Chapter 80 I think you want to lose your husband.
With a carefree and unrestrained attitude, Lin Zaoyi didn't want to move at all. Her long hair was haphazardly draped over the pillow, and her eyes were glazed over. She took it off and threw it into the trash can, then turned her head back as if she had been electrocuted, shrinking herself into the thin blanket.
Thinking that she would sneak into the bathroom after he finished showering, she suddenly felt a lightness on her body. The blanket was gone, and her skin was completely exposed to the air. She had been caught up in her feelings earlier, but now her mind was clear. Being face to face with no cover, she couldn't stay calm.
Her face flushed, and her eyes welled up with tears. "What are you doing?"
Tan Zhaojing carried her to the bathroom, saying, "Let's take a shower."
She refused, her wet hair clinging to her cheeks as she shook her head frantically, "You're fine on your own."
He still carried her inside, saying, "You'll get used to it."
"..."
After rinsing with water, my whole body felt refreshed, but that feeling only lasted for a few minutes.
Once again.
Lin Zaoyi didn't know what time it was, but she was quite sleepy.
While she was asleep, her wrist was grabbed with a rather strong grip, and she winced in pain.
She opened her eyes groggily. The curtains weren't fully drawn, and by the light of the neon lights outside, she noticed that Tan Zhaojing's brow was covered in creases, and fine beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead.
Did you have a nightmare?
Is it because of my birthday?
She seems to have done something wrong...
Suddenly, I realized that I was no different from those self-righteous mothers, trying to change things under the guise of doing what's best for the child.
But the result will only be to further inflame emotions.
A wave of guilt washed over her, and Lin Zaoyi reached under his armpits and gently stroked his back.
Her breathing gradually evened out, and soon a hoarse voice reached her ears, "Did I wake you up?"
"Brother Zhaojing, I'm sorry..."
The apology was abrupt and unrelated, but Tan Zhaojing understood. He patted her head and said, "It has nothing to do with you. Even without you, I would still remember that cake."
He kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep."
Lin Zaoyi closed her eyes and remained in that sleeping position until dawn. When she woke up, it was already bright daylight. She grabbed her phone; it was almost midnight.
There was a brief moment of stunned silence.
I slept with him... just like that...
The bedroom door opened, and Tan Zhaojing approached with a water glass. She sat up, still wrapped in the blanket. "You didn't go to the company?"
My throat felt incredibly dry as soon as I opened my mouth.
He brought the cup to her lips. "I'm going."
After drinking half a glass of water, her throat felt much better. He gently sank into the bedside and leaned down to kiss her forehead. "It hurts."
It's better not to mention it, because it hurts and aches as soon as it's brought up.
She grumbled petulantly, "Don't you know you did it yourself?"
"Let me take a look."
"No!" Lin Zaoyi resisted with all her might.
"Listen to me, I'll just take a look."
It's embarrassing.
She struggled, but she was no match for his strength. She was completely naked, and he easily took control of her.
Helpless, she buried her face in the blanket, feeling the warm breath on her exposed ear. "It's alright, only slightly red and swollen, but..."
His hesitation prompted her to pull the blanket down a little and peek out with half her head to ask, "Just what?"
The man whispered two words passionately in her ear.
"...!!!"
Fortunately, there were things to cover the view.
She tucked her whole head in and curled her body into a shrimp shape.
But this man went too far. He ripped off her blanket and, not only that, he covered her face, forcing her to look at him.
Tan Zhaojing seemed quite fond of the girl's current appearance. He leaned down and kissed her face, which was flushed from the heat. "What if I said I really like her?"
The person beneath him didn't react quickly, blinking sluggishly, "What do you like?"
He chuckled softly.
Lin Zaoyi seemed to understand, her face flushing again, "Get out!"
The man didn't move. "Why are you going out?"
"...Then what are you doing here?"
He hooked his arm around her knee and whispered in her ear, "Don't you need my help?"
Lin Zaoyi was about to explode, "No, no, no!"
Three "no's" in a row.
Tan Zhaojing finally stopped teasing her and carried her to the bathroom, saying, "I'll get you some clothes."
The secretary chose the dress; it was a very standard dress, but the lingerie...
Lin Zaoyi didn't ask any more questions. After changing, she went to the restaurant, ate a bowl of red date soup, and her energy was restored a little.
Tan Zhaojing had a meeting in the afternoon and couldn't stay with her, so he left after lunch, telling her not to wander off and to wait for him to come back in the evening.
Lin Zaoyi refused; given his behavior last night, who knows if she'd have to leave again tonight.
Excessive indulgence in romantic love is harmful to the kidneys.
These are the words of our ancestors; we should heed them.
Just then, my mother called. It was Friday, and it was also the National Day holiday, so she was asked to come back to Xiyuan.
This is the first time I've agreed so readily.
Hiding in the Green County Mansion wouldn't be of much use, and as for Xi Garden, he couldn't very well enter her room under the patriarch's nose, could he?
Around six o'clock, Tan Zhaojing called, "Where are you?"
If he can ask that question, he's already home.
"Xi Garden".
There was a half-second silence on the phone. "On purpose?"
Lin Zaoyi chuckled as she leaned back on the sofa, "No, it's Friday, and Mom asked me to come back for the weekend."
Tan Zhaojing: "You're so clever."
He picked up the pre-packed food again, walked to the door, then turned back into the room and took out a box from the drawer.
When they arrived at Xiyuan Garden, only a sliver of the setting sun remained. Tan's father was slightly surprised to see his son. "Why did you decide to come back today?"
Tan Zhaojing handed the bag to the maid, saying, "I was just passing by."
Talking about father: ?
I passed by Thaksin, but I was still a bit skeptical about packing up the food.
She glanced at him a few times, "You..."
Before he could even ask his question, Jia Ni called out to him excitedly, "Dad, hurry up and serve dinner! I'm starving!"
He didn't bother to ask any more questions after that interruption, just said, "Let's eat."
Tan Jiani quickly walked to the restaurant and pulled Lin Zaoyi aside, saying, "From now on, I'm going to supervise you."
Lin Zaoyi let her have her way, but she did offer a suggestion: "You'd be more effective if you supervised your brother."
Tan Jiani bluntly replied, "I wouldn't dare."
Lin Zaoyi glared at her. "Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
Tan Jiani glared back defiantly, "You're easy to bully, my foot!"
"What are you two whispering about?" Mingxian glanced at the two girls. "Dinner's ready."
Upon closer inspection, she noticed her daughter's clothing. "Why the sudden change in style?"
Lin Zaoyi was speechless for half a second, then quickly thought, "I'm going to work at the radio station after the holiday, so I should think more maturely."
"We haven't gone yet."
"...Can't I experience it beforehand?"
“Aunt Ming,” Tan Zhaojing interjected, “the pigeon is quite good, you should try it.”
The topic was successfully shifted.
Lin Zaoyi saw her mother pick up a small piece and bring it to her mouth, saying, "Delicious."
Turning her head to the side, she said, "Zaoyi, you're in luck. Your brother Zhaojing packed up several dishes that you love to eat today."
Lin Zaoyi: "..."
She spent at least three seconds thinking about how to respond, and after thinking it over, she decided that a polite but insincere "Thank you, Brother Zhaojing" would be better.
The man gave a soft "hmm".
Tan Jiani couldn't help but sigh. She wasn't jealous; it was just a few dishes, nothing to be jealous of. But when would her brother finally wake up to reality?
Tonight, no, from now on, whenever she's around, I must keep a close eye on her.
Night fell.
Lin Zaoyi accompanied her mother for a walk and then returned to her room. As if she had timed it perfectly, Tan Zhaojing sent her a message as soon as she entered the room.
You choose: go upstairs or I'll come down.
At this point, I have no choice but to betray Tan Jiani: [You're being monitored by your sister.]
Tan Zhaojing: [When did you become afraid of her?]
Lin Zaoyi typed rapidly: 【Just now.】
She guessed that the person was speechless because she hadn't replied to the message.
I put down my phone, rummaged through the closet for my pajamas, and stepped into the bathroom with one foot already in my pocket when I heard a knock on the door.
Who is it that I have a premonition about?
Without asking, she simply opened the door, just a crack, not intending to let him in.
But if she really wanted to go for it, she couldn't stop her.
He slammed the door shut behind him, and she, still worried, locked it again. "Can't you just call me if you need anything?"
"I can't hug you over the phone."
"......"
Feeling a lightness in her hand, Tan Zhaojing casually tossed the pajamas she was holding onto the bed, then pulled her to sit down on the sofa. "How many days are you planning to stay here?"
She thought about the question carefully, "Seven days."
However, he was not satisfied. "I'll give you a chance to say it again."
She blinked. "Then six days?"
The man's voice was slightly deep, "Lin Zaoyi."
"I'm here."
Tan Zhaojing tucked a strand of hair that had fallen across her face behind her ear and gently massaged her earlobe. "I don't have much time to rest. I can only take three days off at most during this National Day holiday. Are you sure you want to waste it here?"
She thought for a moment, "You mean... take me out to play?"
Tan Zhaojing nodded. "Is there anywhere you'd like to go?"
have.
She had always wanted to go to the southern part of the city, and she had come across a video showing how beautiful the sycamore-lined avenues there were.
Before he could even speak, someone knocked on the door, and he sprang up as if electrocuted. "Who is it?"
"Me," came Tan Jiani's voice.
Fortunately, I'm not too scared.
He nudged Tan Zhaojing and said, "Find a place to hide."
The man remained motionless, saying, "What's there to be afraid of?"
"Are you going to hide or not? Otherwise, I won't go out with you."
Threatened to the point of helplessness.
Tan Zhaojing went to the bathroom.
Lin Zaoyi felt unsafe. "Are you nimble-fingered?"
Tan Zhaojing glanced at her and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Lin Zaoyi blinked, "Climbed from the balcony to Tan Jiani's room."
Tan Zhaojing: "...I think you want to lose your husband."
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