C214

Chapter 214 - Jealousy

Sun Yufei's roar, or even her cursing, instantly disappeared and returned me to a quiet world.

I simply tidied up the house. Ever since I came back from my recovery, the housekeeper and the rest seemed to have disappeared. However, I knew that they were still here. They only appeared when we were not around and cleaned up the house.

No one would go in except me and the gentle bedroom.

And the study.

When I received the slow call, I had just brought out the ingredients needed for lunch and was ready to go all out.

"Hello, hubby, are you not coming back at noon?" I was a little worried. All of the ingredients were chosen based on my gentle taste. If they weren't brought back, they would lose their original meaning.

At the other end of the line, the voice was soft and deep, like a beautiful cello.

"Wifey, I'm not eating lunch at home today. Go to Mom and Dad's place. Pack up your things, I'll come back later to pick you up."

Grandma and father-in-law?

My heart slightly trembled and my body also trembled. Towards that place, I felt a fear that came from my soul. It seemed that every time I went there, it would be the end of every defeat, except the first time I went there.

However, I already said it slowly, and I didn't want to reject him, so I solemnly agreed.

"Lin Xiang? Are you not feeling well? "

The gentle worry gave me some strength. "It's nothing, I'm just a little hungry. You have to go home and pick me up."

I heard a soft chuckle on the other end of the line. Maybe it was my words that amused him.

"Then I'll wait for you. I'm hanging up."

After hanging up the phone, I fell into the sofa and gradually sank into it. My heart felt a little cold, but my body felt warmer and warmer.

I didn't know why, but I had a bad premonition. My sixth sense reminded me that this trip to my grandma's house was likely to be a fierce battle.

I didn't expect that this time, I would face a fierce battle.

I returned slowly, faster than usual, and almost immediately after I closed my eyes and fell asleep, I entered the house slowly.

"Wife, wake up. Let's go."

"Ah?" "So fast?" I rubbed my eyes. I couldn't tell if it was a dream or a reality, or if it was, I didn't want to.

As we walked side by side, I got on the car. I was still a little lost and fearful. We were about to reach the Bo Family.

"Wife, here we are." The gentle voice startled me. So fast? Just like that?

After getting off the car, I followed slowly behind him. My footsteps unconsciously slowed down. My heart was filled with rejection, making it impossible for me to continue forward.

"Let's go." Looking at how slowly I held my hand, my heart actually calmed down. It was as if everything wasn't too hard to face.

When I slowly arrived, from the servants by the door to my in-laws, they didn't seem surprised at all. They calmly greeted us and told us to have a meal in the living room for a while. After a while, a customer came and started eating.

My body relaxed a lot. As for my mother-in-law, ever since I entered the kitchen with her, she went to the kitchen. It seemed like the person who cooked the food wasn't me.

Because Grandma never understood me, let alone cook for me.

Very quickly, I found out who the guest who made my mother-in-law cook specially was.

Zhang Mancha.

When the mother-in-law saw Zhang Mancha, she kissed him even more than if she were her own son. She gave Zhang Mancha a big hug, then poured him her favorite juice and took her snacks before continuing her work in the kitchen.

I could feel that Grandma really liked Zhang Mancha from the bottom of her heart. Even if she knew Zhang Mancha's personality, it couldn't stop her from loving him.

In her eyes, Zhang Mancha was the best, the most perfect.

He knows how to coax his granny to be happy, but he's not like me. He doesn't know how to say anything, and might even say something wrong if he's not careful.

Actually, it's not that I don't know how to speak nice words or speak pretty words, it's just that I'm too lazy to say them.

Rather than wasting my time on these meaningless things, I might as well hone my acting skills.

Or rather, it's because I work.

In the play, I am an actor, almost all day to play someone else, can't be the real self, if I continue to be like this, what meaning is there?

What meaning could there be in my life?

He had never been himself.

"Lin Xiang, what do you want to drink? I'll help you pour it. " Zhang Mancha held the cup in her hand and leaned towards me a little, or it could be said to be a little closer to being gentle.

I shook my head. "No need. I'm not thirsty."

Just as I finished speaking, Zhang Mancha turned her head to look at him with a gentle expression, and said with a slightly embarrassed and deep voice, "Slow, what do you want to drink? I remember that you also wanted to drink this fruit juice. Let me give you my cup, I'll go pour it again. "

Juice?

Do you like to drink fruit juice?

As far as I can remember, it was coffee, milk or boiled water, red wine, and fruit juice. I had neither touched it, nor touched it.

I stared at it, tense.

I'm afraid, take it gently.

"No need, I don't drink fruit juice." After speaking gently, he suddenly pulled me into his embrace and locked his ten fingers with me.

In that instant, I saw in Zhang Mancha's eyes the same as in Sun Yufei's, no, it should be said that Zhang Mancha's eyes were even more discerning than me.

After slowly giving me strength, I leaned on gently in my embrace, causing Zhang Mancha's gaze to be completely ignored by me.

Just like that, it was enough.

Just that, even though I didn't want to speak with him slowly, that doesn't mean that Zhang Mancha, who was at the side, would calm down.

"Do you not like to drink fruit juice these years? "I didn't know you had changed your habits. In the past, when I was drinking, you would always drink something that you weren't allowed to drink."

I clearly understand the meaning behind her words, but, in the bottom of my heart, I still could not completely believe that someone who had been gentle and gentle had truly let go of Zhang Mancha. After all, she was a girl who accompanied him throughout his entire youth.

I'm not confident, and it could even be said that I don't have the confidence to defeat Zhang Mancha at all. Even if I have to say that I'm being gentle now, but she's still being nice to me in front of Zhang Mancha.

However, when I think about the injuries I received to Zhang Mancha again and again, the confidence I built up just now instantly crumbled as if I didn't have a proper foundation.

The stiffness in my body was a good expression of my current state of mind.

Her gentle hand patted my back, and didn't continue to answer Zhang Mancha's question, as though she didn't hear it.

Maybe because he felt her gentle attitude, Zhang Mancha's expression became a little stiff.

"I'll go help auntie cook. You guys sit first." With that, Zhang Mancha got up and went into the kitchen, but at the last moment before she left, she still turned around to take a glance, her eyes revealing a laughable look of anticipation.

It was as if she wanted to be gentle and follow him.

I didn't think it was funny, but I was also determined to be gentle and probably wouldn't leave. After all, I was good at being gentle, so logically speaking, he wouldn't be that cruel to me, right?

And just now, he was just gently protecting me.

Since he had already defended me, how could he possibly leave me for someone else?

I still had that kind of confidence, but very quickly, I felt as if I had been slapped in the face.

"Wifey, sit here for a while." Slowly withdrawing his hand, he stood up and walked towards Zhang Mancha, and the two walked side by side towards the kitchen.

At that moment, I really wanted to stand up and join in.

However, when I saw Zhang Mancha reaching out to grab hold of that gentle hand but wasn't able to pull it back, I no longer had the strength and courage to stand up.

How can this be? He was clearly protecting me in a moment ago, but why did he suddenly turn around and warm another woman in the blink of an eye? Then, what exactly am I?