Chapter 244: Chapter 242: Qiqi Comes Clean, Jingye’s Answer
The man’s deep eyes were fervent and scorching, the smile on his lips growing broader, his sexy and husky voice tinged with a teasing note.
"Alright, I’ll satisfy you, Claire."
Claire Green: "..."
The old rogue, who’s satisfying whom really.
Watching him lift his foot, a lazy voice escaped her lips.
"No need to bother, big brother."
Watching the disappearing figure on the balcony, Julian Sia’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, a pleasant laugh bubbled out.
Who knows how Claire is cursing him in her heart.
Quickly.
Claire Green sauntered over lazily. Just as she stood still, someone shoved a sparkler into her hand.
Lowering her eyes to the slender object in her hand, she raised an eyebrow slightly, lazily uttering two words, "Childish."
Did she look like someone who plays with these?
"A sparkler matches a fairy perfectly," Isabella Xyler said with a twinkle in her eye, waving her own, "It’s not childish at all."
Finally.
She started urging, "Olivia, hurry up and light it."
Claire Green lazily lifted her eyelids, looking at Isabella’s expectant eyes, the corners of her lips involuntarily lifted as she flicked the lighter.
Instantly, her hand emitted tiny specks of starlight, small yet dazzling.
"You and Julian Sia can enjoy these."
Then another handful was thrust into her left hand, Isabella Xyler beamed at her and skipped away cheerfully.
Holding the things, Claire Green had the urge to facepalm for the first time when her peripheral vision caught sight of the man with an expression like he was watching a show, an indescribable leisure.
Her eyes subtly shifted, a roguish smile suddenly appearing on her lips, casually handing over the still-burning sparkler.
"Since big brother wants to play so much, here you go, no thanks needed."
Julian Sia glanced at her languidly, receiving it with a faint laugh.
The two stood together, each holding a burning sparkler. They didn’t speak, but somehow everyone else felt the love in the air.
Mason Quinn howled nonchalantly, "You can’t even spare us during the New Year, absolutely inhumane."
Hearing this.
The two exchanged a glance, eyes filled with smiles.
This scene, once again delivering a blow to Mason Quinn.
I shouldn’t be above ground; I should be underground.
George Xyler kicked him for being clueless, "Go play with Bella and the others."
This guy has no self-awareness, usually plays the third wheel, and now he’s pushing his luck with Julian Sia, not asking for trouble?
...
"Little devil, you snatched my fireworks again."
"Bella, don’t you know respect for the elder and love for the younger? Your guy has some, so just take his."
"I want my own, give it back to me now." Isabella Xyler said, reaching out to grab it, but it was dodged.
Benjamin Green made a cute face, infuriatingly remarked, "Then you can’t play, too bad."
On the balcony, Claire Green propped her hands, watching with interest the group not far below as they laughed and played with fireworks, the corners of her lips never fell.
If told, probably no one would believe someone born into a wealthy family would like playing with these.
"Not going to join them for a play?"
Julian Sia’s well-defined large hand gently stroked the girl’s head, his voice low and sexy.
"No."
Some things are enough after a while, indulging too much is no good.
Turning her head to look at the man beside her, she recalled Isabella Xyler’s words that day, and Claire Green suddenly felt an urge to throw out all her past.
"Big brother, want to hear a story?"
Her thin lips parted slightly, her voice was light and blown away by the wind.
But despite this, the man still heard it, lowering his voice, "If Claire speaks, I will listen."
Hearing this.
Claire Green let out a soft chuckle, turning to look at the fireworks not knowing what she was thinking.
Just as Julian Sia thought she wasn’t ready, the girl’s words made his eyes darken.
"Have you heard of rebirth, big brother?"
A moment passed.
The man didn’t respond, Claire Green looked over and could only see her reflection in his pupils, suddenly she relaxed completely.
"I’m not of this world. In essence, I’m just an external consciousness..."
Before she could finish, a slender finger rested against her lips, followed by the man’s low voice.
"Don’t say it, I understand everything."
From the moment Charles Jordan uncovered the information, he had a hint in his mind. At that time, he thought Claire’s change was due to the last blood draw. Now, explaining it as a change of person makes everything clear.
But would revealing she’s from another world harm her? That remains unknown.
The best is for her to keep the secret in her heart.
As if understanding the man’s thoughts, Claire Green’s eyes filled with a smile, gently moved his hand away, speaking slowly, "It won’t cause any harm, I just want you to understand who I am."
Unable to stop her.
During the ensuing time, the man quietly listened to her recount the past, although it was her own experiences, she narrated like a bystander, calm and collected.
When she mentioned how the Green Estate sent her for experiments, Julian Sia’s eyes flashed with coldness, his hand clenched suddenly.
No wonder Claire is so resistant to the Green Estate.
Listening to her calmly recount how she was cut open in the laboratory, suffered beatings and torture, a killing intent began to envelop the man, a sharp pain surged in his heart.
"Claire, stop talking."
In Julian Sia’s eyes was all heartache, reopening old wounds, how much would it hurt her.
But Claire Green just paused and continued, "I personally blew all those people up, not a single person in the Green Estate survived, just like the person in Tulip Estate who also died by my hands."
She looked at her fair hands, her voice with a tremor, "Big brother, would you still want someone with blood-stained hands like me?"
What answered her was a silence.
The storm in Claire Green’s eyes began to gather, darkness sprouting in her heart.
Should she destroy Sia Manor first and imprison him, or should she destroy him first, find an uninhabited place to keep him.
Just as she was about to speak, her head was lifted.
The next second.
The man’s magnified face appeared before her.
His burning tender gaze fell upon her, then cold lips planted meticulous kisses on her face, gentle and lingering.
Not expecting this, Claire Green was stunned, pinewood fragrance filling her nose.
After a while.
He pressed his forehead against hers, eyes fervent and burning, "This is my answer, Claire, are you satisfied?"
To him, regardless of whether she was covered in blood or in the depths of darkness, she’s someone he wants to hold in his hands.
His feelings for her aren’t tied to appearance, simply because it’s her.
Claire Green paused for a few seconds, then smiled, "Big brother really never misses a chance to take advantage."
Hearing this, Julian Sia pinched her face with a smile, speaking lazily, "To ease Claire’s mind, I have to make some sacrifices."
"Then big brother is truly wronged," Claire Green raised an eyebrow, speaking with a smirk, "for making such a big sacrifice."
"It’s alright, anything for Claire."
"..."
Damn, can’t outflirt him.