34. My husband is easily jealous.
“Don’t talk.”
“But…”
“Don’t talk!”
Su Yan was completely at a loss for words.
He rolled his eyes dramatically, pressing his lips into a straight line, and gestured with one hand from the left corner of his mouth to the right, making a motion as if pulling a zipper open and closed.
Then, he silently gave Jiang Zhi the middle finger.
You m…!
Jiang Zhi glared fiercely at Su Yan, but in his eyes, her slightly furrowed brows, paired with her pitiful peach blossom eyes, looked more like a small, fierce kitten, failing to intimidate him at all.
She wanted to curse, she really wanted to curse.
But thinking about Jiang Ruyan and Qian Qian outside, her momentum suddenly weakened.
Jiang Zhi’s heart raced.
The situation was too strange to contemplate; Qian Qian was outside, and her beloved dad was inside, just a door away from reuniting their family of three.
But the problem was, Jiang Zhi didn’t want to reunite!
Qian Qian was enough with just her; she didn’t need a husband, and her daughter didn’t need a dad.
At least, that’s what Jiang Zhi thought.
This was naturally unfair to Qian Qian, and sometimes Jiang Zhi felt guilty about it, but she had been living like this for so many years…
She had always been a very selfish person.
At that moment, the fitting room door was knocked on.
Outside, Sister Jiang called out, “Little Zhi, are you done trying it on? I just took Qian Qian to the bathroom.”
“Ah…”
Jiang Zhi pretended to be calm, but her gaze never strayed from Su Yan: “Not ready yet, I’m not good at wearing this kind of clothes.”
“Huh? What’s so hard about wearing a skirt? Should I come in to help you?”
“No, no, no! Absolutely not!”
Jiang Zhi’s heart nearly jumped to her throat at that moment; her mind raced, and then she stammered, “I-I can do it myself!”
Don’t come in, or little Zhi will get angry!
“Is that really okay?”
“Really okay.”
“Alright then, oh right, Qian Qian just said she wanted to play at the amusement park downstairs. Do you agree?”
“I agree, I agree,” Jiang Zhi just wanted to get these two out of here quickly: “Sister Jiang, please take her away… And remember to let her drink more water, don’t let her catch a cold from sweating!”
Even at this point, she didn’t forget to care for her daughter.
Jiang Zhi thought to herself, I’m such a damn competent mother, enough about family…
“Okay, I’ll take her downstairs.” Jiang Ruyan added, “And you must buy that outfit! If you don’t, I’ll deduct your salary!”
“…Fine.”
The noise outside gradually faded away.
But Jiang Zhi still felt uneasy; what if they came back? She had to eliminate any chance of the father-daughter reunion!
Time passed, second by second.
Until their breathing synced up, the quiet Su Yan suddenly spoke, “Sister, can I talk now?”
“…”
Jiang Zhi ignored him, straining her ears to listen for a while before nodding: “Okay.”
“Is the shop manager outside?”
“Mm.”
“Why is there a child too?”
“…My daughter.”
Su Yan gasped. He assessed the distance between him and Jiang Zhi, hesitating, “Does your husband know about us being like this?”
“What?”
What do you mean “being like this”?
Jiang Zhi froze, looking up to meet Su Yan’s gaze, seeing the subtle meaning in his eyes and where his gaze was directed.
She followed his gaze downward.
“You, you, you…”
Jiang Zhi’s fair cheeks flushed with a light pink; she suddenly realized that she had backed Su Yan against the wall, and what was he even looking at!
“Pervert!”
She took several steps back, covering her chest with her hands, glaring at Su Yan with shame and anger.
Su Yan felt completely innocent: “I didn’t make you back me against the wall, and you didn’t give me a chance to talk either.”
“Then you could have closed your eyes, right?!”
“You don’t want me to talk and don’t want me to open my eyes either, are you my dad or something to control so much?”
“You!”
Jiang Zhi was indignant, wanting to retort but not knowing what to say. Mainly, she thought about it, and Su Yan didn’t seem to be wrong…
It was precisely because he didn’t seem to be wrong that it frustrated her!
Our little Zhi was starting to feel utterly infuriated; she suddenly realized that she was always easily provoked by Su Yan. Including that time at the coffee shop, both times she had initiated the confrontation, and both times she had been counterattacked, ending up at a loss.
Jiang Zhi’s typically calm personality turned into a complete mess whenever she met Su Yan.
Su Yan: 😆.
To be fair, he felt more wronged than Dong E.
That deep area was right in front of him; it was hard not to see it—just like he was a professional player, and the target was right there, he could just shoot directly.
So Su Yan felt he was not wrong.
But to be honest, Jiang Zhi’s figure was quite remarkable; she was also very beautiful, especially the tear mole at the corner of her eye—it was practically dancing on his XP.
Too bad she had a bad temper.
But really so good-looking…
But her temper was truly terrible.
But…
Alright, alright, thinking too much. Su Yan steadied himself, ignoring Jiang Zhi’s murderous glare, calmly took a sip of milk tea: “So…”
“You drag me in here just to hide from your friend? We’re clear and innocent; is it necessary?”
“What do you understand?”
Jiang Zhi naturally couldn’t tell him the truth. Thinking of Su Yan’s earlier teasing remarks, she casually made up a lie: “I’m afraid my husband will see; he’s easily jealous and doesn’t like me talking to men.”
“…Impressive.”
Su Yan was left speechless. He wanted to say that if your husband would get jealous over you talking to men, wouldn’t he be furious if you were in the same fitting room with a man?
He found it hard to understand Jiang Zhi’s train of thought.
By the way, she was actually married and had a child? She seemed younger than him, right?
Why did everyone around him already have partners? Old Lin had one, Little Chang had one too… Damn it, all because he insisted on making him accompany him to buy clothes for his girlfriend; otherwise, he wouldn’t have coincidentally run into Jiang Zhi here.
Su Yan: “Is your husband still waiting outside?”
“Not anymore.”
“Can I leave then?”
Su Yan scratched his head, being his usual cheeky self: “Not to say anything, but you really didn’t need to make such a fuss. Just explain to your husband, right? I’m at least somewhat of a public figure; maybe your husband is even a fan of mine. Honestly, I really admire your husband for being able to withstand your terrible temper. A happy marriage requires both parties to…”
He rambled on, completely unaware of Jiang Zhi’s increasingly dark expression.
“Are you done?!”
Unable to tolerate it any longer, Jiang Zhi didn’t care about the pain and stepped hard on Su Yan’s shoe with her bare foot: “Su Yan, are you crazy?!”
“What the hell!”
That sudden kick took Su Yan by surprise, his instinct caused him to use both hands, and the resulting effect was…
“Splurt.”
A creamy, thick liquid sprayed out from the straw, arcing beautifully through the air, finally splattering across Jiang Zhi’s face.
Jiang Zhi was confused: ovo…
Su Yan broke out in a cold sweat:…
Huh?
What?
Jiang Zhi hadn’t yet processed what had happened; the sweet taste lingering at the corner of her mouth made her instinctively stick out her tongue to lick, mmm… It tasted like ice cream.
Hmm? Ice cream?
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
What the heck?!
Jiang Zhi snapped out of her daze, her fair skin flushed with anger; she gritted her teeth and slowly pronounced: Su——Yan——!!”
Go die…
“Smack!”
The fitting room door was slammed open, the volume startling both the furious Jiang Zhi and the seemingly doomed Su Yan.
“Hello, customer~”
The salesgirl stood at the door, wearing a service smile with a marked logo.
Her gaze scanned the fitting room, ultimately landing on the thick, white, unidentified liquid flowing down Jiang Zhi’s face.
“May I ask what you two are doing?”
Jiang Zhi & Su Yan: “Nothing!”
