Chapter 78 He was not interested in Chen Xiangxue

Ji Xuening withdrew his gaze from hers, reached out his rough hand and covered her forehead, a gentle smile appearing on his cool and rugged face: "The fever is gone, you're all better."

Wang Yuqing remained motionless, feeling a warm, itchy sensation on her forehead. A few inexplicable flutters and slight tremors ran through her heart. This feeling was very comfortable and wonderful.

"I'll go get you a glass of hot water."

Ji Xuening withdrew her hand and turned to pour water.

Wang Yuqing snapped out of her reverie and thought of Chen Xiangxue again, her heart sinking once more.

If Ji Xuening never liked Chen Xiangxue, then why did the two of them become husband and wife in the original owner's previous life? Was it simply because Chen Xiangxue exposed Liu Huo's affair with Wang Yuyan? Or was it also because Chen Xiangxue was kind to Grandma Ji and the three children?

Or perhaps, Ji Xuening will later develop feelings for her?

Wang Yuqing looked thoughtfully at the bedding that belonged to Ji Xuening on her body. Even if what Ji Xuening said was true, they would still meet. Should she give up her place then?

Or, be a little selfish and domineering, and become a stumbling block to their future love.

Hmm, that seems pretty unethical, doesn't it? They were a married couple in their previous life.

Wang Yuqing felt a slightly spicy and bitter taste in her heart. Just then, Ji Xuening brought over a vat of hot water. He seemed very careful and even blew on it carefully: "It's not hot, come and drink."

Although he's a bit rough around the edges, he's very gentle at heart, and she's a little reluctant to part with such a good man.

She took the enamel mug, her eyes dark and deep as she looked at him: "I want to ask you a question. If Chen Xiangxue came here, or if you met her somewhere else, would you fall in love with her?"

The word "love" is a bit too explicit these days.

Ji Xuening was stunned for a moment and could not answer.

Wang Yuqing asked in a different way: "What I mean is, if she suddenly appeared in front of you, between me and her, who would you choose?"

Why are you asking this?

Ji Xuening was a little confused.

Wang Yuqing looked up at him and said, "Hurry up and answer who you choose. If you choose her, I will know better and won't pester you. I will definitely give her your place as your wife."

"To tell you the truth, I followed you home to escape my home, which was infested with wolves and tigers."

"And you brought me home to fulfill your grandfather's last wish. So, to put it bluntly, our marriage is a bit like an arranged marriage. There's no affection between us. We're just living together. If that Chen Xiangxue comes, I have no interest in taking what belongs to others. I'll give it back to her."

"But please don't send me away. I want to ask you, do you need a god-sister? Why don't you take me in as your god-sister?"

She assured him, "Don't worry, I'll be her sister-in-law from now on. I'll definitely get along well with her and do what a sister-in-law should do."

As Ji Xuening listened to her nonsense, especially the sentence, "Our marriage is somewhat like an arranged one, we have no feelings for each other, we're just living together," a chill ran through him. He said in a cold, hard voice, "Do you really want to sever ties with me?"

Wang Yuqing was visibly taken aback.

For the first time, Ji Xuening stared directly at her, his gaze deep and unfathomable: "You despise me? You really want to set me up with Comrade Chen Xiangxue, is that it?"

Wang Yuqing: "..." Wasn't that what he meant just now? What kind of thought process does this person have?

She coughed lightly: "I didn't look down on you, nor did I mean to set you up with her. I was just giving an example: if she appeared in front of you, and you fell in love with her..."

"impossible!"

He threw out those three words without hesitation.

"Although we're not legally married, you're already my wife. How could I possibly have feelings for her? Even without you, I wouldn't have any thoughts about her."

Wang Yuqing stared blankly at his earnest and sincere face, even his features were now as hard as a sculpture.

Is this a confession of love?

Is this something you're doing for yourself?

She felt a sweet warmth in her heart and couldn't help but smile. She tilted her head and looked at him, saying, "Why are you so excited? I was just asking casually."

Ji Xuening felt a surge of agitation. She was annoyed with herself, yet the other woman could say such things so easily and even laugh.

I have this urge to pin her down on the bed...

He suppressed his inner impulse and calmed down, but his tone was still a little annoyed: "You still want to be my god-sister?" How could she say such a thing?

Wang Yuqing wasn't embarrassed at all. She asked again to be sure, "If she showed up, would you really not be interested in her? What if she's very elegant and beautiful, gentle and virtuous, after all, she's from a performing arts troupe?"

"Won't!"

His calmed heart was stirred up again.

Wang Yuqing stopped asking. Her purpose in asking was simply to find out his thoughts so she could tactfully make room for him. But now, it felt as if there was a calming force in her heart, making her feel particularly at ease.

However, even though Ji Xuening said that, she still had some concerns. After all, the person hadn't appeared yet, and what if his thoughts changed after she did? She was, after all, his destined wife.

Of course, it's also possible that my appearance disrupted the order of everything?

She shook her head violently, forcing herself not to think about it so much. The matter hadn't happened yet, she'd deal with it later. She couldn't let herself get consumed by internal turmoil; she had to eat and drink what she needed to eat!

I'm hungry.

She said it out loud.

Ji Xuening thought the person in front of her had a very unconventional way of thinking, but she still honestly said, "There's corn porridge and flatbread in the pot, I'll get them for you."

After saying that, he seemed to remember something, and his features softened considerably: "We're having wild boar meat tonight. You've been living with us for so many years, and you've never had any meat."

Wang Yuqing, recalling the wild boar he had killed all by himself, asked, "You slaughtered it?"

Ji Xuening nodded: "Mm."

Wang Yuqing then asked, "Does this wild boar belong to you personally, or to the production team?"

Ji Xuening replied: "It belongs to individuals. Wild boars on the mountain are a plague, eating the production team's crops everywhere. The secretary said that whoever catches one gets to keep it and will be rewarded with two work points."

Wang Yuqing thought this was a good idea and thought to herself, "We can sell it. It will fetch a lot of money. People don't eat meat on weekdays. They all wait until the end of the year when the brigade slaughters pigs and each household gets a small share. There are so many mouths to feed in each household, it's not enough. There will definitely be a lot of people who want to buy wild boar meat. We don't even need to go to the market to buy it."

"Give."

He pulled a thick wad of cash from his two pockets.

Wang Yuqing's eyes lit up. She had never been so excited when she saw a large stack of hundred-yuan bills before. She quickly took the bills with both hands and counted them one cent, one dimes, and one yuan at a time. Finally, she exclaimed excitedly, "It's exactly seventy yuan in total? My goodness!"

She asked again, "Did you already slaughter and sell that wild boar?"

Ji Xuening nodded: "Sold, sold to the members of the brigade, but sold cheaply at 50 cents a pound."

After saying that, he added, "This wild boar weighs over 150 jin. I gave 2 jin of meat to Aunt Chen, Aunt Lei, Old Man Li, and Sister Tang, and didn't ask for any money. Consider it repayment for their oil expenses. I kept about 10 jin left and sold the rest to everyone. It wasn't enough to sell."

Wang Yuqing had to admit that the man in front of her, though rough and honest, was actually thoughtful and considerate, unlike many men who were careless and believed that men should be responsible for external affairs and women for internal affairs, and never helped their wives with household chores, let alone offered any help.