause and added, "Are you really worrying about that? Are you forgetting that you've hurt me even worse?"
"We were young back then," she replied. "Getting injuries was equal to growing up. Haven't you heard? If you don't fall, how will you learn to stand back up? The same concept applies here. If you don't get hurt, how will you grow?"
"Sure," said Xia Zhao. "How can you ever be wrong?"
"Right? I'm never wrong."
"It's just that I don't feel like proving you wrong," he said. "Or else, I'd really tell you where and how you had been wrong."
"Why do you always see my flaws? Do I have no qualities?"
"Sure. You're tenacious. I'll give you that. No matter how many times you lost, you didn't lose your will to win. That's a big win in itself. So, I'll give you that."
Mu Chenyan intentionally stepped on his foot and gritted out, "So, my looks are not included in my qualities? Or earlier when you said that I looked beautiful, you're just lying."
Xia Zhao didn't even flinch when she stepped on his foot with her high heel. First, he already was mentally prepared for that when he asked her for a dance. Second, he really didn't care about this pain.
He suddenly lifted his hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. The tips of his warm fingers brushed against her cold ear making her shudder slightly as he said in a low voice, "I don't lie. You should be very clear about that."