The next day, Xiao ng proudly took a day off.
Yin Shixiu got up early, feeling refreshed. He did his morning exercises and had breakfast.
"Is the missus feeling unwell?"
Claire noticed that Su Xiaong hadn’t gotten up yet and didn’t seem to plan on having breakfast, so she asked.
Yin Shixiu nodded,
"Yes, bring a bowl of porridge."
Claire was puzzled, as there was already a bowl of pumpkin porridge in front of Yin Shixiu, but she didn’t ask further and brought another bowl to him.
Shuangshuang and Huang Huang had their breakfast later; they would probably get up after Yin Shixiu left for the company.
After breakfast, Yin Shixiu took the porridge back to the bedroom.
Every turn Xiao ng made felt like her waist was going to break. When Yin Shixiu called her, she pretended not to hear, hiding under the blanket, not wanting to pay him any attention.
Yin Shixiu wasn’t annoyed. He picked her up along with the blanket and held her in his arms, really treating her like a patient...
"Have so breakfast before going back to sleep."
Su Xiaong mumbled sothing, and Yin Shixiu chuckled.
Xiao ng furrowed her brow even more deeply,
"Calling you a pervert makes you proud... you’re really beyond help."
"How can I be beyond help when I have you?"
There wasn’t a trace of warmth or sweet nothings in his words; it was absolutely filled with implicit saucy undertones!
Su Xiaong leaned against him, yet quite enjoyed being waited on by her husband.
After a few bites of porridge, she ca to her senses,
"What ti is it? Don’t you have a eting this morning?"
A flash of surprise crossed Yin Shixiu’s eyes, and Xiao ng quickly said,
"Your phone rang in the middle of the night. I saw the ssage on the screen; Mary sent it, saying the docunts for the morning eting were ready and you should rest assured."
"In the middle of the night..."
Yin Shixiu gave her a aningful look, guessing she must have been in the midst of feeling "tortured" by him then?
"You still had the leisure to notice other things..."
"Get lost! Go to work!"
Su Xiaong pushed him away quickly, as she really couldn’t stand him!
She didn’t want to look either! But she was lying there, feeling almost shattered, with the phone right in front of her eyes... she couldn’t help but see it...
Yin Shixiu lowered his head to kiss her.
"I haven’t brushed my teeth..."
"I know."
"Hmph! As if you dare to mind, co, another kiss!"
So, Su Xiaong lifted her head and kissed Yin Shixiu again, her face beaming with a smile, as she took the bowl from him, urging him,
"Go to work, I’ll finish it!"
"Okay."
After Yin Shixiu left, Su Xiaong indeed obediently finished the porridge but didn’t go back to sleep. She got up and went to the study.
Although she took a day off, Xiao ng didn’t have the courage to completely relax.
Her current learning environnt was truly intense. Even if she put in more effort than others, it didn’t necessarily an she’d achieve better results, let alone miss any classes.
The only consolation was that she was very aware of this.
So...
Studying at ho made Su Xiaong more nervous than attending classes at school.
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When Yin Shixiu stepped out, he just entered the elevator and bumped into Chu Jiao.
Her car had so issues, and she originally planned to spend the night in Bath but then ran into Eric.
Eric lent her a car, so Chu Jiao ended up returning ho.
From London to Bath, it took over an hour one way; actually, staying on campus would have been more convenient, but Chu Jiao wasn’t used to unfamiliar environnts and was quite picky about her sleeping arrangents.
Not willing to compromise, she preferred wasting three hours daily instead of staying on campus.
Running into Yin Shixiu made Chu Jiao pause for a mont.
Both of them had regular routines, and despite leaving the building every morning, they’d never coincidentally t in the elevator.
In fact... they’d never casually run into each other in this building.
"Hi!"
Chu Jiao was still the one to greet him first.
Yin Shixiu nodded lightly and stepped inside.
Chu Jiao ca back late last night, and he knew.
Because she had called Su Xiaong, right while the couple was engulfed in their intimate mont.
He rembered vividly how Xiao ng bit her lip, trying to act calm and collected on the call, as he mischievously intensified his movents, causing her to tremble while answering the phone...
He rembered how she clenched her fist and looked back at him with a fierce warning glare...
Oh, why did Chu Jiao call again?
He couldn’t recall, but it wasn’t sothing important anyway.
Yin Shixiu’s expression remained unchanged, although his thoughts wandered to how that call added a distinct flavor to their marital life...
He discovered Xiao ng beca much more sensitive when she was nervous...
The way her whole body would flush red made him want to devour her again.
Yet Chu Jiao had a completely different mindset...
That call... was really ill-tid, wasn’t it?
The repressed panting of Su Xiaong and the sounds of intertwining bodies...
Even through the phone, they were unmistakably clear.
Coming ho that late, seeing the empty house, left her feeling lonely inside...
That call... was her first attempt at reaching out.
The reason was flimsy, wanting to borrow so salad oil from Su Xiaong...
She could tell Xiao ng wanted to lend it, but the man wouldn’t let her go.
She hurriedly hung up, looking into the mirror and seeing herself as a runaway, a loser... so pathetic.
"You didn’t tell her?"
Chu Jiao suddenly asked.
"What?"
Chu Jiao chuckled lightly, feigning nonchalance, "About our past, I thought you would have told her by now!"
"It’s not sothing important; why bother ntioning it?"
Yin Shixiu’s tone was even more casual than hers.
"I guess I overthought it. I thought... I held a special place in your heart!"
Chu Jiao’s tone remained easygoing, as if joking.
"Yes, you overthought it."
Yin Shixiu replied honestly.
"..."
Chu Jiao kept up her smile but knew better than anyone how forced it was.
"Ding..."
The elevator arrived at the parking lot, and Yin Shixiu stepped aside to let Chu Jiao go first, maintaining basic gentlemanly etiquette.
Yet Chu Jiao barely moved...
"Aren’t you getting out?"
Yin Shixiu kindly asked.
"Su Xiaong sees as a confidante, idol, and ntor..."
"Yes, at school, I really appreciate you looking after her."
When she hesitated, Yin Shixiu stepped out first, only for Chu Jiao to follow along, continuing,
"Our breakup back then wasn’t amicable, was it?"
"..."
Yin Shixiu paused for a mont.
"Aren’t you afraid that I still have feelings for you and might do sothing out of jealousy towards Su Xiaong?"
Chu Jiao stood in front of Yin Shixiu, her face still brimming with confidence.
"Why would I be? Jealousy... is so ugly. You wouldn’t let yourself fall to that level."
"Listening to you, it seems you know well..."
"Of course, knowing you well is exactly why I don’t want you."
"..."
Chu Jiao’s body froze.
"As for Su Xiaong... don’t underestimate her. While I’m not sure about other things, anyone who eyes her husband will definitely face her wrath."
"..."
Having said that, Yin Shixiu got into his car, still wearing those maroon sunglasses, and drove past her without even sparing a second glance.
Knowing you well is exactly why I don’t want you.
Chu Jiao stood there, her cal-colored coat, underneath which was the latest fashionable winter ensemble from New York.
Her black high heels added a few extra inches to her height.
Standing straight, with even her hanging long hair appearing ticulously styled.
She was still elegant and stunningly beautiful.
Yet... she felt like a fool in a drenched state at this mont.
The pride embedded in her bones could no longer sustain this shallow pursuit of perfection.
Yin Shixiu was still the sa...
Cold and ruthless to the point of madness.
Always able to shatter soone with a single sentence, showing no regrets.
He believed he truly understood her... was that so?
Chu Jiao slightly clenched her fists, then relaxed, holding her head high as she walked forward.
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