Chapter 63 Be more possessive of Mr. Jiang

"Then I said, you can't be angry." Xu Xian swallowed and gave Jiang Shibai a shot of prevention.

She wasn't afraid that Jiang Shibai would do something to her in public, but she needed to straighten out her hair, which might not be possible when she returned to the hotel.

The lights of the shops on both sides of the pedestrian street were bright. The light shone on Jiang Shibai's profile, half in light, half in darkness. His expression was unclear. He narrowed his eyes slightly, smiling a forced smile, "I'm not angry."

There was a hint of gnashing of teeth in the calm tone.

Xu Xian glanced at their tightly clasped hands, raised a finger, and said nervously, "I've only dated one."

As she finished speaking, she clearly felt her palm tighten for a moment, then quickly loosen.

"First love!" Jiang Shibai curled his lips, his face slightly tense.

Xu Xian carefully observed his expression, and seeing that he showed no emotion, he secretly rejoiced, "It was my first love, but we only held hands, nothing else."

During college, her ex-boyfriend Sheng Anyang pursued her for a year until she agreed to be his girlfriend in her senior year. However, an accident suddenly happened in her family. First, her father accidentally fell to his death, and then her mother was diagnosed with cancer.

All the burdens of the family fell on her, making her feel suffocated and she had no intention of falling in love. The six-month relationship ended in failure when Sheng Anyang went abroad to study.

The two broke up peacefully. As for how much love she had for Sheng Anyang, it was actually not that much. Maybe it was just that he had pursued her persistently for a year, which touched her.

"Mrs. Jiang, do you feel it's a pity? Do you feel you're at a disadvantage just by holding hands?" Jiang Shibai said sarcastically, his eyes falling on the two people's clasped hands.

Xu Xian's eyes suddenly widened, his delicate face filled with shock. He asked cautiously, "Are you...jealous?"

"Yes, as your husband, there's nothing wrong with being jealous!" Jiang Shibai admitted frankly.

No one is perfect. Everyone may have a past, which is inevitable, but it does not prevent him from being unhappy.

The thought that her first love was not him made him want to travel back a few years and meet Xu Xian in advance.

His possessiveness was stronger than he imagined.

Xu Xian: “…”

"You are really straightforward, old man." Xu Xian commented lightly, his beautiful fox eyes filled with smiles.

After she finished speaking, she added, "Jiang Shibai, you don't want a man who is petty and possessive."

The implication is, don't be jealous for no reason.

Jiang Shibai chuckled softly, a low laugh that was particularly creepy. He leaned over to Xu Xian's ear and whispered, "That's not right. Our relationship requires possessiveness. Mrs. Jiang, please be a little more possessive of Mr. Jiang next time."

"The stronger the better."

When he was talking to Zhai Jin in the restaurant, he saw the gossip and excitement in Xu Xian's eyes, but there was no jealousy and no intention of declaring sovereignty.

She had no possessiveness towards him.

If you love someone, how can you not care about the opposite sex around him?

Xu Xian stepped back and swallowed nervously, "Jiang Shibai, you don't have masochistic tendencies, do you?"

His two sentences have a taste of forced love.

Jiang Shibai laughed meaningfully and did not answer her question. In the end, the two of them did not go shopping and went straight back to the hotel.

After sending Xu Xian back to the room, Jiang Shibai did not leave. Instead, he sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and dealt with work messages on his phone with great interest.

Seeing this, Xu Xian said, "Why don't you go upstairs to sleep? You have to get up early to go to the factory tomorrow."

The jewelry exhibition is tomorrow and she is going to attend it. As for Jiang Shibai, his schedule is tighter than hers. After inspecting the factory below, he has to attend a meeting with clients. If he doesn't get a good rest at night, he will have no energy tomorrow.

And he sat in her room with a calm demeanor, which made her feel strange and she always felt that he had bad intentions.

Jiang Shibai raised his eyebrows, put down the phone in his hand, a dark light flashed in his dark eyes, and then he stood up and left without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, he was so easy to talk to, so Xu Xian didn't say much. After the man had been gone for a while, she was about to open the suitcase to get her pajamas when someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Xu Xian walked to the door and asked cautiously.

Jiang Shibai's low and lazy voice came from outside the door, "It's me."

"What are you doing back?" Xu Xian clenched her palms. Was he going to sleep in her room?

Men have endless tricks up their sleeves, so you have to be on guard.

Outside the door, Jiang Shibai's eyebrows were tinged with smiles. After hearing Xu Xian's vigilant voice, he was even more amused. He lowered his eyes to glance at the things in his hand and said lightly: "I came to give you a computer."

In the afternoon, she carried her computer upstairs and they went out to eat directly, leaving the computer in his room.

Upon hearing this, Xu Xian opened the door a palm-sized gap and his eyes moved to his hand. He saw a large, bony hand holding a white computer bag.

She cautiously extended a slender arm, her white and tender forearm trembling, "Give it to me."

Jiang Shibai stared at the white arm, his eyes darkening. He handed the computer bag to her, but when she was about to take it, he stepped back and said seriously, "My windbreaker is still in your room."

Xu Xian frowned. Seeing that he was only wearing a white shirt, she subconsciously moved her hand away from the door frame and turned to look at the sofa behind. Before she could observe carefully, her palm was grabbed and the gap in the door widened.

When she turned around, the man who was originally outside the door had squeezed into the gap. In front of her surprised gaze, he dragged out a black suitcase with a windbreaker draped over it from the corner of the door.

Xu Xian's mind went blank. He realized that he had been tricked, but it was too late to resist. Jiang Shibai had already entered the room with his suitcase, and the door behind him was locked with a "bang".

"Are you a scoundrel?" Xu Xian stared at Jiang Shibai with wide eyes. She didn't expect Jiang Shibai to play this trick on her.

Jiang Shibai rarely refrained from arguing with her. His usually shrewd eyes revealed a hint of pity as he said aggrievedly, "Wife, I'm afraid of sleeping alone. Are you sure I'm alone in the dark room? What if I have a nightmare in the middle of the night?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he tugged at the corner of her clothes, like a coquettish little puppy in a nightclub.

Xu Xian said she couldn't handle the Jiang Group's CEO acting like a spoiled brat.

He seldom called her his wife, always calling her "good boy" or "Mrs. Jiang". She was a little uncomfortable with the sudden intimacy of calling her that.

"Speak normally." Xu Xian glared at him and pulled his hand away.

"What's wrong with me? I'm just acting like a spoiled child in front of my wife. If you don't come to my room to sleep, then I have no choice but to take the initiative to find you!" Jiang Shibai was shameless, his tone was a little more normal, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of mist.

Xu Xian: “…”

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Jiang Shibai touched his nose guiltily, and the two of them confronted each other silently.

In the end, Xu Xian was defeated. He had already entered her room, and she definitely couldn't chase him away. Besides, it was not like they had slept together before.

Xu Xian glanced at the time and saw it was almost eleven o'clock, so he hurriedly opened his suitcase and sorted his clothes, shoes, and cosmetics into categories and placed them neatly, which was in line with Jiang Shibai's obsessive-compulsive personality.

After turning the suitcase upside down, Xu Xian couldn't find any trace of his pajamas.

"Jiang Shibai, where are my pajamas?"

Last night she was drawing a draft in the study, and Jiang Shibai packed her suitcase for her. She just took a quick look at it.

Jiang Shibai, who was sitting on the sofa typing on the keyboard, paused for a moment, pointed at his own suitcase, and said calmly, "I forgot to take it. You can wear my shirt! I brought several silk ones, which are very comfortable."

Xu Xian squatted and almost sat down on the ground. It turned out that the man did not hold his fart well.

"Jiang Shibai! If I ask you to pack my luggage again next time, I will no longer be surnamed Xu."

Could his ability to tell lies be any worse?

Normally, he doesn't particularly like wearing silk pajamas.

"It's okay, dear, you can take my surname Jiang." Jiang Shibai replied in a mean way, with a smile hidden in his voice.

Xu Xian picked up a pillow from the bed and threw it at Jiang Shibai. He did not resist but took the pillow in an attempt to calm her down.

Finally, Xu Xian took a black silk shirt from his suitcase and went into the bathroom.