Chapter 148 Do you know how hard I've been enduring?

Are Mu Jiaojiao and Wei Chi vying to live together?

Upon hearing this, Xie Nanzhi's expression stiffened. "Hmm."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Xie Nanzhi lay on the bed, her brows slightly furrowed.

Although Wei Chizheng has problems in that area, he still feels a little uncomfortable knowing that he and Mu Jiaojiao are in the same room.

On the other side, Wei Chizheng came out of the bathroom, but he didn't go to take a shower. Instead, he took a towel, wrapped ice cubes, and gave them to Mu Jiaojiao to apply as an ice pack.

He walked out in a suit and tie, without even taking off his jacket. He walked over to Mu Jiaojiao and handed her a wrapped towel, saying, "Put this on the sprained area to reduce swelling and pain."

Mu Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment. She thought Wei Chizheng would at least help her apply the compress. After a pause, she took the towel.

A towel wrapped with ice was placed on the swollen area, and the cool touch made Mu Jiaojiao's thoughts clearer.

She casually remarked, "Ah Zheng, I didn't expect Miss Nan to look so gentle and weak, but she's actually quite competitive."

Mu Jiaojiao's words had a hidden meaning, which Wei Chizheng understood: "Isn't being competitive a good thing?"

Even though they grew up together, Mu Jiaojiao didn't expect Wei Chizheng to respond so directly. She smiled awkwardly, "So our A-Zheng likes spicy girls."

Wei Chizheng gave a half-smile, as if he didn't want to continue arguing about the matter. "I'm going back to my room. You should get some rest too."

With that, Wei Chizheng was about to leave.

Mu Jiaojiao said only after Wei Chizheng reached the door, "By the way, Chizheng, Miss Nan called you earlier. I told her you were busy and asked her to call back later. You should call her back soon, in case it's something urgent."

Wei Chizheng subconsciously picked up his phone and opened the call log, where there was indeed a ten-second call.

Wei Chizheng grunted an "Mm," then turned and closed the door.

Back in his room, Wei Chizheng immediately called Xie Nanzhi back.

She was trying to fall asleep with her eyes closed when Wei Chizheng's phone call completely woke her up.

Xie Nanzhi pressed the answer button and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Wei Chi asked, "Did you just call me?"

It seems Mu Jiaojiao told him.

Xie Nanzhi turned over. "Well, I just wanted to ask how Miss Mu's injuries are?"

Wei Chizheng answered truthfully, "It's nothing serious, I just need to rest in bed for a few days, you don't need to worry about it."

Xie Nanzhi hadn't originally intended to take it to heart, but this Mu Jiaojiao was too good at making her presence known and liked to use those little tricks.

To be honest, Xie Nanzhi didn't have a very good impression of her.

"Oh, that's all, I'm hanging up now."

"etc."

Xie Nanzhi paused, just as she was about to press the end button, when she heard Wei Chizheng say, "Zhizhi, don't you have anything to say to me?"

say what?

Is it true that her husband is being attentive to other women?

Or was her husband in a room with another woman?

Forget it, what right does she have?

Xie Nanzhi said coldly, "There's nothing to say."

Wei Chizheng was somewhat disappointed.

They were husband and wife, but she had nothing to say to her husband; in her eyes, he was always an outsider.

Wei Chizheng's voice deepened, "Yes, goodnight."

"good evening."

Xie Nanzhi tossed her phone aside, her brows furrowing even more deeply.

After thinking it over, she opened her WeChat Moments and posted a classic picture.

When she woke up the next day, she groggily opened her WeChat Moments, and the post she had casually made the night before had caused a huge uproar.

The main problem is that the image was too targeted.

A clump of green grass grows on the back of a clay horse.

Zhou Mubin commented: "[This guy really pushed our Namzhi to the point of posting pictures and cursing people. He's something else.]"

Xibei's comment: [Nanzhi, I understand you.]

Then, Zhou Mubin and Xibei started chatting in the comments section, each giving a brief account of what had happened yesterday.

Zhou Mubin replied: "You deserve a scolding."

Xie Nanzhi continued scrolling down and, sure enough, saw Wei Chizheng's comment: [???]

She couldn't even be bothered to reply.

Just then, Xie Nanzhi heard the door open, followed by Wang Shufen's warm greeting, "Little Wei, what brings you here?"

Wei Chi, ever the charmer, handed over the packed breakfast first, saying, "Mom, I've brought breakfast for you and Zhizhi. Is she up yet?"

Looking at the sumptuous breakfast, Wang Shufen quickly said, "No, I think I'll sleep a little longer. Why don't you come in and wait for a while?"

Wei Chizheng smiled gently and said, "Thank you, Mom."

Wang Shufen placed breakfast on the table, while Wei Chizheng sat obediently on the sofa and waited.

Wang Shufen treated Wei Chizheng like family, and put a shopping bag in her purse. "Xiao Wei, I'm going to the market to buy a fresh fish. Please have a seat."

"Mom, go ahead and do your work. I'll wait for Zhizhi."

Wang Shufen took the key, changed her shoes, and went out. Wei Chizheng then got up and slowly walked to Xie Nanzhi's bedroom. He tried to open the door several times, his hand on the doorknob, but he didn't press it down.

Suddenly, the bedroom door was flung open, and Wei Chizheng and Xie Nanzhi looked at each other.

She was wearing pajamas, her hair disheveled. "You were looking for me?"

Wei Chi asked, "Are you angry?"

Xie Nanzhi: "No."

Wei Chizheng didn't believe it; the picture was clearly proof of anger. "Is it because of me?"

Xie Nanzhi twitched the corners of her mouth and gave an awkward laugh. "You're overthinking it, Mr. Wei."

Mr. Wei?

Wei Chizheng disliked this unfamiliar form of address.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to sleep. Mr. Wei, please do as you please."

After saying that, Xie Nanzhi went to close the door.

The door was blocked by Wei Chi the next second.

Xie Nanzhi could not withstand the strength of a grown man. With a little effort, Wei Chizheng successfully broke into her bedroom and closed the door behind him.

Xie Nanzhi asked seriously, "What does Mr. Wei mean by this?"

Wei Chi stared at her intently. "You still say you're not angry? I think you're about to explode with rage."

Xie Nanzhi gave him a disgruntled look and muttered, "Wei Chizheng, even though we have a marriage of convenience, we are still husband and wife. Can you please be a little more mindful of your behavior?"

"For example?"

Xie Nanzhi suddenly felt an urge to curse. "It's nothing..."

Is she still unwilling to talk about it?

Wei Chizheng approached step by step, and Xie Nanzhi instinctively retreated until she bumped into the bedside. Her body leaned back subconsciously, and Wei Chizheng quickly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

After Xie Nanzhi regained her footing, she struggled to break free from his embrace.

But Wei Chizheng not only didn't let go, he hugged her even tighter.

Just as Xie Nanzhi glared at him, he lowered his eyes and kissed her lips without warning.

Xie Nanzhi's hand rested on his chest, but this time Wei Chizheng was wild and domineering, unlike any of the previous times.

The thin air at the tip of her nose grew increasingly scarce, and all her struggles acted as a catalyst for his madness; his kisses deepened and became more forceful.

In the struggle, the two lost their balance and fell onto the bed.

He pressed himself against her, his heavy breathing completely disordered, his dark eyes veiled with a misty haze.

Beneath the misty haze lay primal desires bursting forth from their cocoons. Wei Chizheng's voice was hoarse as he asked, "Zhizhi, do you know how hard I've been holding back?"