The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Chapter 152 Why Do You Care So Much?

Xia Yang lazily nestled in the sofa, propping up his head with his left hand and asked him, "What are you doing wrong?"

Fu Xiuyan paused for a moment while packing his things, then continued without saying a word.

Xia Yang sighed, "Is it because of He Shuci? He's a fan of mine. Recommending him to Director Li was just a casual thing to do. Are you jealous of him too?"

"Ha! I didn't expect that the aloof and cold Teacher Ye Xia actually dotes on his fans."

Xia Yang had heard Fu Xiuyan's tone before, but it had always been in conversations with others. Fu Xiuyan always used the same tone with him. Now that he used it on him, he felt an indescribable discomfort.

"Isn't it my duty to pamper my fans? Although I never interact with them and they have never met me, they like my work, so we are just fellow travelers." Xia Yang suppressed the discomfort in his heart and carefully reasoned with Fu Xiuyan.

"You knew he could do it?"

Xia Yang's lips curled up into a smile: "I do have some vision. Writing lyrics of this level is not difficult for him."

Fu Xiuyan snorted coldly.

Xia Yang's smile deepened, and her upper body tilted towards Fu Xiuyan. Her fox eyes fixed on Fu Xiuyan, seductively saying, "I'm always right at judging people. For example, the first time I saw you, I knew you would be mine."

Fu Xiuyan then looked at Xia Yang and was captivated by his gaze. Then, he awkwardly placed Xia Yang's things neatly in the corner of the room: "You only know how to coax me with sweet words."

Xia Yang was relieved when she saw that he didn't seem to be angry anymore.

"When was the flight ticket booked?" Fu Xiuyan asked again.

Xia Yang yawned: "This morning."

Fu Xiuyan was slightly stunned: "In the morning? When you came in to compose the music?"

"No. I told Le to calm down when I got the instrument in the village."

Fu Xiuyan's heart sank. He had been by Xia Yang's side at the time, and they had been together for the entire hour-long journey.

He originally thought that Xia Yang had made the impromptu decision while composing in the room and had no chance to tell him after coming out. Just now, when Xia Yang said that in the morning, he still had this hope.

"So, you decided to go back early this morning?"

"Yeah, why else would I book a flight?"

"We were together when you asked Le An to book the plane ticket." Fu Xiuyan confirmed again.

Xia Yang looked puzzled: "Is your memory confused? Didn't we come back from the village together this morning? Of course we did."

Fu Xiuyan remained silent. Xia Yang narrowed her eyes slightly, not even looking at his expression, so she didn't notice anything was wrong. Then she added, "Are you trying to say you didn't hear it? I sent a message to Le An when I heard the village chief playing that instrument."

Fu Xiuyan felt that if he didn't have strong willpower, he would have died without being able to catch his breath.

"So, you don't feel anything is wrong?" Fu Xiuyan's voice was cold.

Xia Yang then opened his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Fu Xiuyan could tell from his eyes that he wasn't deliberately playing a trick on him. He was genuinely confused, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Fu Xiuyan suppressed the bitterness in his heart and took a few deep breaths: "Xia Xia, did you tell me beforehand about your return?"

"Don't you know now? I'm leaving tomorrow, not now." Xia Yang thought Fu Xiuyan was reluctant to leave him.

It was true that Fu Xiuyan was reluctant to let him go, but it was also true that he was angry with him.

"But as your boyfriend, shouldn't I know when you decide to leave?"

Xia Yang frowned: "Why? Is there any difference between this morning and now? I have my own work arrangements. Telling you in advance won't change anything."

Fu Xiuyan closed his eyes and said, "I don't mean to change your schedule. It's just that, Xia Xia, I just want to be closer to you than others. I want to know about your affairs first, not by hearing from others, or by hearing about them later with others."

"I didn't tell you when I came here, and you weren't angry either. Why are you angry today?" Xia Yang said casually: "Whatever I do, it's always like this. It's my own business, and I make my own decisions. My parents don't care. Why do you care so much?"

Fu Xiuyan felt a lot of powerlessness. Xia Yang didn't understand what he meant, nor could she understand his feelings: "Xia Xia, what position do I hold in your heart?"

Xia Yang was annoyed by his question. She had a smile on her face, but her eyes were cold. "What position? Mr. Fu, what position do you hold in my heart?"

He still called him "Mr. Fu." But this time, it sounded particularly distant. Unlike the way Xia Yang used to call him Mr. Fu, her tone was always light and uplifting. Every time she called him "Mr. Fu," the ending syllable had a hook.

"Xia Xia..." Reason told him that he should not say anything and just hug Xia Yang tightly. But Fu Xiuyan lost his rationality for the first time. He wanted to seriously confirm with Xia Yang whether he was just a pastime in his heart: "Are you..."

He still couldn't ask. He kept thinking about what Xia Yang had said to him, that he only wanted physical contact with him and not talk about feelings.

The seeds planted at that time finally took root and sprouted at this moment, making Fu Xiuyan more and more uneasy, and he didn't even dare to ask.