With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 133

“You’re here!”

Luo Xinyu, dressed in a pure white nightgown, sat in her cushioned wheelchair. A voice filled with delight rang out in her mind.

“Did you miss me?” Xia Xi replied using Luo Xinyu’s voice.

He expected her to retort with something like “Of course not!”, but instead, Luo Xinyu’s mental voice turned soft and sweet. “Mmm, I missed you.”

This time, it was Xia Xi’s turn to be stunned.

This wasn’t what he had expected.

Why was Luo Xinyu being so direct this time…

“Ha… haha…”

He laughed awkwardly a couple of times.

“By the way, Xinyu, Happy New Year. I got you a New Year’s gift.”

“What gift~?”

A note of anticipation tinged Luo Xinyu’s voice.

She genuinely hadn’t expected that, despite the great distance between Yu City and the Imperial Capital, and despite them not exchanging messages all day, he had still prepared a gift for her.

Of course, Luo Xinyu had prepared a New Year’s gift too. After all, someone as gentle as her would never forget the first gift of the year.

“Want to take a guess?”

Xia Xi pressed the button on the wheelchair and headed towards the door.

“Can I go out to the garden?”

He asked.

The time was just past 1 AM, and fireworks were still popping and booming outside.

On this day, no one would complain about “disturbing the peace” or “disrupting sleep.”

Everyone had already stayed up until midnight for the New Year’s vigil. Families would worship the Bodhisattva, pay respects to their ancestors, or have a late-night snack together, so the time passed quickly.

“Of course you can. But you should tell my dad first. He’s probably handling company documents at this hour.”

Luo Jingcheng only slept about six hours a night; with an afternoon nap, it might reach seven.

Don’t think that having money means an easy life.

An easy life is for the children’s or grandchildren’s generation. The first generation, the ones who built the wealth, rarely have free time until they are old and pass the business on to their children.

Xia Xi nodded and called for the young maid, asking her to take him to Luo Jingcheng’s room.

The little maid actually had a tough lot too.

As the maid specifically assigned to attend to Luo Xinyu, she couldn’t sleep until her mistress did, and she had to be available at a moment’s notice.

However, although her freedom was somewhat restricted, her salary was exceptionally high, at least double that of an ordinary maid.

During the journey, Luo Xinyu used process of elimination, guessing the gift one by one.

“Is it a big box of pain au chocolat?”

“Nope.”

“Then… a large bouquet of fragrant flowers?”

“Not that either.”

“A cute plush toy that can keep me company when you’re not here?”

“None of those.”

“Then what is it~?”

Luo Xinyu, quite unusually, started to whine sweetly.

She was genuinely very looking forward to the first gift Xia Xi would give her.

“I’ll tell you once we get to the garden.”

Xia Xi was keeping it a secret for now.

The little maid stepped forward and gently knocked on Luo Jingcheng’s bedroom door.

“Sir, the Young Lady is here to see you.”

As soon as the words were spoken, the sound of the door handle turning came from inside. Hearing his daughter had come to see him, Luo Jingcheng had immediately gotten up and rushed to open the door.

Xia Xi peeked in and saw the messy documents on the desk and the chair kicked over onto the floor, instantly understanding just how much Luo Jingcheng cared for his daughter.

“Xinyu, what brings you here so late?”

Luo Jingcheng’s voice was naturally rather deep and serious, but the words he spoke to Luo Xinyu held not a trace of sternness.

“I want to go to the garden alone to watch the fireworks, is that okay?”

Xia Xi stated his purpose directly.

“It’s so late…”

Luo Jingcheng’s expression showed conflict. After all, it was very late, and quite cold outside. His daughter was only wearing this thin nightgown—what if she went out and caught a cold or got sick?

“Pleeease~?”

Seeing “her father” hesitate, Xia Xi directly deployed the ultimate weapon: acting spoiled.

Luo Jingcheng had never seen Luo Xinyu act like this before. He froze for a second, before a wave of pure delight washed over him.

This is more like it! This was the attitude a normal daughter should have towards her father! What little ‘darling daughter’ doesn’t act cute and spoiled?

To be honest, being on the receiving end of his daughter’s coquettish gave a father a real, profound sense of pride, even stronger than the satisfaction from any raising sim, countless times over.

“Alright, alright, go ahead. You there,” he said to the maid, “go fetch your Young Lady a thick coat. Better bring a blanket too.”

“Right away, Sir.”

The little maid turned and left.

After making these arrangements, Luo Jingcheng stepped forward and placed his hand on Xia Xi’s head. A surprising tenderness showed in the eyes of this grown man.

“Dad still has documents to deal with tonight, so I can’t accompany you outside. Be careful in the garden by yourself. If anything happens, have the maid come get me.”

Xia Xi, observing the middle-aged man’s utterly delighted reaction, couldn’t help but feel a little amused.

After swapping bodies with so many lovely girls, there hadn’t been a single time yet where the ‘act cute’ tactic had failed.

“Okay, Dad~”

…

Arriving in the garden, feeling the cool breeze and watching the brilliant fireworks bloom in the sky, Luo Xinyu finally spoke up in their mind, with a tone of playful reproach.

“I would never talk to Dad like that.”

Xia Xi certainly knew that given Luo Xinyu’s personality, acting spoiled was a rare occurrence. But since she had just acted cute with him, then him using her body to act a little cute with her father shouldn’t count as being too out of character, right?

“La la la, not listening. See, your dad was pretty happy about it, wasn’t he?”

Luo Xinyu recalled her father’s beaming face just then, let out a soft “hmph!”, and said no more, reluctantly conceding that Xia Xi’s method had worked.

After dismissing the little maid, Xia Xi hugged the warm blanket and looked up at the starry sky.

“Xinyu, if you could make a wish upon a star, what would you wish for?”

Luo Xinyu thought for a moment.

“I wish… I wish I could stay with Xia Xi forever.”

“What’s this? I thought you’d say you wanted your legs to become normal, so you could travel all over the world.”

Xia Xi said it teasingly, but received no response.

A second later, he seemed to realize something.

“Wait! What name did you just say?!”

A very soft “pfft” sounded in his mind, followed by Luo Xinyu’s gentle voice.

“I said ‘Chenxi’ (Morning Light), not any ‘Xia Xi’.”

You little minx, teasing me at a time like this.

He knew it was possible Luo Xinyu had guessed his real identity was Xia Xi, but he hadn’t expected her to actually be willing to pierce this thin layer of paper between them, given that he had always pretended his main body and his current self were two different people.

“When did you figure it out?”

Xia Xi asked aloud.

Luo Xinyu just giggled. It was probably only when she was with Xia Xi that she could feel this happy.

“It was when you drew that manga for Liu Yiyi. After you left, I ‘happened’ to discover an author with the pen name ‘Summer Morning Light’. And then, well… I did a little bit of quiet investigating…”