Chapter 85 Shopping at the Supermarket
Zhan Lintian gently kissed Jiang Xia's lips, then pulled her into his arms, every movement perfectly timed.
When Jiang Xia was about to get angry, he would step back slightly, his brows furrowed, revealing a dizzy and headache-like expression, clearly still recovering from the discomfort caused by the concussion.
When Jiang Xia became worried about him, he hugged her again and gently rocked her, first kissing the corner of her lips, and then gradually deepening the kiss...
He called it bold, but in reality it carried an undeniable forcefulness and a hint of coercion.
Jiang Xia couldn't make up his mind, so he came to help.
If we're really going to settle scores later, we can't blame Jiang Xia for his indecisiveness; he forced Jiang Xia to do it himself.
He pressed down on Jiang Xia's chin, deepening the kiss.
Jiang Xia suddenly opened her eyes wide. Her tongue was being teased and entangled by the man in front of her, and the wet, slippery touch completely disrupted her breathing rhythm.
The moment their lips parted, a thin, ambiguous strand of water was pulled out and fell between their lips.
Before Zhan Lintian withdrew his lips, his fingertips lightly brushed against Jiang Xia's palm.
He breathed softly, his forehead pressed against Jiang Xia's brow: "Jiang Xia, you won't hit me..."
Jiang Xia's pupils trembled, and she whispered in protest, "I... it's just because you're sick."
Zhan Lintian asked softly, "You're worried about me, aren't you?"
Jiang Xia lowered his eyes, coughed forcefully, and said awkwardly, "That sounds nauseating."
Mr. Zhan, mimicking his refined and literary tone, quipped in a hoarse voice, "Is it sickeningly sweet?"
He wrapped his arms around Jiang Xia's waist and asked him to change his position so that Jiang Xia could sit more comfortably in his lap.
Zhan Lintian lowered his head and rested it on Jiang Xia's shoulder, pressing down with his entire weight as if afraid he would run away.
Jiang Xia was firmly held down and couldn't turn around. The person behind him was like a droopy dog, his hair brushing against the back of his neck, causing his body to tremble slightly.
Seeing this, Zhan Lintian nuzzled against him even more affectionately.
Jiang Xia had never seen such a clingy person before. Being held so tightly made him feel like a delicious delicacy that he wanted to devour whole.
His voice trembled: "Let go first, uh."
Jiang Xia's eyes were a little red: "I'm not some kind of cure-all..."
Zhan Lintian whispered in his ear, his breath hot: "But you can make me happy, and that works better than any medicine."
As he spoke, he gently squeezed Jiang Xia's hand and chuckled softly.
Jiang Xia sighed helplessly: "You're being a scoundrel."
He reasoned with us very politely.
Zhan Lintian squeezed his hand again and said gently, "But you acquiesced."
Jiang Xia looked up at him.
Zhan Lintian murmured, "Silence is a form of agreement."
As soon as he finished speaking, the hand on Jiang Xia's waist suddenly tightened, gently turning his body.
As the scenery shifted and changed before his eyes, he realized that he was sitting sideways on the lap of the man in front of him.
Zhan Lintian nuzzled his face: "I know what you're thinking."
Zhan Lintian bluntly stated, "It's simply because you're afraid of dragging me down. But think about it, if I get entangled with you now, and then marry someone else in the future, wouldn't I be letting that person down?"
He cupped Jiang Xia's face in his hands, his gaze intense.
Jiang Xia pondered for a moment, then asked in return, "If you will get married in the future, it means that you and the other person are mutually in love. What happened today is over, so it can't be considered a betrayal?"
"But I used to like you." Zhan Lintian pressed on.
Jiang Xia frowned and said, "But that has nothing to do with you in the future."
Zhan Lintian tightened his arms and retorted face to face: "How can it not be a problem? I like you so much now, aren't you afraid that I'll rekindle my old feelings in the future, and while I'm still thinking about you, I'll marry someone else and delay that person's life?"
Jiang Xia hesitated for a long time before slowly saying, "If you really didn't care, you wouldn't even think about this issue now, nor would you be so open about it."
After all, Wu Ming serves as a cautionary tale...
Jiang Xia paused, looked up at Zhan Lintian, and saw that the man in front of her had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and his short hair made his bone structure look even stronger.
The other person's Adam's apple bobbed nervously as they awaited their reply...
Jiang Xia understood that even if he didn't say anything, President Zhan would never become the second Wu Ming...
His expression softened slightly: "You wouldn't. If you were really that kind of person, you wouldn't be still single at thirty."
Zhan Lintian raised an eyebrow. Was he praising his own strengths?
He couldn't resist kissing him again, the sound of the kiss being particularly loud.
Jiang Xia immediately reached out and covered his mouth.
Even with his mouth covered, Zhan Lintian still managed to mumble, "You said I'm a good person, I'm not a bad guy, so we..."
Jiang Xia's eyes twitched slightly upwards: "You said it yourself, whether I agree or not is only up to me."
Seeing that Jiang Xia had revealed the crux of the problem and that he could no longer win the argument, Zhan Lintian immediately facepalmed and gasped, "Hiss..."
"My head is starting to hurt again."
Jiang Xia hesitated, but it was clear to everyone that he was faking it.
Zhan Lintian went through all that trouble and said so much, only to be shut down by his own words.
If you can't win an argument, you pretend to be sick.
His voice was muffled: "Jiang Xia, I'm still dizzy. If I go home like this, Wenwen will be terribly worried."
Zhan Lintian hugged him tightly, sighing inwardly. The more Jiang Xia thought of him, the less he wanted to let go...
At the same time, he gripped Jiang Xia's fingertips, narrowed his eyes, and concealed a hint of determination...
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Using his injury as an excuse, Zhan Lintian stayed by Jiang Xia's side and received care.
He was discharged from the hospital on the afternoon of the car accident and shamelessly stayed at Jiangxia's house.
Jiang Xia will be going on a business trip next week, and he will rest at home for the two days before the trip.
For some reason, Wu Zhou, who is a workaholic, has stopped working overtime this week and is living at Jiangxia's house without any problem.
Previously, Wenwen lived in the second bedroom at home, which meant there weren't enough beds available, so the three of them had to squeeze into one bed.
But now Wenwen isn't here; there's the second bedroom, the master bedroom, and the sofa.
Jiang Xia used to read documents on the sofa, and when he got sleepy, he would just lie down on the sofa and sleep. He didn't find it too uncomfortable.
Moreover, compared to having Wu Zhou or Zhan Lintian sleep on the sofa, they are much taller and bigger than him, and it would probably be more uncomfortable for them.
Jiang Xia smiled and said, "I think the sofa is fine. You can each sleep on a bed..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wu Zhou put one arm around his waist and said, "He's injured, so he'll sleep in the second bedroom alone. We'll sleep in the master bedroom. That's fine."
He concluded by saying the suggestion was "very good," while Zhan Lintian, standing to the side, crossed his arms and looked quite displeased.
“I’m injured, so I can’t sleep well, and I need to hold someone to sleep…” Zhan Lintian said in a low voice.
Wu Zhou scoffed: "So, in your first thirty years, you must have cuddled quite a few people, right? You couldn't possibly have stayed up all night and then washed yourself clean, could you?"
Zhan Lintian tossed his hair speechlessly and clicked his tongue. This guy really knows how to talk.
He felt very relieved when Wu Zhou confronted Wu Ming, but now the boomerang has returned to his head. Zhan Lintian's lips curled up: "You're making things up about a problem that just appeared today. Is it my imagination or is it your normal behavior?"
Seeing them locked in a fierce confrontation, Jiang Xia quickly stood between them.
"Everyone, calm down." Jiang Xia opened his arms and forced a smile.
Normally, the two seem to get along very well, but when it comes to the potential loss of their interests, neither is willing to back down.
As expected of business people, although their relationship may not seem good or bad under normal circumstances, when it comes to matters of interest, neither of them is willing to back down.
Judging from this situation, if a fight breaks out, I won't be able to stop it.
Jiang Xia asked tentatively, "You're afraid of the cold and won't let me sleep in the living room; none of you want to sleep alone in the master bedroom or the second bedroom, so are the three of you going to squeeze into one bed...?"
"Good idea." Zhan Lintian interrupted Jiang Xia impatiently, turning what Jiang Xia was about to say as a question into a statement.
Jiang Xia sighed twice: "That's not what I meant."
Wu Zhou nodded beside him, lowered his voice, and moved closer to Jiang Xia: "It's getting late, go to sleep early."
Jiang Xia opened his eyes wide and exclaimed.
Before going to bed, Jiang Xia slipped on his slippers and went to the kitchen to get a drink of water.
He gulped down a glass of cold water, and only then did his body temperature drop a little.
Jiang Xia braced his hands on the stove, head down, looking helplessly at the ground.
He covered his face, his palm revealing an expression he didn't know how to convey.
In the bedroom, Zhan Lintian stood with his arms folded in front of his chest, leaning against the door and quietly watching Jiang Xia through the crack in the door.
He said softly, "Wu Zhou, I thought you would give up competing with me so that Jiang Xia wouldn't have to make a difficult decision."
Wu Zhou looked at him coldly: "Is this considered moral blackmail? Back then, you clearly helped me pursue Jiang Xia."
Zhan Lintian touched his nose: "Actually, when I first saw him, I really wanted to get to know him. Yinghua said that Wu Ming never introduced Jiangxia to his friends, and Wu Ming didn't have much money or resources. Nobody wanted to deal with Wu Ming's mess when he was drunk, but he drove a beat-up car after get off work and went to the unfamiliar port in the middle of the night to take care of people."
"If it's not love... then what could it be?"
Zhan Lintian's fingertips were itchy, and he had a slight urge to smoke.
Jiang Xia and Wu Ming have known each other for so long, it's impossible that a friend who keeps changing girlfriends would suddenly have a change of heart and a conscience that's more precious than gold.
Zhan Lintian whispered, "At that time, I didn't know you liked him."
He looked at Wu Zhou: "In the past few years, you were unwilling to forcefully intervene between Jiang Xia and Wu Ming because you didn't want to put Jiang Xia in a difficult position. Why are you unwilling to let go now?"
Wu Zhou's eyes were icy: "Because I used to see how Wu Ming loved Jiang Xia, just like Jiang Xia. From junior high to high school, he almost always had his heart set on Jiang Xia... That was Jiang Xia's obsession."
“But,” Wu Zhou changed the subject at this moment, “I can’t trust anyone now. Even feelings from my youth can change. Now I only trust myself.”
Zhan Lintian hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
Wu Zhou did not accuse anyone, but he could not refute what he said.
Zhan Lintian scoffed. Wasn't he the same way?
He looked towards the kitchen, where Jiang Xia was preparing ingredients for tomorrow morning's breakfast...
Zhan Lintian turned to Wu Zhou: "Why don't you pretend to give up and see if Jiang Xia is more sad or happy?"
Wu Zhou paused, then his gaze turned as cold as an ice cellar: "You can pretend to give up yourself, don't try to fool me."
Zhan Lintian thought to himself that he really hadn't gotten a single good point out of a single word.
Wu Zhou's ideas are almost flawless.
He'll eagerly do good things without needing to be reminded.
Zhan Lintian said, word by word, "You hesitated just now, so you wanted to test him. Right? Taking advantage of Jiang Xia's business trip, while Jiang Xia is away from Mengcheng, let him think we agree to his decision, and see his... reaction..."
After thinking it over, Zhan Lintian decided to play the villain himself.
"I will do this, don't mess it up."
Wu Zhou did not answer, which can be taken as tacit agreement.
At that moment, Jiang Xia was soaking the sweet potato noodles he was going to cook the next morning in a basin of water, wiping his hands clean, turning off the kitchen light, and heading to the bedroom.
Jiang Xia lay in the middle, somewhat at a loss.
As soon as I lay down, a hand on each side came up to me.
Jiang Xia silently closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down.
It's okay, um... it's okay.
Perhaps out of habit, Jiangxia slept quite well.
He didn't have to get up early for work the next day; he didn't wake up until eight o'clock and went from lying flat to lying on his side in Wu Zhou's arms.
When Zhan Lintian got up, he drew back the curtains, making the room brightly lit. It must have been covered in snow outside, as the view outside the window was incredibly bright.
Jiang Xiatou kept shrinking deeper into the blankets.
Wu Zhou woke up early and watched Jiang Xia, half asleep, burying her face in his chest, then shrinking down a little bit every now and then, like a cabbage being pulled down by a mole.
Jiang Xia buried his head completely under the covers, leaving only the top of his head exposed. Wu Zhou looked at the whorl on the top of Jiang Xia's head, and Jiang Xia suddenly poked his head out from under the covers.
With disheveled hair and wide eyes, the two of them stared at each other closely.
Wu Zhou gently tidied his messy hair: "Good morning, Jiang Xia."
Jiang Xia gave a dazed "hmm"...
Jiang Xia lay in bed for a while, then got up and cooked rice noodles.
Considering that Zhan Lintian was still a patient, he cooked a flavorful broth, poached an egg, and poured in milk.
After breakfast, Wu Zhou had to deal with work, but General Manager Zhan, who should have been resting at home, insisted on going downstairs to shop.
As soon as I went downstairs, I saw the ground covered in white snow. It had snowed heavily last night, but Jiang Xia was fast asleep and didn't hear the rustling sound of the snow falling.
The snow wasn't deep, and Jiang Xia, wearing thick-soled snow boots, led the way.
Zhan Lintian insisted on moving over, and although he brought a lot of items, he still forgot about shoes, and was still wearing leather shoes.
The assistant didn't expect that Mr. Zhan, who usually travels indoors and always has a car with him when he goes outside, would actually go snowing with Jiang Xia.
And they enjoyed it.
Jiang Xia stomped down hard in front of him, and Zhan Lintian stepped on his footprint.
Jiang Xia looked back at Zhan Lintian from time to time. Seeing this scene, he thought of the mother duck in the book teaching her ducklings to walk.
The two walked towards the nearby supermarket, one after the other.
There weren't many people in the supermarket.
"What would you like to eat?" Jiang Xia asked him, taking out her phone and browsing online recipes.
Jiang Xia looked at it and said, "It would be best to eat more meat, eggs and dairy products."
Zhan Lintian nodded: "Okay."
He watched intently. Zhan Lintian took the trolley from him and followed behind him, putting whatever Jiang Xia asked for into the trolley.
Jiang Xia even remembers Wenwen and bought yogurt for the children.
Zhan Lintian looked at him, and Jiang Xia explained, "If you bring her to your house to play later, she'll have snacks. Children have their own food; she might not like adult food."
Zhan Lintian followed behind, saying, "I'll do whatever you say."
Jiang Xia stopped and asked, "Mr. Zhan, is there nothing you'd like to eat?"
Zhan Lintian didn't give a perfunctory answer. He thought about it seriously and picked up the steak: "Can I pan-fry a steak?"
"Sure, but I don't have a frying pan at home."
Zhan Lintian picked up the phone: "I'll have my assistant send over a frying pan."
The two of them walked around the supermarket three times to make sure they hadn't forgotten anything before they went to pay—using Jiangxia's card and supermarket membership.
Zhan Lintian carried the items to the supermarket entrance—the driver had received advance notice, parked the car at the supermarket entrance, and got out to greet him.
Just as General Manager Zhan finished handing over the items, he turned around and saw Jiang Xia redeeming points.
At the supermarket, you can exchange ten yuan for some points. Jiang Xia used up all the remaining points on his membership card and exchanged them for a green rabbit cup.
The cup is cute.
Jiang Xia said, "I forgot to prepare a separate water cup for Wenwen last time, but I remembered when I saw this cup on the shelf."
The sales assistant reminded him: "Sir, we have a recharge promotion recently. Recharge 1,000 yuan and you will receive 50 yuan as a bonus. The bonus amount can also be used to earn points normally."
Jiang Xia shook his head: "No need, we might not need it in the future."
Zhan Lintian pricked up his ears, becoming wary.
What do you mean by "we won't need it anymore"?
Is this a firm decision not to return to Montreal?
He stared blankly at Jiang Xia's retreating figure. No matter how much he and Wu Zhou tried to persuade him, was he still going to leave?
Zhan Lintian narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists, and stared intently at Jiang Xia's back like a hungry beast.
Then, he scoffed, wondering why Wu Ming was the one who encountered Jiang Xia first...
Wu Ming comes from a privileged family, is favored by his elders, and is surrounded by many friends.
It's a good thing Wu Zhou was patient; he didn't kill Wu Ming all these years.
A note from the author:
Wu Zhou used to dislike sleeping in late; what was so good about lying in bed?
later……
Morning.
Jiang Xia lay on top of him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and rubbed against him vigorously.
Wu Zhou called his name softly, following the time.
When Jiang Xia didn't want to get up, he would murmur softly.
"Let me sleep a little longer."
Mr. Wu didn't always indulge Jiang Xia. Most of the time, he would kiss Jiang Xia hard to teach him the consequences of sleeping in late.
Whether it's a good fruit in a positive sense or a bad one, we can't say for sure.
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I haven't written anything yet, but I'm still determined. I'll keep trying in this chapter.
Previously, Jiang Xia had a slender waist, and Wu Zhou discovered that by adjusting his posture, he could make faint marks appear on his belly.
He would move very gently and ask if Jiangxia was alright.
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