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Chapter 28: 28 The Golden House Conceals the Beauty (2)

Especially, this kind of slip nightgown, which was mostly low-cut in design.

Xia Siyu wasn’t short, standing at 168 cm without shoes. But Bo Yan was undoubtedly a solid 183 cm tall.

Some female celebrities, in order to look good on camera, starve themselves to the bone. Though they may look stunning on screen, in everyday domestic life, they can appear too skinny.

But Xia Siyu had a knack for looking good; she was the kind of person with a small frame, so even if she had some flesh, she wouldn’t appear fat. And for someone as slim as she was, she was curvaceously proportioned, with a slim waist and long legs. Particularly her bust, it was definitely the most proud feature on her figure, no wonder she narcissistically thought, “Every part of my body looks great”!

Neither of them spoke, and the air was filled with an awkward atmosphere. It wasn’t until a moment later that Bo Yan calmly and composedly averted his gaze, as if he had seen nothing, turned his head, entered his own room, and then firmly closed the door.

Bo Yan closed the door with considerable force, as if to tell her that he was very angry. Such lowly tactics used to get close to him were useless.

As soon as the door closed, Xia Siyu’s rage flared up!

It was her who got seen, and she hadn’t said anything about it, yet the other party despised her, which was intolerable! She angrily charged over and hammered on the door with her little fists.

The door was quickly opened, and behind it were Bo Yan’s cold, frosty eyes, “What is it?”

“What is it? What do you think is the matter!” Xia Siyu, still with a toothbrush in her mouth, was just about to complain when the strap of her nightgown slipped down with her movements.

The already semi-concealed view suddenly seemed completely unveiled, becoming even more enticing.

And Bo Yan’s gaze, following her complaint, gradually moved downward, directly focusing on the moment the strap slipped…

With a loud “bang,” the sound of Bo Yan closing the door was even louder. It wasn’t just disdain, but also clear anger and irritation.

As if accusing Xia Siyu of deliberately “seducing” him, eager to put distance between them.

Xia Siyu silently returned to her room, closed the door, and quietly pulled up the strap.

…Well, looking at it from this angle, at least he wasn’t interested in her, and he wouldn’t suddenly lose control and lay hands on her one day. It seemed he really did despise her, wanting to keep his distance.

Although Xia Siyu didn’t want to admit this.

Being despised by him, being made to stay away. And his cold gaze and indifferent words…

Xia Siyu was sitting in front of the mirror, and with a glance up, she could see herself in the mirror.

Even without makeup, she was still radiant and pure. A woman in her twenties, at the peak of her life. She was young, she was beautiful, she was proud, she was affected.

But no matter how proud she was, there were still people who didn’t like her, not just the netizens who criticized her, but also the people around her…

She suddenly remembered a past incident from years ago, and the initial gloom, the bit of anger, and a touch of shyness once again turned into a deep melancholy, ending with a sigh..