32 Jealousy

◎ "You still have me in your heart, right?"◎

According to past calculations, Jiang Yan should have finished shopping and returned by now.

Today, for some reason, I suddenly had the idea to leave the house and wait for her in the yard. There was no special reason, but I just thought that when she saw me, she might be surprised and then smile brightly, and I had a faint hope in my heart.

But what he waited for was a strange man showing his affection to her.

The scene was too dazzling, and Cui Huaifeng thought absentmindedly that he shouldn't have come out.

Cui Huaifeng felt a tightness in his chest, perhaps a pregnancy reaction. He tried to comfort himself, but his thoughts became increasingly out of control.

Many people had admired her in the past, but she ignored them all, her heart and eyes filled with only herself. Even he himself didn't realize his confidence in his love for Jiang Yan. But after all that had happened, how much love did she still have for him?

Furthermore, after their reunion, the two of them had never confirmed their relationship. Others showing affection to her should have nothing to do with him. But what about her intimacy with him these days...

Cui Huaifeng felt inexplicably angry, and was suddenly surprised that he would develop such a strange feeling.

Is it because others admire Jiang Yan that I am angry?

This answer was too absurd, so Cui Huaifeng immediately denied this possibility.

Never mind, I wasn't clear-headed.

Cui Huaifeng was extremely confused and didn't want to lose his composure, so he turned around silently and planned to go back to his room.

"Husband!"

Cui Huaifeng's body froze. The pleasant and familiar voice was like a ray of light that broke through the gloomy sky, sweeping away all the haze.

Jiang Yan was afraid that Cui Huaifeng didn't hear clearly, so she raised her voice a little higher and called out, "Husband!"

Jiang Yan didn't care about the man next to her and said directly: "Thank you for your kindness, but I already have a husband. I'll leave first, otherwise my husband will be waiting anxiously."

After saying that, Jiang Yan ran towards her and his home with light steps like a happy puppy.

After entering the door, Jiang Yan put the things he bought on the table, hurried to Cui Huaifeng, who was still standing there in a daze, stepped forward, put one hand on his waist, and held him in his arms.

Cui Huaifeng froze. Thinking of what had just happened, he wanted to push her away, but he couldn't bear to reject her concern, so he let her go.

Jiang Yan joked out of habit, "Huai Feng, did you come out specifically to look for me?"

Jiang Yan's unintentional teasing touched Cui Huaifeng's little thoughts, and he said stiffly: "...No."

"Okay." Jiang Yan smiled and didn't care. On the contrary, after the incident just now, she was very curious about Cui Huaifeng's reaction.

Jiang Yan turned his head slightly and looked at Cui Huaifeng. Cui Huaifeng's face was calm and composed, as if he didn't care.

Jiang Yan asked tentatively, "Someone just gave me a sachet. Did you see it?"

"Well, so what?" Cui Huaifeng frowned slightly, and the emotions that had just calmed down surged again.

"Huaifeng, are you in a bad mood?" Jiang Yan asked knowingly. Although he didn't show it much, she could probably guess it as they were together day and night.

Cui Huaifeng didn't want to pay attention to her.

"Guess what I said? Don't you want to know?"

Cui Huaifeng said coldly: "It has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Yan chuckled, and Cui Huaifeng found her inexplicable, and his annoyance grew.

Jiang Yan opened her red lips slightly, her eyebrows curved slightly, "Is my husband jealous?"

Jealous? Jealous of myself?

Cui Huaifeng couldn't connect himself with these two words, "No."

"You admitted it!" Jiang Yan blinked her beautiful eyes and said excitedly.

Cui Huaifeng then realized that his response had implicitly confirmed that he was her husband. Cui Huaifeng pursed his lips, not knowing how to explain.

"I said, I already have a husband." The brightness in Jiang Yan's smile seemed to be contagious in her voice, and this ordinary sentence sounded particularly pleasant at this moment.

Cui Huaifeng's originally furrowed brows unconsciously relaxed, "Oh."

Jiang Yan's answer seemed to have magical power. The unknown anger that had been lingering in his chest completely dissipated, and what followed was peace of mind and sweetness.

Jiang Yan's mind moved, and he let go of her hand, "Huai Feng, wait for me."

Jiang Yan hurriedly climbed over the fence, returned to his room, and hurried back.

Jiang Yan opened her hands to Cui Huaifeng as if she was presenting a treasure. In her palms lay an exquisitely embroidered sachet, which was the one Cui Huaifeng had given her in the ginkgo forest that year.

After a few years, the sachet has shown signs of aging, but apart from the faded color, the fabric is not damaged or even has obvious wrinkles, and even the silk thread patterns are still clear and smooth, which shows that the wearer has taken good care of it.

Cui Huaifeng's heart suddenly softened.

"I changed my clothes a few days ago but didn't have time to wear it. Recently, I had a conflict with someone again. It's easy to lose it during the fight. I'll keep it for now after learning from the previous experience." Jiang Yan smiled.

"Like this." Cui Huaifeng's tone softened unconsciously, his eyes still fixed on the sachet.

Jiang Yan carefully hung the sachet around her waist. "Normally, I'd be reluctant to wear it, but then I thought, this fine sachet is a one-of-a-kind treasure, and it would be a shame to keep it hidden away. If I meet anyone I know these days, I'll show them off my husband's craftsmanship."

Cui Huaifeng rarely agreed with her "slippery talk" and chuckled, "Okay."

The atmosphere was ambiguous and relaxed, and Jiang Yan immediately asked, "I always think that flower in the room looks familiar. Is it the one I brought out of the mansion?"

Cui Huaifeng had no intention of hiding anything, so since Jiang Yan asked, he admitted it generously, "Yes."

"You left the mansion with nothing but this. It's just a dead branch. Why would you carry it all the way here and keep it here?"

Jiang Yan stared at Cui Huaifeng's eyes, he had no way to avoid it.

"You still have me in your heart, right..." Jiang Yan coaxed.

Cui Huaifeng looked at Jiang Yan for a long time and hesitated for a moment.

What he hesitated about was not the answer to the reply, but the reply itself.

After the reunion, he had been suppressing his emotions, even lying to himself. But when he saw others courting Jiang Yan, and his own emotions changing when she took out a token that carried the beauty of the past, he realized clearly and helplessly that he still loved her.

After a while, Cui Huaifeng said with a sense of relief: "Yes."

Jiang Yan's eyes lit up when he got his affirmative answer.

At this moment, her heart was very much like that pear blossom, originally depressed and decadent, lifeless, but when spring came, the flower buds emerged lively, the flower buds broke free from their restraints, and the flowers bloomed.

Jiang Yan's smile was brighter than the pear blossoms, and her sparkling eyes stared at Cui Huaifeng without blinking, "Really?"

Jiang Yan's affection infected Cui Huaifeng, and the corners of his lips turned up with a hint of doting, "Yeah."

Jiang Yan chuckled and called sweetly, "Husband."

This time, Cui Huaifeng paused and responded softly, "Yeah."

Jiang Yan was completely satisfied and immediately motivated. He turned around, humming a little tune, and went to pack up the things he had bought.

Cui Huaifeng looked at Jiang Yan working skillfully and suddenly became distracted.

Jiang Yan always argued with him about Zhao Qiuxin. Although he knew she was bothered and concerned, he didn't understand why she kept harping on the matter. He was tired of arguing with her, and sometimes he felt she was too stubborn, even unreasonable.

It wasn't until he witnessed someone else courting her that the heart-wrenching discomfort and jealousy made him, who had always been calm and composed, lose his composure.

At this moment, he finally understood.

So this is what jealousy feels like.

Jiang Yan had always been sensible and handled matters between men and women very cleanly. He rarely encountered such a situation. If he hadn't encountered it by chance this time, he might still not understand Jiang Yan.

It was just that he had only experienced this once, but she had to face the fact that she and Zhao Qiuxin were married many times.

Cui Huaifeng felt very sad and he felt sorry for her.

——

Although the two still interact as before, the intimate atmosphere between them is hard to hide.

After exchanging their feelings, Jiang Yan wanted to stick with Cui Huaifeng all the time. If Cui Huaifeng hadn't reminded her from time to time, Jiang Yan would have been even more clingy.

Zheng Pu had already noticed the changes in the two, but he was smart enough to treat it with a normal attitude as before.

——

midnight.

Jiang Yan heard a slight noise and woke up in a daze.

Jiang Yan did not sleep deeply because of the vigilance she had developed on the battlefield and because she had to take care of the pregnant Cui Huaifeng.

She opened her eyes, but had not yet adapted to the dim environment. She could only see Cui Huaifeng, who was supposed to be asleep, sitting up and seemed to be about to get out of bed.

"Huaifeng, where are you going?" Jiang Yan asked with concern.

Cui Huaifeng's body stiffened. He had moved very lightly, but he didn't expect Jiang Yan to wake up.

Not getting a reply, Jiang Yan sat up and moved closer to Cui Huaifeng, trying to see what was going on.

At this time, Jiang Yan had already gotten used to the light in the room. As the night clouds dissipated, the moonlight illuminated the room. Only Cui Huaifeng's clothes seemed a little wet on his chest.

"Huaifeng, are you...lactating?"

Cui Huaifeng's fair face suddenly turned red.

【Author’s words】

There will be thunder in the next chapter