Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
He walked casually towards Xuxu, a faint smile playing around his mouth. “Why are you so surprised? Are you so doubtful of my kindness?”
Xuxu quickly shook her head. “I’m not doubting your kindness, I’m just surprised that you had the time.”
And it was so early in the morning.
If she didn’t go to the orphanage, she probably would have just woken up by now.
She peeked at the rising sun and suddenly realized that she had gotten lazier. Her biological clock had always worked well when she was younger. But now, she needed an alarm clock just to stop her from sleeping until noon.
She felt that after moving to the Yan’s mansion, she was somehow sleeping longer and the quality of her slumber had improved.
Jiang Zhuoheng raised his brows. “It’s Saturday today, so why wouldn’t I be free?”
Zhou Shuang got off the car and saw the two of them chatting away happily. She said reproachfully, “Are you two here to chat?”
In the midst of her sentence, she had reached them and was opening the car trunk with gusto. The trunk was filled with clothes and presents stuffed in various bags for the children.
She reached for two heavy bags and passed them to Jiang Zhuoheng. “There you go. Today we’ll leave all the heavy labor to you.”
The bags were filled to the brim with clothes, and she had struggled to carry them—Jiang Zhuoheng received the bags and hauled them away with ease.
“Naturally, I should contribute my strength when I’m with the ladies.”
He smiled lightly in a refined and gentlemanly manner.
“You are indeed promising, and someone worthy to be taught.” Zhou Shuang nodded, apparently pleased with him. Then she passed another bag to Xuxu.
Seeing this, Jiang Zhuoheng stopped her. “Leave it there—I’ll come back for the rest of the bags.”
He then hastily darted towards the orphanage.
Zhou Shuang’s hand hovered in mid-air as she watched Jiang Zhuoheng leave. She sighed ruefully and said, “Sigh, he’s such a good man. But why doesn’t he like me? Why does he like being tortured?”
“Are you sure it wouldn’t be torture for him if he started liking you?” Xuxu raised her eyebrows and pretended to be skeptical. She looked at Zhou Shuang and continued, “You’re so valiant and strong; a weaker guy would die at your hands from all the bullying.”
She sized up Zhou Shuang from top to toe with a meaningful glance.
Zhou Shuang noticed Xuxu’s gaze resting on her chest, and she hurriedly covered it with her arms. She glared resentfully at Xuxu as she frowned. “Hey Wen Xuxu, you have such evil thoughts!”
Xuxu retaliated by feigning innocence. “How am I evil? You’re the evil one.”
“Tsk. I don’t even have a man, and I’m a prim and proper maiden. Why would I have evil thoughts?” Zhou Shuang raised her eyebrows wickedly. “But you’re different… how far have you gone with Yan Rusheng?”
She didn’t bother to wait for Xuxu’s reply and carried on speculating. “You guys have been married for nearly three months, am I right? That guy might be arrogant and full of himself, but as long as he’s a normal man, he should have his desires. For instance, in the middle of the night…”
Xuxu furrowed her brows tightly as her expression darkened…
She really wanted to strangle this nonsense-spewing woman.
Zhou Shuang wisely stepped back but continued to tease Xuxu relentlessly, her mouth moving like a damaged tap that wouldn’t stop.
Jiang Zhuoheng heard Zhou Shuang from afar, and he paused in his tracks.
How far had they gone?
Actually, he already knew that it was impossible for him and Xuxu. He was mentally prepared to envision Yan Rusheng and Xuxu starting a family together.
He began to step forward… and every step seemed to tread on his own heart. It was heavy, sad, and painful.
