Chapter 82 Likes to Steal

ted Uncle Li would surely strangle them without hesitation.Fearful of death, she dare not say no.Gazing at this two-bedroom apartment that wasn’t very large, Yan Luoxi felt that all her happiest momen...Chapter 82 Likes to Steal

Yan Luoxi heard Li An's malicious words, and once again she firmly believed that no matter what happens in the future, she must never argue with Li An or try to reason with him. The result would only bring her shame or even greater humiliation.

Seeing Yan Luoxi lying motionless on the sofa without any intention of resisting, Li An felt uninterested and got up to make a phone call.

Eyes brimming with tears, Yan Luoxi chose to lower her head in silence. She walked back to her bedroom to look for her clothes because she needed to leave immediately and could not stay under the same roof as this madman Li An any longer.

After searching around but unable to find her clothes, she had no choice but to toughen up and ask Li An for them. However, she never expected that the thief Li An would know she wanted to ask something but went whistling into the bathroom instead.

Wearing a robe, Yan Luoxi waited patiently for Li An to come out of the bathroom because without clothes, she could not leave.

She waited on both sides, left and right, but Li An did not come out. Just as she was about to take a risk and knock on the bathroom door, the breakfast service arrived.

Yan Luoxi had been burning up with fever all night and felt weak and thirsty. Seeing the steaming millet porridge, fragrant egg tarts, and tempting hamburgers, her stomach rumbled loudly.

The temptation of food was too great for Yan Luoxi to swallow lightly. She glanced at the bathroom door before quickly grabbing an egg tart and biting a large chunk out of it. Before she could swallow, the bathroom door opened. Li An emerged, carrying the fresh fragrance from his shower.

Seeing Yan Luoxi's bulging cheeks and wide eyes, Li An magnanimously waved at her and said, "If you're going to eat, then do so properly! Don't steal like a thief; don’t be afraid of choking!"

Yan Luoxi was choking on his words, finally managing to swallow the egg tart. She looked at Li An, who had casually sat down at the dining table, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are my clothes I want to go home."

Li An, dressed in a white robe, sat elegantly before the sumptuous breakfast like a graceful prince. Upon hearing Yan Luoxi's words, he slightly furrowed his brows and sipped at his milk cup with delicate fingers, causing Yan Luoxi to stare enviously.

"Where are my clothes Where did you put them"

It seemed Li An was oblivious to Yan Luoxi's agitation. He took another gentle sip of milk before slowly replying, "I sent them to the laundry room for washing. If you're in a hurry, you can go pick them up yourself."

How could she go to the laundry wearing just a robe

Yan Luoxi was truly exasperated by Li An's calm demeanor. "When will my clothes be returned from the laundry"

"It’s hard to say; it depends on when they finish washing all of their other guests' linens and whether your clothes can dry in time. You must know there are so many guests at a hotel, with countless bed sheets and pillowcases to wash. How could they make an exception for you"

Li An's indifferent tone pushed Yan Luoxi over the edge. She imagined her clothes being washed alongside other people’s used linens, which made her want to strangle Li An a thousand times in her mind.

Li An held his milk cup and toyed with it before looking up at her, "Or perhaps you could sit down and eat something"

"No!" Yan Luoxi emphasized each word, believing she was delivering an impressive rejection. She felt so angry that she didn’t need to eat breakfast anyway.

"Aren't you hungry" Li An looked at him with a mocking smile.

"I am." Yan Luoxi answered honestly. "But even if it kills me, I won’t eat together with someone like you." She stubbornly stared at Li An, her gaze resolute and gleaming.

"Oh, right, I forgot. People like you all enjoy stealing," Li An laughed joyfully and easily.

Wearing a bathrobe and feeling hungry, Yan Luoxi couldn't help but glare fiercely at him. But he ignored her murderous look and continued to eat his breakfast calmly and gracefully, which starkly contrasted with her rumbling stomach and awkward situation.

She couldn’t help but think that she must have owed Li An in a past life; maybe she desecrated his family’s grave or threw someone down the well while holding them. That was why this lifetime he wouldn’t give up on糾纏著自己，無論走到哪裡都會遇到他。 her no matter where she went.

Seeing how Li An enjoyed his meal, Yan Luoxi did something very shameful—she swallowed saliva without backbone and then felt heat rising to her face. She quickly averted her gaze but staring at the ceiling seemed silly, so she could only look out of the window blankly.

The heavy rain outside had stopped at some point; the sky was still gloomy as though it had just dawned around nine o'clock.

In Yan Luoxi’s agonizing prayer for time to pass quickly, Li An finally finished his delicious breakfast and drank the last drop of milk. The doorbell rang again right after that.

"Sir, your dry cleaning is ready." The person outside was dressed in a neat white-and-green uniform, polite and trained—clearly not from the hotel’s laundry service.

Li An thanked him and handed over two big red bills as tips when he took back his clothes.

Yan Luoxi saw the dress she had put in a white bag and reached out to take it, but coincidentally Li An's large hand stretched over, causing their hands to bump into each other.

Yan Luoxi immediately withdrew her hand, rubbing it behind her back as if trying to wipe away an unbearable warmth that wouldn’t go away.

Seeing Yan Luoxi react so strongly, Li An narrowed his eyes in annoyance.

This little brat really knew how to humiliate him; did she not even bother hiding the disgust on her face as if he was diseased!

When Li An noticed that Yan Luoxi continued rubbing her hand incessantly, his temper flared up. He grabbed several wet wipes from the table and walked over, fiercely grabbing Yan Luoxi's wrist with one hand while wiping her hand vigorously with the other.

"What are you doing Let go of me… let go of me…" Yan Luoxi was startled by Li An’s sudden action and struggled forcefully, but his grip on her wrist was too strong for her to budge.

“It hurts… you’re hurting me…” No matter how much she shouted, the enraged Li An wouldn’t loosen his grip; he held her arm tightly as if trying to peel off a layer of skin.

Only when Yan Luoxi's hand turned red did Li An stop. He flung the wet wipes away with an exaggerated gesture, looking disgusted on behalf of both of them.

Tears welled up in Yan Luoxi’s eyes as she picked up her clothes; her hand hurt but what made her want to cry was not the pain, but rather the humiliation Li An had forced upon her.

She entered the room and quickly changed into a dress. Although Li An was obnoxious and domineering, he could be meticulous at times, like when placing brand new underwear next to her dress, **. his birthday every year, he would insist that his mother, who never touched a drop of water for cooking, prepare him a bowl of noodles. He stood by the kitchen door watching, filled with infinite hap...