Xiang Jin remained silent.
"Ah Jin?" The voice on the other end changed slightly.
"No, it's nothing, I dialed the wrong number."
Xiang Jin was about to hang up the phone.
"Have you gone home?" Murong Xiao asked.
Xiang Jin paused, then looked over calmly: "I'm right across from you."
"I see you. Don't move." The Rolls-Royce made a U-turn and drove straight up to Xiang Jin. Xiang Jin opened the back door and got in.
The seat was still warm; Fang Xinman must have been sitting here just now.
In the center was a very exquisite gift box, half-open, revealing a black leather belt and a blue and white tie inside.
Xiang Jin's heart skipped a beat.
"This was... a gift from Miss Fang?" Xiang Jin stared at Murong Xiao with his dark eyes, his emotions unreadable.
Murong Xiao lowered his head and replied to the message: "Mm".
"It's really beautiful. Miss Fang has excellent taste." Xiang Jin silently closed the box and lowered her eyes.
Murong Xiao was slightly taken aback and looked up at her.
"What are you carrying?" The white tote bag in Xiang Jin's hand was too conspicuous and immediately caught his attention. Judging from its appearance, it looked like a man's item.
Xiang Jin hid the bag to the right, covering it completely with her knees: "It's nothing, I just bought some things for myself."
Murong Xiao didn't ask any more questions and continued processing the information with his head down.
He frowned slightly; the various colored, distorted data curves on the screen suggested it was something important.
By the time he finished his work, the car had already arrived at the Lakeside Villa.
Murong Xiao went to answer the phone, and Xiang Jin stopped Su Ming who was about to leave: "Didn't you say you'd be back tomorrow? Why are you back today?"
"Young Master finished his work ahead of schedule, so his schedule was also moved up. Isn't Madam very happy?" Su Ming asked meaningfully, half-jokingly.
Xiang Jin smiled: "Miss Fang should be even happier."
"Miss Fang?" Su Ming was slightly taken aback. "What's she so happy about? Hasn't she been abroad with the young master all this time?"
"Have they always been together?" Xiang Jin looked up.
Su Ming was stunned.
"Madam, it's not what you think. Actually, it's not like that at all—"
"You don't need to explain anything. What does his business have to do with me?" Xiang Jin said coldly, then walked straight into the living room, leaving Su Ming standing there dumbfounded.
"Madam, I made some flower cakes, would you like to try some?"
Aunt Yang came out with a smile, carrying a bowl of fresh flower cakes. Xiang Jin didn't even look at it and went straight upstairs.
"What's wrong, Madam?" Zhou Zhou asked hurriedly.
"I don't know. She was so excited about eating flower cakes yesterday, but after I finally made them, she doesn't want them anymore." Aunt Yang pondered for a moment. "Should I take them upstairs and ask?"
Zhou Zhou sighed.
"Never mind, let her calm down first, we'll talk about it later."
"good."
The two turned around and suddenly saw Murong Xiao not far away, which almost gave them a heart attack.
"What's wrong with Madam?"
"I don't know. She said she wanted to eat flower cakes, and they're ready now, but she seems to be in a bad mood—"
"Give me the cake," Murong Xiao said, taking the plate and turning to walk upstairs.
The first thing Xiang Jin did upon returning to his room was to throw the belt into the trash can.
"How stupid..."
She squatted in front of the trash can, staring at the brown leather belt inside, and her nose felt a little sore.
Why would she have such a wild idea, even sending a belt? She knows perfectly well that he has someone else in his heart, and even a stand-in can't compete with Fang Xinman. What kind of pipe dream is she having...?
"That's so stupid..."
Xiang Jin raised the corners of his mouth, but it was filled with bitterness.
She stood up and searched the room for scissors.
I searched everywhere but couldn't find it. Then I accidentally knocked over a glass on the table, and it fell to the ground and shattered.
Xiang Jin cried out in surprise.
"What happened?" Murong Xiao suddenly rushed in and quickly checked her whole body. Seeing that she hadn't broken a single skin, he relaxed a little.
"You're so clumsy, you even managed to break the cup while drinking water." He started scolding her again.
Xiang Jin struggled to break free from his grasp.
"You're right, I'm stupid. Don't worry about me, go find your smart Miss Fang!" Xiang Jin turned and walked towards the terrace. As she turned, she kicked a shard of glass and was immediately cut and bled.
"What are you doing!" Murong Xiao quickly grabbed her.
Xiang Jin stood still.
He picked her up and sat her down on the edge of the bed. Then he went to get the first-aid kit, cleaned her wounds, applied medicine, and bandaged them.
His expression was fierce, but his movements were gentle.
It was like handling a work of art, being careful and gentle, as if afraid of hurting her.
Xiang Jin felt a little bittersweet.
When Fang Xinman was injured, he took such good care of her, perhaps even more so, maybe even more so, since that stand-in was more valuable.
Xiang Jin tried to pull her foot back: "This little wound is nothing for you to worry about, Master Xiao. I can take care of it myself. You can leave now."
Murong Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"When did you become so petty? I called you stupid, and you got this angry." He gripped her foot tightly, giving her no room to struggle.
Xiang Jin's face fell.
"Yes, I am stingy, I am stupid, I am no good at anything, and I am not as good at pleasing you as Miss Fang. Then go find her, what are you doing here with me!"
The kitten suddenly became fierce.
Her eyes were red-rimmed, and her lips trembled slightly. She turned her head away, not wanting Murong Xiao to see.
"Xiang Jin".
His voice was clear, and he looked at her intently: "If I didn't know you didn't love me, I would have thought you were jealous."
Xiang Jin's back stiffened.
She gripped the pillow tightly, trying to calm herself down.
"How could I dare to be jealous of Miss Fang? Mr. Xiao, you'd better not make wild guesses." She pointed to the door. "I need to rest now. Please leave."
Murong Xiao did not move.
"What's this?" My gaze shifted and I suddenly noticed the tote bag in the trash can.
She was still carrying it when she came back, how come—
Murong Xiao paused for a moment, then took the bag out of the trash can.
Xiang Jin tried to stop it, but it was too late.
The bag had been opened, the gift box had been taken out, revealing a brown leather belt inside.
"Who is this for?" His sharp eyes narrowed, and his oppressive aura pressed down on Xiang Jin.
Xiang Jin panicked and said stiffly, "It's from my colleague! It's definitely not for you, don't worry!"
rest assured?
Oh.
His wife is so considerate and understanding; she was afraid he would be cold, so she specially gave him a green hat (a symbol of infidelity).
Murong Xiao's lips were cold, and his dangerous aura was almost impossible to suppress: "Very good. Tell me his name, and I'll go and pay him a visit right now."
Xiang Jin: "..."
How could she possibly say that!
“Speak!” he roared.
Xiang Jin trembled, lowered her head, and dared not speak.
"You won't talk, huh? Fine." He said coldly, taking out his phone and making a call.
"Miss Bai, this is Murong Xiao." He dialed Bai Ningshuang's number.
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