The only part of the entire apartment not trashed by Yao Yifan was the dining table.
So Lou Yuming sat leisurely on a chair. He found an iPad from somewhere, saw it still had some power, and casually put on a show.
The flowers were placed on the table. Flowers paired with a beauty, a languid time exuded quiet comfort.
If it weren't for the piles of trash at his feet and around him, the scene would likely have been more pleasing to the eye.
Song Xi was panting, her hair tied up in a bun. Strands of hair were wet with sweat and stuck to her face. Compared to her listless appearance before, she now looked lively and cute.
"Can't you help out too?"
Lou Yuming said unhurriedly, "What's the point of paying and then doing the work?"
"..." Song Xi gritted her teeth, "Then please move your golden finger and pass me the dish soap from the cabinet."
Lou Yuming did move, but only looked back and said, "Come get it yourself."
Song Xi clenched her fists, then began to brainwash herself: Don't get angry, don't get angry. If you get sick from anger, no one will help you. If you die of anger, he'll be happy. Better to work hard and earn money.
A clattering sound came from the room.
Lou Yuming watched a famous scene of Song Xi playing the pipa on a variety show, his eyebrows tinged with a faint smile.
...
Half an hour later, Song Xi dragged her exhausted body to the living room.
She plopped down on a chair, as if her body had been hollowed out.
Lou Yuming stared at the screen and suddenly asked, "How did you figure it out?"
Song Xi saw a cup of water on the table and drank it in one gulp.
"Why does this taste so weird?" She licked her lips, finding it a bit salty.
That was for replenishing energy, specifically prepared for her. Of course, it tasted strange.
"You were angry then, how did you see through it?" he asked again.
Song Xi realized what he was referring to. She let out an "Oh," and left a cryptic remark: "A woman's intuition."
"..."
Lou Yuming obviously didn't believe her. The previous moment she was throwing a tantrum at him. If that guy hadn't been subdued by him, something major might have happened.
In fact, Lou Yuming didn't know that the moment Song Xi saw him hitting someone, she knew something wasn't right.
Lou Yuming was not an impulsive person, let alone resorting to violence in public. So that boy must have done something excessively wrong.
But she had asked him many times, and he hadn't said a word. That was what made Song Xi angry. It was only when she caught a glimpse of the boy's lock screen wallpaper that she understood everything.
To be fantasized and photoshopped by his own fans, a beating was considered light. Such a person should go to jail and pay the price for his actions!
"How is that guy now?"
Since he brought it up, Song Xi took the opportunity to ask.
Her eyelashes drooped, her eyes dim.
Lou Yuming said coldly, "He's probably very scared now." "Why?"
"Because in City A, there isn't a single lawyer who dares to take his case."
Song Xi was stunned for a moment, a faint light flickering in her eyes.
"You play the pipa quite well," he suddenly said out of the blue.
Song Xi's expression froze. Only then did she hear that the background music playing was from the talent show she had recorded last time!
"Who let you watch it!"
She was extremely embarrassed. She had never expected Lou Yuming to watch it!
Lou Yuming said righteously, "It's being broadcast, why can't I watch it?"
"You can't watch it!"
"On what grounds?"
"It's just not allowed!"
She was being unreasonable, her face flushed crimson, and she reached out to snatch the iPad.
Lou Yuming narrowed his eyes, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her towards him.
She stumbled towards the middle of the dining table, her other hand instinctively gripping the edge of the table to keep herself from falling.
Lou Yuming leaned in, their distance instantly closing, as if they could feel each other's breath.
And at this moment, it reminded Song Xi of New Year's Eve.
The exact same posture, the exact same dining table.
At that time, he had lowered his head and kissed her lips.
And asked her, "Song Xi, do you want to be my girlfriend?"