Mr. Jiang's Hidden Affection

(Marriage first, then love; mutual secret crush comes true; four-year age difference; a daily-life sweet romance with no angst)

Gentle and radiant history graduate student vs. Cool, charming, and de...

Chapter 53 We Can't Escape

Song Shengsheng looked at him, not knowing if he was pretending to be wronged, and sighed. She walked forward, put her arm around his shoulders, and touched his head: "I haven't left yet, have I?"

"But you'll have to leave sooner or later." Jiang Yiyu tilted his head and looked up at her: "Am I being particularly pretentious and acting like this now?"

Song Shengsheng didn't know what to say. She pursed her lips, held his face, and touched his cheek: "You look so pitiful, so wronged."

Jiang Yiyu held her hand that was holding his face and gently rubbed her palm: "My dear, is this how love is?"

"What kind?"

"I just want to stick to you."

Song Shengsheng laughed and said, "I don't know if other people are like this, but you're just talking about love. This is the first time I've seen you do that. Brother Yi Yu, where did you learn all these words from? From a script?"

Jiang Yiyu lowered his eyes and sighed softly: "My dear, you don't even believe me."

"Aren't you tired after a whole day of acting? Take a break."

"Don't you miss me after not seeing me for a day?"

"Yes."

"Then why don't you say it?"

"Because you're already back, why should I still say I miss you?" Song Shengsheng didn't quite understand, but seeing Jiang Yiyu's increasingly disappointed expression and gradually furrowed brows, she thought she must have said something wrong: "Don't be unhappy, I just..."

"Tell the truth?" Jiang Yiyu helped her finish the second half of the sentence.

Song Shengsheng blinked: "I will miss you from tomorrow!"

"You're going to make up stories for me about this? If we hadn't known each other for a long time, I definitely wouldn't believe that you like me."

"What about you? You're so clingy to me now, how did you keep your distance from me for so many years?"

Jiang Yiyu let go of her hand and said as he took off his coat, "I've never had it, so of course I won't be attached to it. But now you're my wife, and I think being a wife is a matter of course, isn't it?"

He casually placed his denim jacket on the end of the bed. "By the way, what's going on with your brother lately? This afternoon, he went to Wen Jing with a bouquet of flowers, insisting on getting back together with her."

"And then? He...won't get beaten up, right?"

Jiang Yiyu smiled and said, "Well, Wen Jing was so annoyed that she asked the bodyguard to kick him out. Song Ming hasn't contacted you yet?"

"No." Song Shengsheng picked up the phone and took a look, a little worried: "No, I have to go to the next door to see him."

"I feel like he didn't come back." Jiang Yiyu took a crutch and supported himself to stand up: "Because Wen Jing left before finishing work."

"You mean...they went to have a fight?" Song Shengsheng finished speaking and couldn't help laughing: "I was just kidding."

"I mean, we shouldn't get involved in their business." Jiang Yiyu took out his cell phone, cigarette box, and a few mints from his sweatshirt pocket and threw them on the bed. "Honey, I want to take a shower."

Song Shengsheng threw back the quilt and got out of bed. She picked up his other crutch and helped him walk to the bathroom. "Based on your understanding of my brother and Sister Wen Jing, do you think they can succeed this time?"

"Do you think Song Ming is serious?"

"I don't know." Song Shengsheng helped Jiang Yiyu into the bathroom. "But I can't say for sure about my brother. He's serious about his work, but I can't say for sure about other things."

"So, I told you to leave him alone."

"What about Sister Wenjing?" Song Shengsheng opened the shower door, took down the shower head and tested the water temperature while looking at Jiang Yiyu who was taking off his clothes leaning against the sink.

Jiang Yiyu smiled and said, "Wen Jing is not someone Song Ming can afford to offend. If she really gets angry, Song Ming may not be her opponent."

"In other words, Sister Wenjing is still saving face for my brother?"

"Good boy, can you please focus on me?" Jiang Yiyu threw the sweatshirt into the dirty clothes basket, and then skillfully used his crutch to hook the pants that fell on the ground, picked them up, folded them a few times, and threw them into the dirty clothes basket together.

Song Shengsheng retracted her gaze from him: "I'm just curious."

"I'm such a grown-up standing here, aren't you curious?" Jiang Yiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, looked down at himself playfully, then raised his eyes and smiled meaningfully at Song Shengsheng: "I saw that you were quite interested yesterday, weren't you?"

Song Shengsheng froze, pretending to be calm and said, "You can only talk. If I really put my interest into practice, I'm afraid someone will become a cooked shrimp."

She adjusted the water temperature and put the shower head back in its place. Just as she was about to call Jiang Yiyu over, she looked over and saw him standing there clean and with a red face, looking at her teasingly.

Song Shengsheng felt her heartbeat suddenly pause, and then she quickly turned her gaze away from him: "You...are you serious..."

“It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.”

"I already told you, I didn't see it clearly last time! You... this is too sudden!" Song Shengsheng covered her eyes and said, "Get a bath towel."

"Oh, it seems you can only talk." Jiang Yiyu was inexplicably happy. He wrapped himself in a bath towel and moved to the shower room. He sat down on the chair in front of Song Shengsheng and looked up at her flushed face: "I don't know which of us is more like a boiled shrimp now."

"You're breaking the rules!"

"You're only allowed to provoke me a few times, but I can't show my cards and take the initiative? My goodness, your gradual approach really is just a one-sided restriction on me, isn't it?"

"No, you... didn't you say blasphemy?"

"But you also said that we are equal."

Song Shengsheng took a deep breath, lowered her eyes and looked at him for a moment, then made up her mind and bent down to take the towel away. This time it was Jiang Yiyu's turn to be stunned: "Song Shengsheng, you!"

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