Chapter 22 "You won't call me husband either."

Jiang Nuanzhu's cheeks gradually turned red.

"It's okay for a couple to occasionally call each other by name, but you call me Mr. Xu to outsiders..." Xu Heyi asked calmly, "Is Mrs. Xu dissatisfied with me in some way?"

"No." Jiang Nuanzhu didn't even dare to look into Xu Heyi's eyes.

His eyes were dark and deep, very aggressive.

Every time they looked at each other, Jiang Nuanzhu felt like he was going to tear her bones into her stomach.

"Miss Jiang, what should you call me?"

Miss Jiang?

When Jiang Nuanzhu thought of what Xu Heyi said about the romantic interests between husband and wife, a surge of burning heat rushed to her head.

"Xu, Xu Heyi?"

The big hand around the waist still did not loosen.

Xu Heyi pointedly reminded, "I read your post on Weibo."

Weibo post?

——I really like the bracelet my husband gave me.

Something exploded in Jiang Nuanzhu's head, and blood was about to drip from his cheek.

She was a little annoyed: "Xu Heyi! Let go!"

Although she was clearly angry, Jiang Nuanzhu's shouting sounded a bit like a spoiled child.

Aunt Fang came out with the soup and said, "Sir, Madam, the meal is ready."

Seeing the scene in front of her, Aunt Fang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked back, "I think this soup needs to be boiled for a while, a little longer..."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Nuanzhu pushed Xu Heyi's hand away and ran upstairs hurriedly.

Xu Heyi looked at his empty palm and sighed softly.

Aunt Fang quietly brought out the soup and asked, "Sir... Madam, are you ready to eat?"

Xu Heyi nodded slightly, "I'll go up and call her."

When going upstairs, Xu Heyi also brought "hostages", holding two kittens on his left and right.

When he knocked on the door, Jiang Nuanzhu had just come out of the bathroom after calming down.

[Nuanzhu, it’s time to eat.]

When Jiang Nuanzhu heard his voice, her scalp went numb and all the embarrassing things she had just experienced came to her mind.

Jiang Nuanzhu wanted to send a message to condemn Teacher Wen, but found that he ran too fast and didn't bring his cell phone.

After a while, a low meow was heard at the door.

She leaned in closer and listened faintly, and could hear Xu Heyi's low and gentle voice.

[Be good, call louder and coax your mom to come out for dinner, otherwise mom won't have the energy to practice tonight.]

Jiang Nuanzhu felt the heat that had just subsided rising again.

Xu Heyi was a man who always spoke in a serious tone. His few words could arouse people's imagination.

After preparing for a long time, Jiang Nuanzhu opened the door and saw Xu Heyi kneeling on one knee at the door, with two kittens lying beside his shoes.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Nuanzhu's heart softened.

Xu Heyi straightened up, his expression normal: "The meal is ready. If you don't eat it now, it will get cold."

"Yeah." Jiang Nuanzhu bent down and picked up the two kittens, "Let's go."

The two of them walked down the stairs side by side as if nothing had happened.

In the corridor, Jiang Nuanzhu whispered, "When did you start following my Weibo?"

Xu Heyi: "Half a year ago. When one of your dances went viral online."

Jiang Nuanzhu felt a little numb.

She filmed a dance video half a year ago and posted it on the dance studio's official website as usual. It inexplicably became popular.

Later, she was urged by her management to create a Weibo account and update her dance videos on Weibo simultaneously.

So Xu Heyi has been following her since she created her Weibo account?

Jiang Nuanzhu thought quickly.

Shouldn't she have posted anything she shouldn't have on Weibo?

Xu Heyi seemed to see through her thoughts, "I usually don't pay attention to these things. I only glanced at them occasionally after getting married, and happened to see your news."

Jiang Nuanzhu stroked the kitten and suddenly confessed.

"Yan Shi sent me a gift by express delivery that day, but I refused to accept it. I deliberately posted a message on Weibo, hoping that he would give up."

Xu Heyi remained calm: "I guessed it."

Jiang Nuanzhu looked at him in surprise, "Did you guess it?"

"You're not one to show off."

Jiang Nuanzhu hugged the cat and thought that Xu Heyi really understood her.

Then I heard him add: "You won't call me husband either."

If you listen carefully to the calm tone, you can hear a hint of subtle grievance.

Jiang Nuanzhu walked forward with his back straight, resolutely refusing to look at Xu Heyi's expression.

After dinner, Xu Heyi told Jiang Nuanzhu: "The fifth is Qingming Festival. The Xu family will go to Zhongming Temple to pray for blessings for three days. Do you want to go with us?"

"Pray for blessings?"

"It's called a prayer, but it's actually a trip. I'm just taking you to meet some people."

“Is this prayer of blessing important?”

"Go if you want to, don't force yourself."

Xu Heyi did not answer her question, and Jiang Nuanzhu knew that the meaning of this prayer was very different in the Xu family.

Jiang Nuanzhu: "When the time comes, I may have to go back to the Jiang family's old house to worship my ancestors."

Xu Heyi was very understanding: "Then we will go to the Jiang family to worship our ancestors in the morning, and go to Zhongming Temple in the afternoon."

Jiang Nuanzhu nodded, and the two of them carried the cat upstairs.

We discussed the names of the two kittens, but in the end we felt that they were not suitable, so we didn’t decide on any for the time being.

The next morning, when Jiang Nuanzhu went downstairs, Xu Heyi had already gone to work.

She found a gift box with a simple pattern on the coffee table, with a note written on it.

——Mrs. Xu’s April Fool’s Day gift.

Jiang Nuanzhu was a little surprised, but also a little wary.

Although she felt that Xu Heyi was not that kind of person, the shadow cast by Teacher Wen yesterday still lingered in her mind.

Jiang Nuanzhu carefully opened the gift box and found a simple and elegant lily of the valley thermos cup with a pen next to it.

The thermos cup and pen were both exquisite and beautiful, and Jiang Nuanzhu fell in love with them at first sight.

She has no shortage of jewelry, but these practical things can better reflect her sincerity.

When she took the pen, she found that there were words engraved on it.

After careful study, it turned out to be a character for bamboo.

The font is vigorous and steady, the pen tip is as sharp as a knife, and it is very beautiful.

Jiang Nuanzhu compared the words on the greeting card and recognized that it was Xu Heyi's handwriting.

It’s easy to buy a fountain pen, but it takes some time to get an engraved pen, right?

Could it be that... Xu Heyi had it custom-made overnight?

Jiang Nuanzhu once again lamented the infinite charm of money.

She took the thermos and pen directly to the dance studio.

At noon, after lunch, Teacher Wen came to the office with a smile to chat with her.

When I saw the thermos on the table, my eyes lit up.

"This cup is really beautiful. When did you buy it?"

Jiang Nuanzhu looked up from the documents and glanced at her faintly, "Last night."

"Where did you buy it? I want to buy one too. I'm going to see a Chinese doctor soon, and I'll use it to hold medicine."

Jiang Nuanzhu pretended to be calm and said, "I don't know. This is a gift from Mr. Xu."

The three words "Mr. Xu" came out of his mouth, and Jiang Nuanzhu thought of the four words "marital interest" in his mind, secretly suppressing the embarrassment.

I'd better use a different name next time.

Teacher Wen asked in confusion, "Who is Mr. Xu?"

"Your boss lady."

Teacher Wen: “?”

Teacher Wen: “!”