Chapter 333: Chapter 333

Shi Yang touched Zhao Meimei’s hair, staring fixedly for a couple of seconds; he hadn’t looked closely due to the earlier emotional outburst. He asked in surprise, "Why did you cut your hair?"

Zhao Meimei’s hair was a mess, all tangled from Shi Yang’s constant messing and pulling. Unaware of how disheveled she looked, she happily said, "This hairstyle suits me better. I even specially permed it back then."

Shi Yang looked at her closely; Zhao Meimei’s eyes were blackened, and her carefully applied makeup had been blurred by tears.

"It’s like a basket on top of your head, how is it nice-looking?" Shi Yang poked her forehead.

Zhao Meimei wanted to argue back, but Shi Yang immediately picked her up from the bed and took her to the bathroom to wash.

As they washed, things started to shift; they hadn’t seen each other for almost a month, and at an age like wolves, just a spark could ignite a raging fire, their self-restraint practically nonexistent.

Shi Yang pinned Zhao Meimei down in the bathroom once, then moved back to the bed, continuing until they were both starving and exhausted.

Zhao Meimei, half-conscious, lay in Shi Yang’s arms and asked, "Brother, what time is it?"

Zhao Meimei had lost track of time.

Shi Yang grabbed his phone and glanced at it, saying, "Almost one o’clock, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Zhao Meimei weakly shook her head, "No, I’m so tired."

Shi Yang held her, pulled over the quilt, enveloping them both, "Then let’s sleep for a while, sleep."

Shi Yang had been racing against time non-stop in recent days, and he was worn out too. He pressed his face against the top of Zhao Meimei’s head, feeling her warm breaths on his neck, easing his nerves completely, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

At eight-thirty in the morning, the local Public Security Bureau called Shi Yang, notifying him that Third Brother had been caught and would be escorted onto the train this afternoon.

Shi Yang expressed his heartfelt gratitude before hanging up, glancing at Zhao Meimei sleeping sweetly in bed, and couldn’t bring himself to wake her up. He took a quick shower, got ready, and went to a nearby hotel restaurant to buy some food.

He was sitting in the restaurant waiting for his takeout when his phone rang; it was Liu Xiue calling.

Shi Yang paused, suddenly realizing he forgot to inform Liu Xiue and the others of his safety last night. Remembering the indulgence of last night brought a tingling sensation within him, making his throat feel instantly ablaze.

Shi Yang lightly coughed before answering, "Hello, Aunt."

Liu Xiue asked, "Yangyang, have you returned to the city?"

Shi Yang was stunned, "Not yet, what’s up?"

Liu Xiue said, "President Qian and the warehouse from the city called saying they want to swap some products with us. Wenda is attending the spring new product launch. I wanted to ask you, it’s almost the New Year, prime time for sales. Should we contact Wenda to exchange products with the city, and replenish a set of series from headquarters? Wenda will be back next week, bringing them back by plane won’t delay things."

Shi Yang agreed, "Alright, I’ll contact headquarters directly later. Aunt, once you’ve sorted everything, remember to send the required product numbers and sizes to my phone."

Liu Xiue laughed, "It’s all sorted. I’ll take photos and send them to you now. Oh, right, if you’re busy, let Meimei find a place to stay for herself, so she doesn’t delay proper work!"

Shi Yang quickly said, "It’s fine, I’m glad she came over."

Liu Xiue couldn’t help but complain, "You’re spoiling her. The girl is so opinionated lately. Last night when your uncle and I went home, guess what? As soon as we entered, we realized she was gone; she left a note saying she went to find you. If she hadn’t called later to let us know she was safe, your uncle and I would have gone crazy with worry."

Shi Yang couldn’t help recalling last night, Zhao Meimei’s heartfelt words: "I miss you so much; if I don’t see you, I’ll go crazy."

Shi Yang’s eyes revealed a smile, "I reprimanded her last night, she promised not to dare do it again."

Liu Xiue was satisfied, saying, "You have to reprimand her; otherwise, she won’t learn. Think about how far it is from the provincial capital to you, and it’s snowing heavily and the roads are closed. She’s never traveled far on her own before, and there are bad guys everywhere! What if she got bullied, couldn’t find her way, unfamiliar with everything, something happened, what then? Just thinking about it is scary! Yangyang, you must really straighten her up! Alright, I won’t keep you, I’ll send you the supply photos later."

Shi Yang had been moved to surprise and emotional turmoil by Zhao Meimei’s sudden appearance to find him; his mind hadn’t had time to process logically. Now Liu Xiue’s words made his face change. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel⁂fire.net

Liu Xiue’s phrase about being bullied or getting lost cut into Shi Yang’s nerves like a knife.

He began to feel some fear; Zhao Meimei, meticulously cared for under his protection, hadn’t seen the perils of the world, oblivious to its vastness, making his heart ache as a wave of uncontrollable anger surged.

This anger was fierce, filled not only with concern and fear over Zhao Meimei’s unauthorized departure but also mingling with the accumulated frustration from handling incidents. All these sparks together ignited into a high flame.

Shi Yang hung up and returned to the hotel room with the packed food, finding Zhao Meimei made-up and sitting obediently on the bed watching TV.

Zhao Meimei had changed; the red face and teary eyes from last night had vanished.

Her hair hung to her shoulders, curled inwardly at the ends with a light brown hue under the sunlight. Her bangs no longer lay uniformly on her forehead but had a loose arc, looking casual and natural.

Her elongated eyes, carefully painted, had extended tails, jet-black pupils. When she saw him, her thin lids lifted, pressing a pretty wrinkle at the corners, sweetly calling, "Brother! You went to buy food?"

Zhao Meimei got up from the bed, wearing a loose white round-neck sweater and tight leather pants. Last night, Shi Yang had stripped them off her as soon as they met, but now looking, it heightened the perception of her long legs as slender and straight.

Zhao Meimei leaned over to take the takeout box to the table, about to turn around when Shi Yang hugged her from behind.

Shi Yang lowered his head to see her side neck, its graceful line extending down to her collarbone, disappearing under the neckline. Through her soft sweater, they were fully pressed together, feeling ever more enamored by the closeness.