Chapter 303 We Comfort Each Other

“Now…” Lin Xiyin smiled, “Now you’re so self-aware, you don’t give me a chance to be jealous at all.”

“What do you mean you don’t give me a chance? You simply don’t care about me at all,” Pei Muyi said. “You don’t go to the company, and you don’t care whether my secretary is a woman or not. When I go out for social events, you don’t urge me to come home early, and you don’t even want to know if there are any women at the table…”

Lin Xiyin blinked, looking quite helpless: "If I did that, wouldn't I be being unreasonable? Don't you men dislike dramatic women?"

"Are you going to act up? You've never done that before," Pei Muye said. "Excessive acting is bad for your health, but a little bit is good for your mood."

"What kind of twisted logic is that?" Lin Xiyin almost laughed herself to death: "This is the first time I've heard of someone complaining that women aren't demanding enough."

"Sometimes being too understanding is because you don't love enough."

"So, is your unreasonable behavior because you love me too much?"

Where did I act unreasonably?

Lin Xiyin said, "Should we find someone to judge this for us?"

Pei Muye gave a soft hum.

Lin Xiyin said, "See, you know you're in the wrong, don't you?"

I think it's because you don't care about me.

"Don't you believe a single word I just said?"

Which sentence?

"You are in my heart, and I put you in the most important place."

Pei Muye's lips curled up: "Since you're so eloquent, say a few more words."

Lin Xiyin didn't even want to talk to him anymore: "I don't want to talk to a petty man."

"There's nothing I can do; this man is your husband."

When the two returned home, Qu Jianhang and Lin Youxing had already returned.

Qu Jianhang was watching TV in the living room, mainly waiting for Yan Chengyu to come back.

Lin Youxing went back to his room.

After exchanging greetings, Lin Xiyin and Pei Muye went upstairs.

When Lin Xiyin finished showering and went downstairs to get her things, she saw that Qu Jianhang was still there.

"Mom, what are you watching?" Lin Xiyin sat down next to her. "A TV series?"

"Hmm, just browsing."

What time will Uncle Yan be back?

"He went to another district, he should be here soon, I'll wait for him." Qu Jianhang asked, "How was today? Did Mu Ye get jealous?"

"No, we just had a meal together," Lin Xiyin said. "If you're jealous over something like that, you're being too petty."

“His jealousy means he cares about you, don’t say that.”

"Okay!" Lin Xiyin stood up: "Mom, I'm going upstairs now. You should go back early too, or wait in your room if you can't."

"He'll be back in half an hour. You can go upstairs now."

Sure enough, less than twenty minutes later, there was movement at the door.

As soon as Yan Chengyu opened the door, the living room was lit by warm lights that were dimmer than usual.

Qu Jianhang sat on the sofa, a smile playing on his lips as he looked at him.

Yan Chengyu felt a warmth in his heart.

After a long day at work, you come home to find someone waiting for you. Among all the lights in the city, one is for you.

In that instant, it felt as if all the fatigue of the day could be released.

"Why don't you go to your room?" Yan Chengyu strode over, leaned on the sofa armrest, and kissed her on the corner of her lips: "Aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired." Qu Jianhang stood up and kissed him on the cheek. "Have you had dinner? Are you hungry now?"

"I've already eaten, I'm not hungry," Yan Chengyu said. "Let's go back to the room, I'll wash up first."

After returning to the room, Yan Chengyu washed his hands first, then kissed her tenderly before taking a shower.

Qu Jianhang is not a germaphobe, but she cannot accept coming home from outside without washing her hands.

I also can't accept wearing pants outside while sitting on the bed.

So the first thing Yan Chengyu did when he got back was to wash his hands. If he didn't take a shower, the second thing he did was change his pants.

When he finished washing up, Qu Jianhang was already sitting up against the headboard.

"Do you want your hair blow-dried?"

Yan Chengyu wiped himself a few times with a towel and said, "No need, it'll dry in a bit."

He put down the towel, got on the bed, and sat down next to her.

"What's wrong?"

He looked like he had something to say.

Yan Chengyu asked her, "Did He Pengfei go to see you?"

Qu Jianhang hadn't originally planned to bring this up.

I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm just worried that Yan Chengyu might overthink things.

But how did Yan Chengyu know?

Qu Jianhang thought for a moment: "He Pengfei... he wouldn't have called you, would he?"

"Yes," Yan Chengyu said, "He asked me to meet him."

"Is he crazy?" Qu Jianhang said angrily, "Why would we meet?"

"You're talking about your business, trying to get me to give up."

"Seriously..." Qu Jianhang was furious: "He's really out of his mind! Just ignore him!"

“I’m ignoring him,” Yan Chengyu said. “I don’t plan to see him either. But I’m emotionally hurt…”

Qu Jianhang looked at him: "What harm? How could he possibly hurt you?"

Yan Chengyu said, "He said we weren't a good match, and that I was too busy with work to spend time with you."

"You just listen to whatever he says?" Qu Jianhang said, "Whether we're compatible or not, is it up to him to decide?"

“Of course not,” Yan Chengyu said. “I just feel that since we’re already married, the fact that he’s still acting like this so openly shows that he really likes you.”

"I thank him! I don't need that kind of affection!"

"Why didn't you tell me about him coming to see you?"

Qu Jianhang said, "I scolded him and left. What's there to say? I'm afraid you'll overthink it if I do."

“No, you have to tell me everything from now on,” Yan Chengyu said. “If you don’t tell me, I’ll find out from someone else and start overthinking.”

"I understand," Qu Jianhang said. "Anyway, you don't need to take him seriously. I'll talk to him tomorrow..."

"Don't contact him," Yan Chengyu said. "The more you contact him, the more hopeful he feels. The best approach with this kind of person is to ignore him."

"Fine, I'll do as you say," Qu Jianhang said. "I'm truly speechless. Where is his moral compass?"

"For you, what moral bottom line does he have to care about?" Yan Chengyu said sourly, "He even said he could give you everything he has."

"Why would I need his things? Do you think I want them?"

Yan Chengyu said, "Compared to him, I don't have that much money."

"Do you think I'm after your money?" Qu Jianhang said, "I knew you were broke before we were even together."

“It’s not that I don’t have money,” Yan Chengyu said. “It’s just that I can’t compare to you. Compared to ordinary people, I have enough money to live comfortably for the rest of our lives.”

“I’ve never used that standard to judge you. Besides, I wouldn’t even consider his little bit of money,” Qu Jianhang said. “Let’s not talk about this; it’s affecting our mood.”

"If there were a man who was extremely wealthy, many times richer than you, would you consider him?"

"Do you want to start a fight?" Qu Jianhang glared at him. "Is this never going to end?"

Yan Chengyu said, "I didn't mean anything by it..."

Qu Jianhang lay down: "Sleep!"

"I got hurt today, you have to comfort me." Yan Chengyu lay down next to her and hugged her: "Hmm?"

"What 'um'? I'm injured!"

"That's perfect, let's comfort each other."

The night was perfect.

At this moment, Xiao Ruoyi and Huo Xianyang were still awake at the hospital.