Chapter 1759: I Will Take Responsibility for You 2

Xia Yongxuan froze for a moment. So this meant...

"You still have another move up your sleeve?"

Long Xuanye withdrew his gaze lightly, staring dreamily at the scarlet liquid in his hand.

So beautiful.

Not only beautiful, but delicious—one sip and you’d be haunted by it forever.

Just like her, so wonderful, like a beam of white moonlight in a star‑studded sky—once you’ve had her, she clings to your thoughts, and you can never let go.

Draining the wine in one go, Long Xuanye set the glass down.

The stemmed glass touched the glass coffee table with a crisp clink.

In the quiet, shadowy private room, the sound was strangely unnerving.

Looking at the predatory Long Xuanye, Xia Yongxuan suddenly felt a flicker of fear.

Only now did she realize that this man in front of her was someone she had never truly seen through.

Maybe, in his eyes, she was never qualified to "cooperate" with him at all—she was just a piece on his chessboard.

Long Xuanye stood up and straightened his pure‑white suit. The eyes that had been full of predatory wildness suddenly showed a bizarre trace of tenderness.

White—her favorite color.

She once said white symbolized purity and light; it suited him very well.

So he had always worn white.

Without giving Xia Yongxuan any answer, Long Xuanye walked away in a straight line.

This woman was already useless.

Xia Weibao had just walked out of the café and was about to go back to look for Lu Hualiang when she saw Long Xuanye appear by the roadside.

His gaze cut through the crowd and landed on her.

Xia Weibao’s eyes darkened. This man again!

Why is he everywhere!

Because of Long Xuanye, Lu Hualiang had lost his temper with her how many times now? The more she thought about it, the colder her face became.

She didn’t want to bother with him and turned to leave.

But Long Xuanye was already blocking her way. "Are you okay?"

"Thanks to you, I’m not dead yet."

Knowing she was intentionally needling him, Long Xuanye didn’t get angry. "Let’s talk."

"Sorry, I have nothing to talk about with you." Xia Weibao’s voice went cold. She tried to walk past him.

Just as the two of them brushed shoulders, Long Xuanye suddenly spoke. "If he despises you, I’ll take responsibility."

Xia Weibao’s eyes slowly narrowed. "What do you mean."

They found another café, chose a quiet booth on the second floor, shielded by greenery.

The weather was nice today. Sunlight poured in through the window and happened to fall on her.

Warm and cozy, very comfortable.

"Want a cup of coffee?" Long Xuanye asked.

Xia Weibao didn’t answer, going straight to the doubt in her heart. "What did you mean just now?"

Long Xuanye frowned, as if a hint of puzzlement colored his brows. "Although that night you were drugged and lost control, it wasn’t your choice—but no man can tolerate his woman having something with another man.

If he has a knot in his heart over it, I’ll take responsibility."

Xia Weibao sneered. She didn’t believe a single word Long Xuanye said. "Don’t tell me you’re trying to say that the one who helped me ’detox’ that night was you."

Keep dreaming your spring‑and‑autumn fantasies!

As if he was worthy!

That night it was clearly Lu Hualiang, okay? She distinctly woke up in his bed.

He’d even said they went at it so hard she slept a full day and night before waking up.

Long Xuanye just wanted to pick up a ready‑made bargain—what a thick skin!

Long Xuanye looked slightly surprised. "You’ve forgotten already?"

Then, a barely visible trace of disappointment surfaced in his eyes. "Such a beautiful memory, and you actually forgot."

That expression almost looked genuine.

A look of reminiscence crossed his face. "That was the most beautiful night of my life."

Impatience flickered in Xia Weibao’s eyes. Keep acting, go on, keep acting!