Chapter 161: Actually, I

Xia Xi opened the car door, a blast of cold air rushed in, blowing against her body; that chill went straight into the gaps of her bones, so she hurriedly shut the door and sat motionless in the passenger seat.

Xu Yanfeng was stunned by the WeChat remark and remained dazed for a while; after waiting a bit and not seeing Xia Xi's figure, he frowned slightly in puzzlement, walked to the passenger side, slightly curled his fingers, and tapped on the window.

The car window slowly lowered a palm-wide gap; Xia Xi placed both hands on the glass, revealing her upper face, looking somewhat pitiful.

"What's wrong?" Xu Yanfeng propped one hand on the car roof, lowered his body, and spoke gently.

A hint of embarrassment flitted across Xia Xi's fair complexion; she opened her mouth and uttered a single word: "Cold."

Xu Yanfeng: "……"

When she got in the car, he had already noticed her attire was inappropriate, only worrying that her outfit would be inconvenient for playing golf and forgetting to mention it might be cold. The golf course lies in the suburbs of Nancheng, with vast forests and lakes, its temperature a few degrees lower than that of the downtown skyline.

Xu Yanfeng opened the rear door; a sports bag lay on the seat. He unzipped it, pulled out a black jacket, and said, "Just wear my jacket for now."

Only then did Xia Xi reluctantly get out of the car; Xu Yanfeng unfolded the jacket and draped it over her shoulders, and she slipped her arms into the sleeves herself.

His jacket was large, the hem reaching her thighs; wearing it made her look somewhat like a long coat.

Xu Yanfeng adjusted her collar and asked softly, "Still cold?"

Xia Xi shook her head.

Xu Yanfeng first took her to the service area; a staff member came to greet him, obviously knowing Xu Yanfeng, respectfully informed him that Tang Shao and his group had already taken a golf cart to the course, and asked whether they should arrange a cart to take him and the lady beside him now.

Xu Yanfeng told the staff, "Wait a moment," then turned to Xia Xi and asked, "Did you bring your ID?"

"I have it." Xia Xi pulled out a cardholder from her sling bag, extracted her ID, and handed it to him, asking, "Do we need to register personal information to play golf?"

She wasn't clear on the procedure; last time she came here, the high membership fee had dissuaded her, and she was about to leave when, by a fortunate coincidence, she got in as a temporary caddie and made it to the course.

Xu Yanfeng didn't explain, took the ID, and glanced casually at her photo.

Seeing this, Xia Xi quickly covered the ID with her hand, her tone urgent: "Don't look!"

Xu Yanfeng gave a faint smile: "What's the harm in looking?"

Xia Xi couldn't be bothered to explain; few people are willing to show others their ID photos, since most aren't very flattering compared to everyday pictures. Even though she's beautiful, she still has the usual idol's self-consciousness.

Xu Yanfeng raised his arm, keeping it out of her reach, and took the chance to look a few more times.

Xia Xi grew annoyed: "Hey! Where's your gentlemanly demeanor?"

The staff member stood aside, eyes down, nose to heart, thinking: This Young Master of the Xu family has been coming here to play golf for years, yet never before has he brought a girl alone, and his behavior is this intimate.

Xu Yanfeng glanced at Xia Xi, who was puffing out her cheeks, and softly praised, "You look very nice."

Xia Xi's expression froze, her movements halted, and she stared straight at him, savoring the three words he had just said; after a moment, she asked him, as if seeking confirmation, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

Xu Yanfeng didn't understand why she was so surprised: "Isn't that obvious?"

Xia Xi pressed her lips together but couldn't hold back her laughter.

He said she was pretty.

She had thought he wouldn't notice, and previously she hadn't seen him pay any attention to her appearance at all.

Xia Xi was overjoyed. Xu Yanfeng looked toward the staff member standing a meter away, waiting for orders; he brought two fingers together and hooked them. Seeing his gesture, the staff member immediately stepped forward, slightly bending at the waist in an attentive posture.

Xu Yanfeng handed the staff member Xia Xi's ID together with a bank card: "Open a membership for her." Then he gave Xia Xi's phone number, which the staff member noted down and immediately went to process.

"Wait a moment."

Lost in her happiness, Xia Xi suddenly snapped back to awareness and called out to stop the staff member.

The staff member paused his steps, glanced at Xu Yanfeng, then at Xia Xi, and decided to wait a bit longer.

Xia Xi asked Xu Yanfeng, "Why are you opening a membership for me?"

If she didn't know the price, she'd have let it go; but she had inquired before—this course offers no monthly, quarterly, or annual cards, only lifetime memberships, costing six figures, enough to make one gasp.

Xu Yanfeng sat on the sofa; before him on the marble coffee table lay two cups of coffee just brought by another staff member. He picked up one cup, took a sip, and said in a casual tone, "From now on you can come play by yourself or bring friends—it'll be more convenient."

Xia Xi refused.

Xu Yanfeng: "Reason."

He asked her for the reason, which was obviously that it was too expensive, unnecessary, not worth it. Xia Xi said, "I won't come by myself to play; my interest in this sport is average. Last time I came here it was to pursue you, to cater to your taste—you get it, right?"

Xu Yanfeng coughed slightly: "Even without interest, you can cultivate it gradually; I'll teach you, and from now on treat it as a form of exercise—very stress‑relieving."

While speaking to Xia Xi, he gave the staff member a look.

The staff members are sharp; they naturally understood his meaning, quietly withdrew, and with high efficiency returned about five minutes later, handing over the ID and bank card with both hands, plus a card bearing a red maple leaf.

"Miss Xia, from now on you don't need to bring the card; you can simply give your name or phone number," the staff member said enthusiastically in the official wording, "Maple Leaf Lake International Golf Course welcomes you."

Xia Xi: "……"

Xu Yanfeng put away the bank card and handed Xia Xi her ID and membership card.

Since it had come to this, Xia Xi couldn't refuse; she pinched his arm, pressed close to him, and whispered so only they could hear, "Are you this generous with other girls too?" Six figures, and he didn't even blink.

Xu Yanfeng choked, not grasping her train of thought, wearing an expression that said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xia Xi: "Not speaking means tacit agreement?"

"No."

"Huh?"

"I mean, I haven't done that for any other girl."

Xia Xi froze, slowly blinking, wondering why an ordinary sentence from his mouth turned into sweet talk, and she actually detected a hint of sweetness.

Love really does make one's head spin.

The staff dispatched a golf cart to take Xu Yanfeng and Xia Xi to the course.

Xia Xi had already taken in the natural scenery here, but the spring view differed greatly from autumn's: the fiery, continuous red maples looked as if brushed with fresh green, the eye‑catching verdant hues were lush, the lakes even more crystal‑clear—then they resembled jade, now they're more like glass‑type jadeite.

Leaning on Xu Yanfeng's shoulder, Xia Xi suddenly thought of something: "How do you know my phone number?" Although they were already a couple, they had never exchanged numbers; they usually kept in touch via WeChat, and even calls were voice messages.

Xu Yanfeng said, "It's written on the Student Union résumé."

Xia Xi silently cursed her own foolishness for not thinking of that. She unlocked her phone and handed it to Xu Yanfeng: "Enter your number—I don't even know my own boyfriend's phone number; is that even reasonable?"

Xu Yanfeng pressed his lips together in a light smile, took her phone, and used his fingertip to input a string of numbers.

Xia Xi is always thinking up something new; she rolls her eyes and asks him: "Did you see the WeChat remark I changed for myself?"

Xu Yanfeng's fingertip paused slightly; after entering the last digit, he returned the phone to her, not knowing what expression to use toward her. Seeing his look, Xia Xi knew he had seen it.

She whispered in his ear: "Let me tell you a secret—I actually time-traveled here; believe me, I really am your child's mother."

Xu Yanfeng: "......"

When she said "Let me tell you a secret," Xu Yanfeng couldn't help but prick up his ears, thinking she really wanted to share something personal with him; it turned out to be her nonsense. He shouldn't have believed her so easily.

One day, one scam; the clang is different.

Arriving at the stadium, Xia Xi jumped out of the car, looked around, and saw it was still the same few people as last time; Xu Yanfeng hadn't arrived yet, and they had already started playing.

Tang Yizhou used his golf club as a cane, holding it with one hand, legs apart, standing lazily there; hearing the sound of a car stopping behind him, he turned his head, and his neck stiffened.

What did he see?

Xu Yanfeng, who had been pure and detached for ten thousand years and knew nothing of affection, walked over casually, holding a girl's hand.

The girl wore white clothes and a white dress, with a large black sports jacket over them—clearly not hers—if I remember correctly, that was Xu Yanfeng's clothing.

Seeing Tang Yizhou's jaw-dropping expression, Xia Xi was puzzled, turned her head, and asked Xu Yanfeng: "What's wrong with your friend? He looks like he had a stroke—doesn't he know we're together?"