Chen Shuo propped himself up with his arms and pulled a few tissues from the coffee table to wipe the corners of his mouth after just vomiting.
"Who told you vampires must like drinking blood?"
"I'm not a freaking pure-blood vampire, alright?"
Su Xiyan's willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed as she completely ignored what Chen Shuo said.
In her eyes, Chen Shuo was merely making excuses.
The demon-hunting crossbow gave off an icy blue glow, as if it would pierce through Chen Shuo's chest the next second.
"You'd better come clean! I can consider giving you a dignified death." Su Xiyan's eyes were icy cold, full of killing intent.
Chen Shuo was very helpless. He kicked the blood bag to the side in extreme disgust.
The bright red blood spilled on the floor. Aside from disgust and contempt, there were no other expressions in his eyes.
After drinking the body enhancement serum, the vampire genes in Chen Shuo's body had been temporarily suppressed.
Now his reaction to blood was a completely normal human reaction.
Seeing that Chen Shuo did not seem to want to defend himself at all, Su Xiyan gripped the demon-hunting crossbow tightly and aimed at Chen Shuo’s heart.
Chen Shuo said, "Put down your weapon so we can have a proper talk. Please stop assaulting me, alright?"
Assault?
Su Xiyan's expression turned cold. "Looking to die?"
Chen Shuo sighed helplessly. "I wasn't born a vampire. I was just unlucky to run into a vampire who bit me, and then I gradually turned into a vampire, that's all."
Su Xiyan still did not believe him, "Bitten by a vampire and not drained of blood? Every vampire in Suzhou City is starving and nonselective. They wouldn’t spare you!"
While patiently explaining, Chen Shuo did not forget to be sarcastic and narcissistic at the same time.
"The vampire that bit me was female. She probably thought I was too handsome and couldn’t bear to let me die. She wanted me to become one of her own."
"Look, I still have the teeth marks!"
Chen Shuo pulled open his shirt collar, revealing four scar marks at the base of his neck. The scars had faded into light white and were hard to notice without looking closely.
After a moment’s thought, the demon-hunting crossbow that had appeared out of nowhere in Su Xiyan’s hand vanished.
Chen Shuo continued explaining, "I have been trying hard to restrain my need for blood. I would rather starve to death than resort to drinking fresh blood."
"Do you know how agonizing it is for me every day at school being around all those upperclass sisters and underclass sisters? It’s like a starved man placed in front of a grand feast who cannot have a single bite!"
"Just imagine the scene: elegant, shapely, and caring upperclass sisters. The underclass girls are even sweeter, savory, succulent, and have skin you could pinch water from. If I could take just one bite into their porcelain-like skin and..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Shuo shivered involuntarily.
Su Xiyan's eyes were full of murderous intent!
If looks could kill, Chen Shuo would be full of holes now.
Su Xiyan squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, "Talk properly."
Chen Shuo coughed twice and continued to defend himself,
"The point is—it's too hard for me! Becoming a vampire wasn't my choice. I was forced into it. But I haven't harmed anyone."
"We’ve known each other for a while. Not extremely long but not exactly short either. As an intelligent girl, can’t you tell I’m an innocent little vampire by nature?"
Although Chen Shuo was a bit slick with his words, over ninety percent of what he said was true.
The ten percent of lies were about having the system to provide him with body enhancement serums. He basically didn't need to forcibly restrain himself anymore.
When talking to a gorgeous and wise girl like Su Xiyan, speaking complete lies would definitely not work. The slightest disagreement and she would do him in.
Truth and lies mixed together in a cycle of truths, half-truths and white lies combined with acting skills was the technique for surviving under Su Xiyan’s iron grip.
Su Xiyan stood in front of Chen Shuo looking down on him condescendingly, her gaze icy cold,
"You know the consequences of deceiving me right?"
By saying this line, it proved that Su Xiyan had basically believed him already.
Chen Shuo was overjoyed. He nodded repeatedly, "Of course I know! My life is still in your hands. We live under the same roof. If you find out I have lied to you, you can do me in, can’t you?"
From Chen Shuo’s perspective, Su Xiyan’s slender, fair legs looked almost two meters long. Wearing a pencil skirt, her figure was explosively stunning.
If only her skirt was a little shorter, that would be great. Whoever invented pencil skirts hindered too much! A skirt longer by an inch would look tacky. Shorter by an inch would reveal everything.
Su Xiyan felt Chen Shuo made sense, but when she thought about connecting all the dots, something still felt off.
She needed some time to digest what Chen Shuo had told her.
Su Xiyan's brows furrowed. "You have half an hour to clean up the living room."
With that said, she strode toward the master bedroom on her long legs.
Chen Shuo felt greatly relieved, as if granted amnesty. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and began bringing over brooms and mops to clean the living room.
The blood bags Su Xiyan brought back, one was still unopened, while the other one had spilled all over the living room floor making it look like a crime scene.
There was also Chen Shuo’s vomit on the carpet.
After cleaning the living room floor, Chen Shuo carried the carpet to the bathroom to wash it.
The living room carpet was made of wool, the quality was quite good, and the texture was soft. It must have been expensive right? He wondered if wool material could still be used after being washed in water?
Chen Shuo had just walked into the bathroom when Su Xiyan’s voice came from behind, "Don’t wash it, throw it away!"
Chen Shuo felt a little regretful. "But isn't it expensive? It should still be usable if washed and air dried. If it really doesn’t work, I’ll disinfect it, spray some perfume, and guarantee no odor."
Su Xiyan’s lofty lady voice was like an iceberg. "Things that have been dirtied cannot be cleaned regardless of washing. Just like people who have lied to me have no second path other than being discarded."
Chen Shuo: "......"
Since the boss lady had ordered, Chen Shuo found a sealed bag to hold the carpet then carried it along with the rest of the indoor trash downstairs to throw away.
Su Xiyan was holding a glass of soda water. She squeezed some fresh lemon slices into it and added ice cubes.
Looking at the bubbles arising in the water, Su Xiyan fell deep in thought.
Regarding Chen Shuo, although coincidental so far there did not seem to be any loopholes.
Su Xiyan firmly believed there were no flawless conspiracies in this world.
Chen Shuo, you’d better hope I don’t catch you by the tail!
Chen Shuo came back after taking out the trash.
"I’m going to take a bath."
Chen Shuo strode straight into his room, took a set of loose basketball clothes, and went into the bathroom.
After all the hustle and bustle, the smell on his body really wasn’t too pleasant.
More importantly, Chen Shuo also needed a quiet environment to think over some issues.
Su Xiyan sat on the living room sofa with a book in her hand. She flipped through two pages but her gaze was fixed on the distant nothingness.
Listening to the rushing water sounds from the bathroom, Su Xiyan did not process a single word from the book.
Just as she was spacing out,
Chen Shuo finished his shower and came out.
He was using a towel to dry his drenched hair. His short hair was wet and looked like a black porcupine.
Chen Shuo sat in front of Su Xiyan with an exceptionally solemn expression.
"Su Xiyan, I have a partnership proposal to discuss with you."

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