Chapter 55 Chapter 55 The Real Husband and the Mistress

Having not been back to school for nearly a week, Li Jinglang happened to catch the school anniversary on the first day he returned.

The temperature was very high that day, and it was the season for dressing casually. The students coming and going were all dressed in flashy clothes. Spring really deserves such colors.

Li Jinglang was wearing a light-colored shirt that day, which Tang Ningyue had given him before he left that morning...

Tang Ningyue originally bought the dress as a gift, but he snatched it away without caring whether it fit her or not.

He didn't like such light colors, nor did he like shirts, but he liked the one she bought and insisted on having it, thinking that this was his preference.

In the afternoon, Li Jinglang took a full-body photo and sent it to her, without a single word, just a photo.

He stood under the willow tree, raised his eyes slightly, and looked down at the camera with his watery eyes, as if deliberately seducing people, but his handsome face had no expression at all.

【It’s grown.】

This was her belated reply.

He was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone.

There was a young couple flirting in the woods behind. Li Jinglang felt even more annoyed when he heard the disgusting sounds. He strode away before sitting down in a shady place.

The weather was hot, and the airtight long-sleeved shirt was uncomfortable to wear, but it attracted attention, and he thought she would like him like this like other girls in school.

Li Jinglang couldn't imagine what methods her previous men used to seduce her. He felt that he had already lost enough face.

It's still not enough.

She was obviously very happy when he took off his clothes.

He didn't understand, he really didn't understand.

Li Jinglang's muscular build is not exaggerated, just a thin layer of muscle. When he takes off his clothes, he looks like an attractive ginseng fruit. When he puts on clothes, it is a thin layer again, and he looks no different from a fragile object.

He couldn't understand her, and no matter what he did, he couldn't please her. It seemed that the only way was to take off his clothes.

He was a little unhappy and skipped the topic.

【What time will you pick me up in the evening? 】

After waiting for a long time, she didn't reply.

Li Jinglang began to feel upset again.

Once she leaves his sight, he will become very irritable. If she responds to everything, he can feel more at ease, but she always loses contact.

She was very busy and had a tight schedule, unlike him, a college student who had an inordinate amount of free time.

He wanted to understand her and repeatedly reminded himself not to be so worried and make assumptions all the time. He should believe her.

By the last class in the afternoon, Li Jinglang's mood had dropped to the lowest point, but Lu Yi still tagged Li Jinglang in the group and asked him if he wanted to attend the school anniversary.

Messages appeared on the screen one after another, none of them were from her.

Li Jinglang sighed lightly and leaned out the window, but didn't see her shadow.

【Aren’t you coming? 】

【Can you pay attention to me? 】

....

It’s so annoying, really annoying.

Everything was going great when they were together, but when she wasn't around, it was as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth.

I'm so busy that I don't have any time for him.

It would be nice if they could stay locked up together like they had been for the past few days, but he couldn't bear to make her unhappy, so he could only choose to torture himself.

I feel like crying.

When this message was sent, Li Jinglang had already given up hope, but there was suddenly movement in the dialog box.

She replied!

Li Jinglang suddenly became excited and clicked on the green sign.

【Come and pack up your things tonight.】

.....

Li Jinglang didn't understand what she meant and his heart skipped a beat.

He went out the back door holding his phone and hid all the way to the emergency passage behind the bathroom before calling her.

I called her twice before she answered.

"Are you angry?" he asked.

He didn't know why she suddenly wanted to drive him away. Was he too annoying?

"I'm sorry." Li Jinglang lowered his eyes and leaned weakly against the wall. Although the temperature was unusually high today, he still felt a little cold.

"I won't send you so many messages next time." He spoke in a low voice, not intentionally lowering it. "If you don't want to reply to me, forget it."

"Is that okay?"

"Oh." She paused. "I'm too busy to check my phone."

"Hmm..." He muttered in response.

"Jinglang, there's something I want to discuss with you." Tang Ningyue hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Zhaoming is coming to visit China for two days and wants to stay at my place. So, come back tonight, pack your things, and move into the guest room for a few days, okay?"

“.....”

The corridor was so quiet that he could almost hear his own heartbeat.

Li Jinglang pursed his lips, not knowing how to reply to her.

He seemed to have no reason to refuse.

From the very beginning, their status was not equal, so once something went beyond the scope of the two of them, it became unspeakable.

You can’t just tell others about the relationship you had while lying in the same bed.

After so long, he still has nothing but her distant feelings.

"I'm going back to school to live."

After a while, he suddenly replied.

“.....”

Li Jinglang could hear her breathing. He listened carefully, trying to grasp something from it, but he hesitated or wavered, and it seemed as if there was nothing.

"I don't mean to chase you away." Tang Ningyue explained, not wanting him to misunderstand, but she couldn't say any more after saying this.

We can't be just a sex partner, nor can we be a normal boyfriend, and my younger brother has someone else.

"Don't tell my mom." He paused and laughed at himself. "I don't want to go home either."

"Then how about I book a hotel for you? Don't you dislike crowds? Are you used to staying at school?"

As he spoke, it seemed as if his words implied that he wanted to chase him away.

She also knew clearly that he was sick and not suitable for living in the school.

"...I'll be back to pack my things in a bit." Li Jinglang's voice was already strained. He blinked twice to steady himself. "I'll be staying at school."

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a pang in his heart.

"Then you, will you come back tonight?" he asked tentatively.

"I need to work overtime," she said. "Can you do it yourself?"

“.....”

Can he say no...

Can...

"You keep busy."

In the end, he just replied with this sentence.

He has always been a very insecure person. From the day his father died and he was pushed around by everyone, he completely lost his stability.

He thought that when he grabbed Tang Ningyue's hand during the adults' quarrel, he was like grabbing a lighthouse on the coast, but he didn't know that she was just a lonely boat, drifting aimlessly.

Li Jinglang stared blankly at the street scene outside the window, his mind in a mess.

Last time in the hotel, the beads on his wrist fell off, and she said she would buy him a new one. When they were doing it last night, she was so excited that she said it again, and even said she would go to the jewelry store to string another one for him herself.

She forgot about it today, or maybe it was just a casual promise she made in bed.

He shouldn't have believed it and waited for so long in vain.

After just one day of not seeing each other, she became indifferent to him again.

He knew she was busy, but he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild, always making her guilt worse.

But she didn't wear the pink diamond that Zhou Yuhe gave her before, and put it in the jewelry box. She seemed to care about him, but also seemed not to care that much.

This time when he went to live with her, Li Jinglang brought all his worth, including movable and immovable properties. He said he would give them all to her. He even wanted to let her manage all his assets after he started working, but he didn't dare to say it. She said she hated it most when people made empty promises, just like when Xu Lin insisted on sending her abroad and promised her a home when she was a child.

She didn't want his money either. She said she didn't want to be charged with kidnapping a college student, especially since it was such a large inheritance.

"Let's talk about it when you make money in the future." When she discussed the future with him, she always used a tone of coaxing a child, as if it was a very distant thing.

When they are together, they are very affectionate to each other, and when they are apart, they can get away quickly. He really doesn't have her ability.

He would only worry about her leaving when he was with her, and worry about her losing contact when they were not together. He would never be able to be that carefree.

She also knew that he was afraid of losing her.

Still treat him like this, still like this...

Li Jinglang packed up his things in the evening and didn't leave. He waited for her in the 24-hour convenience store downstairs, wanting to say a few more words to her before leaving.

He called her, and Tang Ningyue said she had to work overtime and the time was not fixed, so he shouldn't wait any longer.

He always listened to her, but that day he didn't. He kept waiting for her downstairs, and ended up waiting for her to go upstairs arm in arm with a man.

When Li Jinglang heard her call him Yuhe affectionately, his heart sank instantly.

Also getting out of the car was a young boy who kept calling me brother-in-law. He was probably Tang Zhaoming.

Then what is he?

Is it a stray dog ​​that was just abandoned by its owner?

Just seeing this scene, he was surprisingly calm and didn't even have the energy to be hysterical like before.

The previous incident had drained all his energy.

Even so, it didn't seem to be of much use and only lasted for a week.

She was always forcing him to compromise.

He waited downstairs until midnight. When the light in her bedroom was turned off, Li Jinglang felt a buzzing, painful and itchy head, as if ants were crawling on it.

Without an access card, he couldn't even go upstairs. For a long time, she kept saying that she didn't have time to record facial recognition for him.

As if possessed by some mysterious force, he stared at the French window and called her.

I didn't expect the call to go through, but she did.

"Hello? Kyoro?"

Her voice was soft, and she seemed to have fallen asleep. The clock was just past twelve.

"Have you arrived at school?"

"No." He said, with the sound of wind whistling in his ears.

It was cloudless during the day, but the wind started to pick up at night.

"Where have you been?" she demanded. "Home?"

"Tang Ningyue." There was a fishy-sweet taste in his throat.

"Um?"

"Could you please not do it with him?"

He didn't know how much further he could compromise, as he had already been humbled to the dust.

"Don't do it with him in our bed."

“.....”

After being stunned for two seconds, Tang Ningyue suddenly made a video call.

In the video, she was already lying on the bed, her hair loose, her face soft and pink, like a peach, but he couldn't see it with his own eyes.

"I knew you didn't leave," she said.

"....." Li Jinglang lowered his eyes helplessly, looking lost.

"I let him go," she added. "You'll see him downstairs in a moment."

After saying that, the man who was arm in arm with Tang Ningyue whom he saw in the afternoon walked quickly past him. When he passed by, the fragrance wafting from his body was something Li Jinglang had smelled on Tang Ningyue before.

It was still that smell that made him sick to his stomach.

"Are you acting on purpose for me?" How could it be such a coincidence?

"Yeah." She responded, "I'm just trying to coax you, is that not okay?"

“.....”

He looked away and curled his lips awkwardly.

"Are you happy?" she asked.

"Not happy." Li Jinglang shook his head.

"What's wrong with you again?"

"....." He didn't say anything, but kept his words to herself and let her guess.

"If you don't say anything, just hang up."

"I don't want you to see him." He didn't want her to see him secretly.

Nothing works.

"Today is an exception."

After what happened last time, Tang Ningyue didn't dare to provoke him like that again.

Looking at his pale face lying on the hospital bed, she actually felt a little distressed.

"Um..."

She gave soft answers again and again, and Li Jinglang felt inexplicably coaxed by her and was happy for no reason.

"sorry...."

"Hmm?" Tang Ningyue raised her eyebrows.

"I'm just afraid that you'll suddenly stop wanting me."

"I'm just scared."

Staring at her face, he couldn't help but want to ask her whether she loved him. Such a ridiculous question popped into his mind.

"Hang up, I'm sleepy and want to go to bed."

Before he had the courage to ask, she had already hung up the phone when the thought just came to his mind.

“....”

Do you love him or not? Have you ever loved him?

well....

Li Jinglang had already left downstairs dragging his suitcase, and Tang Ningyue just answered Zhou Yuhe's call.

The person opposite was more emotionally stable than Li Jinglang. Even though he was wronged, he still pretended nothing had happened.

"Am I still your husband?" he asked her.

".....certainly."

"Does the legitimate husband have to appease the mistress?"

“.....”

"You didn't even kiss me before you left, and you didn't take the ring with you. Don't you like the gift I gave you?"

"Why are you bullying only me?"

"Is there something wrong with me?"

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