SIATOWITF Chapter 17

Chapter 17: I Only Eat What You Give Me; Calling Me Daddy Won’t Work…

“Um, CEO Ji.” Special Assistant Bai cautiously observed Ji Mo An’s reaction. “Should I take Brother Xuan to have a meal?”

“Yeah, I’m just passing by,” Ji Mo An repeated his somewhat absurd excuse.

“Collar,” Humanoid Xuan Bai suddenly spoke, stepping forward to stand in front of Ji Mo An. He naturally reached out and brushed past Ji Mo An’s ear, folding down the collar that had flipped up in his haste to come downstairs, then smoothing out a slight wrinkle on the corner of his clothes.

“Yi…” Special Assistant Bai couldn’t help but make a small noise of surprise before trying to minimize his presence.

“Alright…” Ji Mo An could clearly see his reflection in Xuan Bai’s amber eyes, and he suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable.

Because those eyes were too deep, giving him the sudden feeling that he was the only one left in the other’s world.

Ji Mo An subconsciously lowered his head to avoid eye contact, suddenly catching a glimpse of a black snake tail disappearing into Xuan Bai’s sleeve.

The corner of his clothes was tugged again, and when he looked up again, he saw Xuan Bai sporting that familiar, infuriating expression.

He’s back to normal… Ji Mo An didn’t even realize he had secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’m going to see a client today. You stay at the hotel. If you’re bored, have Bai Yan take you around,” Ji Mo An said, looking at Special Assistant Bai, who was huddled in the corner. Special Assistant Bai was now looking up at the sky, seriously studying the pattern on the wallpaper.

A good assistant must learn to be intermittently blind.

“Bai Yan.”

“I’m here,” Special Assistant Bai immediately snapped back to attention.

“Keep an eye on him. Don’t let any unsavory people get close,” Ji Mo An said before quickly leaving, determined to stick to his “just passing by” persona.

“Then… Brother Xuan, shall we…” Special Assistant Bai turned an expectant gaze towards Xuan Bai.

There was an extremely delicious Western restaurant in the West District; he had always wanted to find some time to go eat something good.

“Not bored,” Xuan Bai blinked, then retreated back inside. “I’m not going out. I’m not going out today at all.”

“Huh?” Special Assistant Bai was stunned.

“Then breakfast…”

“Not hungry. Not eating,” Xuan Bai said, slamming the door shut.

“…” Special Assistant Bai stood in front of the closed door, his heartfelt enthusiasm shattered into pieces.

CEO Ji, am I also part of your play?

Special Assistant Bai listlessly opened his bank app and looked at last month’s deposit. He counted the zeros three times, then smiled happily.

Of course, whatever the patron says goes!

Although it wouldn’t taste as good as eating there, he could still order takeout.

“…”

Hearing the footsteps outside fade away, Xuan Bai quietly left the doorway, pulling back the curtains to reveal a desk covered in books.

His amber eyes turned golden again. The man sat back in his chair, gripping his pen to continue the unfinished sentences.

Last night, he had turned one of his scales into an avatar and borrowed several thick dictionaries from the hotel library.

Starting from scratch, the avatar had used up an entire thick notebook in one night.

Since Ji Mo An said he was a mixed-race person who had returned from Iceland, Icelandic had to be added to the agenda.

Xuan Bai rubbed his temples, closed the Chinese-English dictionary he had already flipped through to the end, and opened a thick book explaining Icelandic culture.

The avatar’s learning ability was much weaker than the original body’s, so he still needed to write down the words to help him remember.

But since the original body was here… Xuan Bai lazily threw the notebook on the ground and opened a book filled with unfamiliar characters.

Fortunately, Ji Mo An was rich, and the books in this hotel’s library were all-encompassing.

He not only found a history of Icelandic culture but also found a translation of that book.

Having both books open, reading line by line, saved him the effort of translating himself.

Xuan Bai tilted his head, his golden eyes reflecting the constantly turning pages.

Outside the window, the rising sun climbed into the sky, and the dazzling golden sunlight gradually shifted with the passage of time, chasing after the clouds as they merrily raced westward.

…

“Didn’t come out all day?”

Ji Mo An returned in the moonlight, asking the question with some surprise to Special Assistant Bai, who came to meet him.

“Yeah, but I ordered takeout and sent a portion to Brother Xuan as well.” Special Assistant Bai took Ji Mo An’s laptop bag and neatly placed it on the shelf.

“Oh? The one in the West District?”

“Yes. They have a new set menu; the taste is pretty good.”

“Submit it to Finance for reimbursement.”

“Got it, CEO Ji.” Special Assistant Bai immediately felt refreshed and quickly marked the lunch bill as ready to be reimbursed.

“Go on, get some rest. We’ll head out early tomorrow morning.”

As Ji Mo An spoke, he dialed Xuan Bai’s number, but after ringing for thirty seconds, there was still no answer.

There was no way a Nine-Leaked Fish would be obedient all day. Ji Mo An thought for two minutes and decided to go see for himself.

Anyway, he had Xuan Bai’s room card.

—–

Pushing open the door, the room was pitch-black and silent.

Ji Mo An subconsciously felt for the wall, and the square card was still inserted.

The power wasn’t out, so it was either turned off by someone, or… it had never been turned on. He immediately understood what was going on.

“Xuan Bai, come out.” He turned on the light, and bright light filled the entire room.

The quilt was neat, with no signs of anyone having slept on it.

The food on the coffee table was exquisite, with no signs of it having been eaten.

The window was open, and the breeze blew through the curtains, making a rustling sound on the balcony.

Ji Mo An pulled back the curtains, revealing a beautiful glass round table.

This was… He picked up the notebook lying under the table in surprise. As the pages turned, countless beautiful cursive letters were displayed before Ji Mo An’s eyes.

No, not always beautiful.

The first few pages of the notebook were full of repeated copying of letters, followed by simple vocabulary, and then sentences.

The handwriting also went from being crooked at the beginning to smooth and neat, and by the middle of the notebook, the owner’s unique style could already be seen.

This notebook seemed to show the complete written learning process of a language.

A bit… magical. Ji Mo An flipped back and forth through the notebook in amazement, constantly watching the evolution of those beautiful characters.

“Langt sí？an vi？h？fum sést.” [Long time no see]

A deliberately lowered voice suddenly sounded from beside his ear, and a hand suddenly rested on Ji Mo An’s shoulder.

“You’ve been drinking.” Xuan Bai, who didn’t know where he had run out from, circled Ji Mo An, his black hair sweeping across Ji Mo An’s face as he moved, his beautiful golden eyes as bright as the sun.

It was a movement infinitely close to that of a snake, light and elegant.

“A little bit.” Ji Mo An was very grateful for the strength of his heart at this moment. If it were anyone else, they would have been scared into screaming by the Nine-Leaked Fish.

“More than a little bit.” Xuan Bai suddenly lowered his head and moved close to Ji Mo An’s mouth, as if wanting to smell the alcohol on him.

“I was seeing a client; I had no choice but to drink,” Ji Mo An said, quickly grabbing his hair. “Are you just asking for a beating?”

“Hiss…” Xuan Bai abruptly turned his head to break free from his hand, then quickly darted into the walk-in closet, only revealing his head as he huffed at Ji Mo An.

“…” I really am too drunk.

Ji Mo An pressed his eyes and sat down at the desk. He suddenly felt that the way Xuan Bai hurriedly hid after being “intimidated” by him and then huffed at him was a bit… funny?

“Why didn’t you eat the meal that Bai Yan ordered for you?” he pointed to the food on the coffee table, which had already gotten cold.

“Not eating,” Xuan Bai shook his head.

“He’s not going to poison you.” Ji Mo An opened a bottle of soda, shivering from the carbonation.

“I only eat what you give me.” Xuan Bai blinked and, after taking a big detour, approached Ji Mo An again.

He then saw the clothes suddenly lift lightly before scattering on the ground, and the black little snake poked its head out from his collar.

“Hiss~” The little snake flicked its red tongue and raised its head to gently lick the soda that had splashed on Ji Mo An’s hand, using the tip of its tail to rub his ankle in a coquettish manner.

“Alright.” Ji Mo An stood up abruptly. He placed the notebook in the center of the desk and picked up the little snake, throwing it onto the bed.

“Get some rest early; tomorrow’s schedule will be very tiring.” He quickly left Xuan Bai’s room.

“Hiss~” Xuan Bai coiled in the center of the large bed, tilting his head to lick the lingering emotions in the air.

Fragrant.

He roamed around the bed, continuing until the emotions completely disappeared, then transformed back into human form.

Study, study~

He turned over and got out of bed, picking up his pants and pulling out the heavy books hidden in the walk-in closet to start reading the last few pages.

It wasn’t until the sky was faintly bright that the black snake slowly pushed open the window and crawled back into the night.

—–

Ji Mo An woke up.

He was awakened by pressure—awakened by a snake estimated to weigh over two pounds pressing on him.

“Xuan Bai…” he said, suppressing his anger as he grabbed the black snake coiled up on his chest.

“Brother hurts…” The snake’s seven inches were grabbed, held in the human’s hand, and it didn’t dare to move.

“…” Calling me daddy won’t work.

Ji Mo An pulled the snake down, but the more he pulled, the longer it became—half a meter had been pulled out, and there were still two loops of snake tail coiled around him.

“Three,” Ji Mo An released his hand, and the snake nodded its head up and down, seeming very happy.

“Two,” Ji Mo An gave a cold smile, and the snake tilted its head in confusion.

“One,” Ji Mo An turned over to pull out the red book pressed under the pillow, and when he turned back, he found that the snake had disappeared without a trace.

–

The next meeting was two hours later.

Xuan Bai, dressed impeccably, followed behind Special Assistant Bai, looking extremely well-behaved.

“CEO Ji, everything is ready.” Special Assistant Bai only felt refreshed; he had originally prepared for a tough battle this morning, but he hadn’t expected his Brother Xuan to cooperate so well.

Could it be that the boss had talked to Brother Xuan?

Sob sob… CEO Ji, I will never secretly curse you in my heart when I work overtime again. Special Assistant Bai happily opened the car door, serving his master into the car.

“CEO Ji, Sister Meng took Xiao Yu ahead of us; Sister Meng said that following us would require her to act polite to her sister, which would be awkward.”

“Okay.” Ji Mo An nodded. “Xuan Bai, when we get to the exhibition, you follow behind me. If someone talks to you, just smile and politely decline…”

Hearing this, Xuan Bai immediately put on a standard smile.

“…” Even more attractive.

“You’d better not smile,” Ji Mo An said helplessly, supporting his forehead. “Don’t talk to anyone. If I’m not by your side and someone is pestering you, go find Meng Xiao, or find her sister; they look the same.”

“Okay.” Xuan Bai nodded obediently.

He’s being managed too strictly. The driver, Special Assistant Bai, clicked his tongue in amazement, trying to act deaf.