Chapter 69.2 — The Love Rival Attacks
Su Yanyi raised an eyebrow. Whether or not she genuinely liked Qin Jiran was her own business, and she felt that the answer should only be told to the man in question.
“Is there a point to asking this?” She didn’t want to answer, so she didn’t. But who would’ve thought that Bai Qing would fail to notice her refusal and nod? And very enthusiastically, at that.
She furrowed her eyebrows. There might be no reason to like someone, but there was always a reason to not like someone, like this man in front of her. He was preaching to deaf ears and failing to realize it. It would be strange if she liked a man like him.
A hint of distaste appeared in her eyes. Did going abroad render him stupid? Then if she ever had children, she would have to make sure to not let them go abroad.
Ah, but why was she thinking about children? She must’ve been affected by the others.
“He’s a very good man.” At least, he’s better than you. She left that part unspoken, but the implication was clear.
But once again, Bai Qing failed to notice.
“What part of him is good?” he inquired reluctantly. Su Yanyi wondered if there was something wrong with him and took a step back. Who knew if his illness was contagious?
“He’s good in every way.” Except for being a bit dense sometimes, he really was good in every way.
Bai Qing looked like he had been choked.
“Better than me in every way?”
“Of course!”
She gave him a deep look and thought that he had to be seriously ill to ask that kind of question after years of not seeing her. One was a friend, and the other was her husband—obviously, she would pick her husband!
Finally, his expression turned ugly. He shifted his attention Qin Jiran only to find him chatting happily with the people around him, seemingly unbothered by Su Yanyi’s absence.
“Doesn’t he care that you’re talking to me?” he asked, directing her attention to Qin Jiran too.
“Why would he?” She looked at Bai Qing weirdly. Although this friend of hers seemed a bit off today, he was still just a friend, and what could go wrong with talking to a friend? Why would Qin Jiran care? She wasn’t going to get lost.
“You’re with another man, but he doesn’t feel jealous, which means he doesn’t care about you very much,” Bai Qing explained very seriously. He actually wasn’t trying to cause trouble, as he was expressing what he truly thought.
If he were Yanyi’s husband, he would always keep a close eye on her, place her as his number one priority, and stop any man from approaching her. To him, that was how a man in love should act.
Qin Jiran, on the other hand, seemed to care only about himself. He had not spared Su Yanyi a single glance and even ignored a love rival. Certainly, he was not in love with Su Yanyi.
Bai Qing felt that even as a friend, it was difficult for him to approve of Qin Jiran. Su Yanyi deserved better —at least, better than him— and he did not think that Qin Jiran, an actor, was any better than him.
Dumbfounded, she stared at him.
“Did you forget to take your medicine today? Su Yanyi asked uncertainly.
If Qin Jiran got jealous every time she spoke to another man, then wouldn’t he have drowned in the vinegar pot already? She preferred a man who was cultured and reasonable over an easily jealous one. In her opinion, Qin Jiran’s attitude was a manifestation of trust.
Although his expression darkened a little, Bai Qing answered just as seriously as before, “I’m not sick, I don’t need to take medicine.”
Hearing this, Su Yanyi couldn’t help but sneer.
“There are cultural differences between here and overseas. If you can, you should go see a doctor.” She didn’t regard her words as sarcasm because she believed that she was just telling the truth.
This time, Bai Qing was not so stupid as to miss her meaning. His eyes darkened, but he still refused to give up. “If you are genuinely happy, then I’ll give up, but Qin Jiran is just an actor. He’s not suitable for you.”
“I don’t think love has anything to do with career.” Aware that her EQ was a little low, she had done some research on love. Therefore, she was able to say something like this. Of course, it would be better if her EQ was this high around Qin Jiran too.
“But the Su family is not an ordinary family, it’s only right that you should marry someone of equal status!”
Then since your mentality is off, it’s only right that you marry someone who’s the same! She thought but didn’t say. After all, only fools would try to reason with someone who was mentally ill, and she wasn’t a fool.
Instead, she said, “Bai Qing, I think it’s time we end this conversation. I know best whether or not he’s good to me, and whether or not he’s suitable for me.”
Bai Qing could be considered a friend, but that was it. A friend had no right to interfere in her love life.
Actually, she knew that Bai Qing was unhappy because he had lost to Qin Jiran. But her feelings for Qin Jiran had been shaped by the experiences from both her past life and present life, from life to death, and death to life, making them impossibly unique.
“Yes. You are willing to be with him, just as you were not willing to be with me. It has always been your own choice.” Bai Qing wasn’t stupid, but he couldn’t help but feel disappointed and depressed. He just wanted to know why the woman he liked didn’t like him back. He wanted to know how the man Su Yanyi liked was better than him.
“Yes—my own choice,” Su Yanyi carefully repeated. Her own choice, not to be affected by the opinions of others.
“Then are you happy with him?” he asked.
Happiness? What is happiness? She thought about it.
Living with Qin Jiran made her feel warm. There wasn’t much excitement or dramatic ups and downs, and life was calm… but not in a bad way.
Qin Jiran was a dense man, and his usual coldness would often melt in front of her. His careless smiles always filled her with warmth, and for some reason, she liked to tease him and make him speechless.
Everything that came to mind was a trifle. She thought of his exemplary skill in the kitchen, the times he helped her wipe her hair, and his flustered expression whenever she teased him. A life like this was simple, but it was… happy, yes.
“Of course,” she concluded. Yes, she was happy. She had married a man who loved her deeply, a man who would not only never abandon her, but also always take care of her. If that wasn’t happiness, then what was?
This realization adorned her face with a small smile, and it was this smile that made Bai Qing stop asking.
Words could deceive people, but smiles were different. In her smile, at least, he saw genuine happiness.
At last, he was battered out of his senses, and Su Yanyi walked back to Qin Jiran’s side. He turned to look at her, his eyes soft and so warm that it enveloped her.
