The man scoffed coldly, his face grim, and remained silent.
She had said before that she didn't like Murong Xiao, and even in this situation, she was still eager to distance herself from him.
So, that's how much she dislikes him.
The man's face darkened further.
Sensing that the air pressure was off, Xiang Jin became a little nervous and could only silently bury her head in her food. Perhaps she ate too fast, because she accidentally choked on the cake.
"Can't you slow down? No one's going to take it from you." Murong Xiao quickly reached out to pat her back, while having a waiter bring her a drink.
After drinking the beverage, Xiang Jin felt instantly relieved and accidentally let out a burp.
Oh no, this is embarrassing.
Why does she always look so pathetic in front of him? It's so frustrating.
Xiang Jin blushed slightly, covered her mouth, and wrote "Sorry" while keeping her head down.
She paused halfway through handing over the note.
Murong Xiao has a mole on his right ankle, and Feng Jianian also has a mole in the same spot! They're exactly the same size!
What a coincidence.
"What are you staring at?" He frowned slightly when he saw her staring at his hand for a long time without coming back to her senses.
“It’s nothing. My husband also has a mole on his right ankle. What a coincidence.” She wrote it down casually, but Murong Xiao, who was looking at the note, narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Didn't you say it was just about living life? Yet you always remember him." The man's tone was strange, sounding both angry and happy at the same time.
Xiang Jinmo.
Actually, there was someone she remembered even longer. She spent ten years liking and secretly loving him, but he knew nothing about it.
They seemed to have run out of things to talk about. She had eaten, pleaded, and paid back the money; it was time for her to go home.
"Thank you for your hospitality, goodbye." She handed him the note and got up to walk towards the door.
Xiang Jin came by bicycle, and he will return by bicycle as well.
Perhaps because she felt relieved after paying off her debts, she was in a good mood. She rode her bike while enjoying the night view and arrived home before she knew it.
The moment she stepped inside, a Porsche pulled up a short distance away.
It followed silently behind Xiang Jin the whole way.
"Young Master, why don't you ask Madam to get in the car?" Su Ming asked his boss.
"Why should I let her get in the car? I have no intention of paying any attention to her. I'm going back to Haitang Bay." Murong Xiao leaned back arrogantly, but his gaze remained fixed on the bungalows.
Su Ming: "...Okay."
Inner monologue: Boss, you don't need to pretend in front of me, do you?
The news of your ruthless behavior at the banquet hall to protect your wife has spread far and wide. Don't you know that?
Last night he said something like "I'd be a pig to talk to her again," so why bother sending his wife a hundred miles away now?
Tsk tsk, does your face hurt?
Su Ming thought to himself silently, but on the surface he remained calm. He silently started the engine and headed towards the city.
……………………
That morning, Xiang Jin was moving goods in the warehouse when Zhang Xiaofu suddenly walked towards her.
"Xiang Jin, come with me to Guan Ming's house. No matter what, this matter concerns you, and you have to resolve it." Guan Ming's house is nearby, only half an hour round trip.
Xiang Jin gripped her chopsticks tightly: "I'm sorry."
It wasn't that she was unwilling to help, but rather that she didn't want any lingering ties. Since she was going to cut ties this time, she wanted to do it cleanly to avoid causing Guan Ming even greater harm.
"Ha, scholars really are all cold-blooded. He's always been so good to you, it's like he wasted his time." Zhang Xiaofu was genuinely angry, and her words were rather harsh.
Xiang Jin buried his head in his food and ate silently.
"If you won't go, I'll go myself!"
She untied her apron and walked out: "Xiang Jin, you better remember this day. One day, I will make you regret it."
"Ignore her." Xie Fangfang walked over and patted Xiang Jin's hand. "She's just a typical case of sour grapes. You have no obligation to help anyone, so why is she trying to morally blackmail you?"
Xiang Jin shook his head and smiled.
"Actually, I'm quite envious of her." There was an unused whiteboard in the warehouse, and for convenience, everyone placed it where Xiang Jin usually ate, so that she could write more easily.
"I envy her? What's there to envy about her?" Xie Fangfang said, puzzled.
"Perhaps it's because they have strong likes and dislikes."
She likes Guan Ming, so she likes him openly; she hates herself, so she hates herself openly. This kind of frankness is something not everyone can do.
For example, she can't do it.
"Sister Ding, the food is getting cold. Why don't you eat it before you go move it?" The two of them had almost finished their food, but Sister Ding was still busy running around. She had been quiet lately, as if she had something on her mind.
"It's okay, you guys eat, I'm not hungry," Sister Ding replied.
When it was time to leave work, Sister Ding was still delivering goods.
"Go back and rest first, come back tomorrow." Xiang Jin handed her a cup of hot water and wiped the sweat from her head.
Sister Ding smiled and said, "Thank you."
"Did something happen?" Xiang Jin asked, somewhat worried about her.
"It's nothing, you can go back now, I'm leaving soon too." Sister Ding seemed unwilling to say more and silently went back to the lounge to change her clothes.
In the evening, Xiang Jin made spicy fish.
Since getting married, she had hardly ever bought any meat; this was her first big meal in Fengjia Village.
Just as the fish was ready, Feng Jianian returned. She had added plenty of Sichuan peppercorns and chili peppers to the pot of fish, and the fresh and spicy aroma wafted everywhere, making people unconsciously swallow their saliva.
"Jianian, wash your hands and eat." She quickly made a sign and ran back to the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks.
Watching her busy figure, the man's lips curled into a slight smile.
Compared to how restrained and nervous she was at the Hansheng Hotel last night, he preferred her now. Her eyes were bright and sparkling, she was lively and energetic, and her whole being was full of vitality.
Um?
Why did he say he liked it?
He shook his head, dismissing the absurd thought. He simply enjoyed this game between the rich and the poor, the thrill of controlling people, and the warmth emanating from her. As for the person herself, how could he possibly like her?
He wouldn't like her if he didn't have all kinds of people.
While they were deep in thought, Xiang Jin had already prepared the bowls and chopsticks. Since there was no dining table at home, the two of them started eating at the coffee table while listening to the financial news on TV.
Xiang Jin handed him the fish head and kept the fish tail for herself.
Feng Jianian was stunned.
He stared silently at the fish head in the bowl, not touching it for a long time.
"What's wrong?" Noticing his unusual behavior, Xiang Jin put down her chopsticks.
"It's nothing. My parents always gave me the fish head before." When his adoptive parents were still alive, they would give him everything they thought was good without any conditions.
In their eyes, the fish head is the most valuable and best thing, so they always give him the fish head first when they eat.
It's been many years... no one has served him a fish head.
Xiang Jin smiled, her eyes filled with warmth: "From now on, I'll save the fish heads for you."
“Then Aqi must keep her word.”
"Yes, you promise."
The two buried themselves in their work, and before long, Xiang Jin's face turned red from the spiciness, and she drank four cups of water.
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