Chapter 204 Soul and Heart
After three rounds of drinks the next day, Wang Shao smiled and put a room card into his hand, with an ambiguous look in his eyes: "Mr. Xie, have a good rest tonight."

Xie Zhang was not an innocent boy who was ignorant of the ways of the world, so how could he not see the ill intentions in Wang Shao's eyes.

But Xie Zhang didn't expect that the woman Wang Shao sent to his bed was An Jiayi.

The lights in the hotel were dim and ambiguous. An Jiayi, wearing a revealing suspender, pinched the corner of the quilt and looked at him timidly.

Xie Zhang frowned, took off his suit jacket, and sat on the sofa beside him.

He spoke in a casual tone, "Wang Shao asked you to come?"

An Jiayi was obviously frightened. She didn't speak for a long time, but her lips kept trembling.

Xie Zhang drank some cold water to dispel some of his drunkenness, frowned, and said in a heavier tone, "I'm asking you a question."

"I" An Jiayi shrank her shoulders and looked at him cautiously, looking at a loss.

Xie Zhang felt a headache and said coldly, "Get out."

The little girl's eyes suddenly turned red. She clutched the quilt tightly, bit her lip and looked at him. After a while, she whispered, "I can't go out."

"Do you know where this place is?" Xie Zhang put down the cup and, in the dim light, barely saw the expression on An Jiayi's face.

She was clearly afraid.

But she said, "Boss Wang said I can't leave tonight."

Xie Zhang sneered. His facial features were bright and aggressive, and given the current environment, his voice was lightly teasing. "Boss Wang said you can't leave at night, so did Boss Wang tell you that you stay in a place like this to sleep with someone?"

He will not be able to make the deal public, he said so bluntly.

An Jiayi seemed to be shocked. She looked at him in astonishment, her eyes wide open. She blinked, as if she was digesting the news. Then, her voice became even quieter, "Do you have to sleep with me?"

Xie Zhang chuckled, "Then what else can you do?"

"Mr. Xie, I've taken acting classes." An Jiayi sat up straighter. She looked at him eagerly, like a rabbit that could be taken home at any time. "Shall I perform for you?"

Xie Zhang's bad taste was aroused to the extreme by her innocent and lovely appearance.

He raised the corner of his lips and wanted to say something, but suddenly lost interest, so he said lightly: "What can you perform?"

An Jiayi quickly said: "I am good at crying scenes."

Xie Zhang asked her how good she was.

An Jiayi said: "When I was in school, my teachers praised me for my crying skills."

Xie Zhang had no intention of doing anything to An Jiayi today. Even if he really wanted to play with such an inexperienced girl, he would not be able to let go and have fun.

He said casually: "Then you perform a piece."

"It's too dark here, you can't see clearly." An Jiayi said in a low voice.

Xie Zhang smiled sarcastically, "You still want me to help you turn on the light?"

An Jiayi didn't say anything. She suddenly threw back the quilt and ran down from the bed. It was dark in Hong Kong that day, and there was indeed no light. But when An Jiayi ran towards him, the bleak moonlight fell on her slender body. She ran to him like a light deer and knelt down without warning.

Xie Zhang was stunned and lowered his head. He saw her kneeling between his legs, with her small face raised and crystal tears oozing from the corners of her eyes.

Her voice was choked with sobs and she said with great emotion: "Do you think that because I am poor, humble, ugly and short, I have no soul and no heart? You are wrong! My soul is the same as yours. If God had given me beauty and wealth, I would have made it difficult for you to leave me, just as it is difficult for me to leave you now."

It was the first time that Xie Zhang felt such a strong sense of emotional shock.

But An Jiayi suddenly restrained her expression, changed her tone, and said nervously: "Mr. Xie, what do you think?"

Xie Zhang collected his thoughts and said calmly, "It's very well acted. Is this the play Jane Eyre?"

"Yes." An Jiayi smiled shyly, wiped the tears from her face, and said, "My teachers all said that I acted very well and was a very talented student. Mr. Xie, I can become a very good actor, right?"

Xie Zhang didn't say anything. He raised his hand and wiped the tears from An Jiayi's face. There was a voice lingering in his mind, tempting him to get her.

He wanted to see her soul and heart beneath her skin.

The soul and the heart are not as easy to obtain as the body, and Xie Zhang had never thought of bothering with it before.

But once the idea came to mind, I couldn't stop it.

He knew that he should take it slow.

So that night, Xie Zhang really did nothing to her. He held her in his arms and slept soundly all night.

However, in the diary, An Jiayi's description of that night was from a perspective that Xie Zhang had never seen before.

She said: "I sat in the room, I knew what was going to happen tonight, I was very scared, and I also hoped to get away with it. When I saw Xie Zhang come in, I was actually relieved. Compared with those old and ugly men, he was really a better lover. When I saw him, my fear suddenly faded. I thought that even if something really happened, this man was a good choice. But he didn't do anything to me. He watched my performance and said that I acted very well. He even hugged me to sleep."

"He has a good sense of clothes. When he came in, I noticed that the necklace on his neck was very beautiful. I couldn't sleep in bed, and he was holding me, so I didn't dare to move, so I carefully picked up his necklace and looked at it. I didn't expect him to wake up. I was very scared at the time. I thought he would hit me. I heard many people say that those young masters have bad tempers. But Xie Zhang asked me if I liked it. I said yes, so he took off the necklace and gave it to me. It was the first time I received such a valuable gift. That night, it seemed like a dream that was not real."

The last sentence in the diary is, "I know I shouldn't be moved, but he is really good-looking."

Xie Zhang held the diary in his hand for a long time, motionless.

He didn't dare to scroll down.

It was as if there was an emotion that had been suppressed, and because of these diaries, it was torn open and caused a dull pain.

He suddenly closed it, looked at Yao Yimin expressionlessly, and said coldly: "This kind of diary has no meaning to me, let alone feelings. You can leave now."

Yao Yimin looked at Xie Zhang in astonishment. After a moment, she could not hide her disappointment and smiled slightly, "Young Master Xie is even more cold-blooded than I thought. He is worthy of being the heir of the Xie family. I admire him."

After saying that, Yao Yimin took a deep breath and strode away.

No one knew that Xie Zhang's palms were hot as he held the diary.

The suffering in the world is separation and cannot be obtained.

Xie Zhang thought that he could no longer open this diary. He could not turn back. People could never catch up with the time that had passed.
Do you think that because I am poor, humble, ugly, and short, I have no soul and no heart? You are wrong! My soul is the same as yours. If God had given me beauty and wealth, I would have made it difficult for you to leave me, just as it is difficult for me to leave you now. I am not talking to you through customs, conventions, or even through the mortal body, but my spirit is talking to your spirit. Just like two people have passed through the grave, we stand at the feet of God are equal, because we are equal. - Jane Eyre