Chapter 138 I'm Not Your Wife
"Ah!?" I lowered my head in embarrassment.
I didn't expect he had such a hard life in the past.
After he sat down, I couldn't suppress my surprise and asked, "Why didn't you tell me that you were still working here to earn money?"
Jiang Yichen smiled slightly, with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes: "Have you ever cared about me before?"
His question left me speechless for a moment. Indeed, during our marriage, I never really cared about his life, his work, his joys and sorrows.
I was silent for a moment, feeling mixed emotions.
At this time, the proprietress finished her work and came over to greet with a smile on her face: "Yichen, long time no see! This is the wife you always mentioned, right? You finally brought her here today!"
I was shocked and subconsciously thought that they were talking about Lin Nan. I hurriedly tried to explain that I was not Jiang Yichen’s wife.
After all, I was divorced from him.
However, Jiang Yichen took the lead and said in his steady and powerful voice: "Yes, boss lady, this is my wife. I brought her here today to taste your cooking skills."
His tone was filled with unquestionable firmness, which made me unable to refute for a moment.
I looked at him helplessly, secretly complaining in my heart: When did this man become so domineering?
Hearing this, the lady boss smiled even brighter: "Great, great! We must try it today! Come on, come on, sit down first, the food will be here soon!"
Having said that, the proprietress turned around and went back to work.
I glared at Jiang Yichen and complained in a low voice: "Why are you talking nonsense? I'm not your wife!"
Jiang Yichen just smiled slightly, as if he didn't care about my complaints at all: "Not now, maybe in the future."
There was a hint of playfulness and provocation in his words, which left me speechless for a moment.
The boss took advantage of the fact that there were few people around and came over to chat with Jiang Yichen, but he was talking to me.
"This kid came to work for me for the first time. I didn't dare to hire him because he was so skinny, but he insisted. I thought his family was not well off, so I took him in as a part-time worker."
As he spoke, the boss opened a bottle of beer. I quickly stopped him, "Uncle Li, he has a stomachache today, so he can't drink. Don't put chili in the skewers."
I was so surprised that I almost forgot about it and felt a little regretful.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Li's eyes wandered between the two of us, and he smiled and joked: "Yichen, you always say that your wife doesn't care about you, but I think she cares too much about you!"
Then he looked at me and said with a smile: "Don't worry, girl, this is for me to drink, not for him."
After he said that, I didn’t dare to speak anymore and almost buried my head in the ground.
"Old man, why don't you come to work quickly? You are lazy again. Come and get the skewers."
Just as the boss was about to say something, the boss's wife roared. He smiled and said, "Here I am. My tigress is going crazy again. I'll go over first and we can talk later."
I nodded slightly.
The boss left in a hurry and quickly brought a plate of skewers. Jiang Yichen skillfully fiddled with the tableware. While picking up food for me, he asked me with concern, "Are you used to the taste here?"
I'm not really used to it, but it doesn't taste bad. I was afraid Jiang Yichen would think too much, so I told him, "I'll get used to it."
It was a harmonious atmosphere.
Jiang Yichen suddenly changed the subject and said to himself, "That's right. I'm not a rich lady anymore. What's there to be uncomfortable with?"
This sentence, like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguished the warmth in my heart.
I was stunned, looking at Jiang Yichen's familiar yet unfamiliar face, feeling mixed emotions.
I realized that the feeling I had just had might just be a misunderstanding.
Although Jiang Yichen's words seemed unintentional, they deeply hurt my self-esteem.
I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.
I looked at Jiang Yichen, with a hint of disappointment and helplessness in my eyes: "Jiang Yichen, do you think it's funny to talk like this? Do you feel particularly satisfied when you see me make a fool of myself?"
I had almost finished eating, and seeing that his stomach seemed to be fine, I put down my chopsticks and walked out.
Jiang Yichen caught up with me from behind, grabbed my wrist, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"
I shook off his hand and asked disappointedly, "Do you think I'm making a scene no matter what I do?"
"Jiang Yichen, I have already paid the price for my past actions. Isn't that enough? Do I have to remind you and humiliate me again and again?"
A trace of panic flashed across Jiang Yichen's face, but unfortunately I was in no mood to explore his thoughts.
After a long while, Jiang Yichen said, "I'll take you back."
After I heard what he said, a hint of sarcasm crossed my lips. What was I expecting? Was I expecting him to apologize to me?
I am absolutely crazy.
Finally, with Jiang Yichen's insistence, he sent me back.
It was late at night, the street lights were dim, and I watched our shadows lengthen under the street lights, yet there seemed to be an insurmountable distance between us.
When I arrived downstairs of my house, I was about to turn around and go upstairs.
Jiang Yichen suddenly spoke up, his voice full of unquestionable determination: "Starting tomorrow, don't go to shoot that commercial. I'll replace you."
What?
When I heard that, I paused and looked back at Jiang Yichen in surprise.
I don't understand why Jiang Yichen suddenly made such a decision.
I tried to argue: "Why? I really want to do this commercial."
He didn't answer, but I guessed.
My brows furrowed, a hint of doubt flashed in my eyes, and I asked, "Is it because of Zhao Ning?"
I was speechless. I didn't expect Jiang Yichen's thoughts to jump in this direction.
But I still patiently explained: "No, Jiang Yichen, don't let your imagination run wild. I just feel that I can't be a host for the rest of my life, I have to think of other ways out. Filming commercials is a good try for me."
My words were full of sincerity and determination. I thought Jiang Yichen would understand my thoughts and at least consider my suggestions.
However, Jiang Yichen's answer was as cold as a gust of wind, and he rejected her coldly: "No."
My patience was finally exhausted, and I looked at Jiang Yichen angrily: "Then tell me, why is it good for you to be a host all the time? Do you like to trap me in your world so much?"
Jiang Yichen was speechless after hearing my question. Maybe he really hadn't thought about this question.
I looked at Jiang Yichen's silence and felt even more disappointed.
I was too lazy to continue arguing with Jiang Yichen, so I just stated my position coldly: "I have decided, I will shoot this commercial. If you really want to change someone, it's up to you."
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