Chapter 119: Confiscate Everything

Pressing the doorbell of Zhong Yunxin’s room, Xia Yu stood outside with the maid, waiting.

Three minutes later, the door opened, and Zhong Yunxin, breathing heavily and with disheveled clothes, appeared before Xia Yu.

Understanding her expression, Xia Yu recalled his childhood when Kong Hanyue would suddenly attack him, and he would hurriedly hide his personal belongings.

It was already difficult enough for Zhong Yunxin to hide her things and change into decent clothes within three minutes.

Although she had worn her sweater inside out.

“Why are you here? Isn’t it vacation time!” Zhong Yunxin sensed something ominous.

“My home is nearby, so during the vacation, I can always come to check on you,” Xia Yu smiled at her.

I don’t want this kind of attention at all!

But it’s okay; she had already hidden everything.

The dormitory in Dongzhi Township was a double room, but no one lived with Zhong Yunxin, so she had exclusive use of a living room and two bedrooms.

The space wasn’t large; if someone searched thoroughly, they would definitely find Zhong Yunxin’s belongings. However, Zhong Yunxin wasn’t worried because An Siyao wouldn’t rummage through her room.

An Siyao was a reasonable person who wouldn’t do anything to damage her dignity, so there was absolutely no problem.

Unless An Siyao knew exactly where Zhong Yunxin had hidden her clothes.

That was impossible.

Confidently, Zhong Yunxin led Xia Yu and the maid into her room and even had the presence of mind to offer Xia Yu some chocolate.

While chewing on the chocolate, Xia Yu glanced around Zhong Yunxin’s room.

It was a large room with a dark carpet decorated with rose patterns on the floor, and everyday furniture like a vanity table and desk.

His gaze fell on the bed.

He couldn’t directly lift the bed to pull out Zhong Yunxin’s suitcase for inspection without a reason.

Otherwise, Zhong Yunxin would suspect there was a mole.

“I heard you’re not planning to go home?” Xia Yu asked.

“Yeah, my mom and brother went to the countryside; I don’t want to go,” Zhong Yunxin’s reason was valid.

“Do you only have one suitcase?” Xia Yu suddenly changed the topic. He looked at the pink suitcase in the corner and asked Zhong Yunxin.

“Yes.” Zhong Yunxin lied. She had another suitcase under the bed, but it was filled with clothes she bought in Zi Lang, so she couldn’t possibly tell Xia Yu.

To prevent Xia Yu from finding out, she hadn’t dared to shop in Yaoguang’s mall!

Nodding, Xia Yu walked toward Zhong Yunxin’s bed.

Zhong Yunxin felt a bit panicky. The suitcase was right under the bed, and she didn’t want Xia Yu to get too close.

“It’s okay; I just wanted to see your bedsheet. This bedsheet is pretty unique.”

After diverting Zhong Yunxin’s attention, Xia Yu pretended to casually lift the edge of the bedsheet hanging from the bed.

“Oh, there’s a suitcase underneath.” Xia Yu had the maid pull out the suitcase and glanced at Zhong Yunxin, “Let’s open it and take a look.”

Normally, upon seeing a suitcase, Xia Yu would have no reason to inspect it, but Zhong Yunxin had previously claimed she had no other suitcase, leaving a clue for him to investigate.

Zhong Yunxin’s hands trembled slightly as she opened the suitcase. She told herself not to panic; the top layer was just normal clothes, while the Zi Lang clothes were underneath.

She made an excuse, “I forgot about this suitcase; it’s been unused for a while. It’s just filled with some old dresses I no longer wear.”

She opened the suitcase, and indeed, the top layer was dresses.

Without hesitation, Xia Yu stepped forward, reached into the clothes, and pulled out a pair of shorts.

Zhong Yunxin turned pale and sat down on the carpet. She knew her clothes were gone.

Instructing the maid to remove the normal clothes and take the suitcase, Xia Yu left Zhong Yunxin’s dormitory.

To ordinary people, what they wear is a matter of freedom. For other students wanting to wear such provocative clothes, Xia Yu would only mildly intervene from the perspective of upholding school regulations and the authority of the student council. But Zhong Yunxin was different.

Human concepts are abstract, yet they all have carriers. Clothes were the concept Xia Yu intentionally reinforced in Zhong Yunxin.

Wearing normal clothes, Zhong Yunxin’s self-perception was that of a girl suppressed by Xia Yu. The normal attire made her feel restrained, so she dared not cause trouble.

But when she wore her own clothes, she would feel free again, reverting to her original nature and causing trouble once more.

That’s why prisons and armies have strict requirements regarding attire and minor lifestyle habits.

Human self-perception is such a magical thing.

Returning home with the maid, Xia Yu had expected Luo Yali to come looking for him about An Feixiong, but surprisingly, everything was calm.

He summoned another maid and asked where An Feixiong was, learning that the head maid had taken An Feixiong to play together.

Did that person handle the matter?

To prevent An Feixiong from telling his mother, she must have some skills.

Instructing the maid to place Zhong Yunxin’s suitcase in his room, Xia Yu dismissed her.

He opened the suitcase and saw, besides the clothes from Zi Lang, some unfamiliar items, indicating they had missed some during the previous search.

This time, there might also be some things left behind.

But that was okay; it was good to leave Zhong Yunxin a little something. Nothing should be taken too far.

“These clothes look so shameful,” An Siyao said. “They seem so embarrassing to wear.”

“That’s not necessarily true,” Xia Yu smiled. “It also depends on the face. Zhong Yunxin dyed her hair red before, and she still looked fine.”

“What about me?” An Siyao’s focus shifted to an odd direction.

“I don’t know about that. Maybe I should try one on?” Xia Yu grinned, picking up a short leather pants.

“No, no!” The girl hurriedly refused. Xia Yu could imagine her blushing face.

Putting down the clothes, closing the suitcase, and finishing his afternoon tea, Xia Yu was waiting for dinner when he saw the head maid.

Two months ago, the head maid had been reprimanded by Xia Yu and had been very obedient since.

This time, she came regarding An Feixiong.

“Master, the young master is still young; don’t take offense at him. Fortunately, someone told me, and I managed to distract the young master,” the head maid said.

Without saying anything, Xia Yu let the head maid leave.

He slightly furrowed his brow, tapping his fingers on the table.

The head maid’s words seemed unproblematic on the surface but were actually very problematic.

Superficially, the sentence implied that the head maid had distracted An Feixiong, solving a problem for Xia Yu, which seemed like an act of duty and care. However, upon closer analysis, the sentiment was not so.

The first half of the sentence suggested that Xia Yu should not hold a grudge against An Feixiong, implying that the conflict was Xia Yu’s fault—a bias.

The second half said it was fortunate she resolved the issue, with the word “fortunately” being particularly worth pondering. It implied that if not for her, Luo Yali would have come to discipline Xia Yu.

While the above might seem like reading too much into it, the head maid’s deliberate act of coming to say this, combined with the sense of disgust Xia Yu received through his spiritual connection, proved that the head maid had developed divided loyalties.

Had Luo Yali’s arrival made her feel she could now challenge him?

Did she believe Luo Yali could overpower him?

He had been a bit careless over the past month, as the body was mainly used by An Siyao herself, and the head maid was someone who often interacted with An Siyao, so it was normal for her to discover that An Siyao was still the same weak child.

He would find an opportunity to remind her of her place.

At seven in the evening, Xia Yu returned to his own body.

At this time, Tuo Guan was feeding the black cat.

“Tomorrow I’ll talk to Hanhan’s grandmother and let Hanhan play with you guys,” Xia Nianhong said to Xia Yu.

She was afraid that Xia Yu would find it boring and return to the city after a few days, so she wanted to keep him through Kong Han.

Even rural elders had their schemes.

“Okay.” Xia Yu was also somewhat looking forward to seeing what kind of person Hanhan had become.

After feeding the cat half a bowl of cat food, Xia Yu casually petted the cat a couple of times.

Xia Nianhong said with concern, “Alright, alright, a cat eating cookies? And so much of it? Just give it some leftover rice.”

“Grandma, this is cat food, not cookies, and Xiaohei isn’t just an ordinary cat!” You Xue defended the black cat.