Jiang Xiyue’s eyes widened in disbelief that he didn’t like her.
“If you didn’t still have feelings for me, why would you only be distant to me? Why would you only show me a cold shoulder? Why do you avoid me everywhere you go?!”
“Aren’t you just afraid you’ll be unable to bear to part with me again?!”
Jiang Xiyue said with such certainty.
Cheng Hao strode away, and Jiang Xiyue kept pace with him, trailing behind.
Relentless.
“I don’t believe it. You must have me in your heart. In less than half a year, I don’t believe you could let me go so easily! Stop denying it!”
As she spoke, she became more and more aggrieved. She was a sheltered young lady, and her stamina wasn’t that good. Cheng Hao walked quickly, and she had to trot to keep up.
Hearing her words, Cheng Hao’s tone grew colder. “Can’t you understand human language? I told you my wife is jealous, so shouldn’t I keep my distance from you? Besides, is there anything for the two of us to talk about? Please go get yourself treated if you’re ill.”
Stop being infatuated.
Cheng Hao couldn’t understand why some people just couldn’t understand.
Dislike is dislike.
This persistent clinging only makes people uncomfortable. Please stay away, thank you.
His attitude was already clear, but to Jiang Xiyue, it was so resolute that she felt like she was walking into a dead end. She still believed he couldn't possibly not care about her.
Men are insincere.
Moreover,
Which man doesn’t have a wandering eye?
Which young master doesn’t have a few concubines? Or marry a few wives?
Jiang Xiyue was furious.
But she genuinely fancied him, so she steeled her heart and said, “I don’t mind being a co-wife!”
She could only say this with her eyes closed. Then, she opened her eyes and looked at him firmly, “You’re just pushing back our engagement. You don’t need to be so petty, do you? You’ve already humiliated me several times now, so we’re even, aren’t we?”
Jiang Xiyue could no longer keep up with him. A few quick trots nearly cost her half her life. She hadn’t eaten or slept well for the past two days and was already exhausted. Now, panting, her face pale, and her eyes rimmed with red, she shouted.
Cheng Hao stopped again, three meters away from her. Without turning his head, he threw back a sentence, “I do mind!” Fearing she might imagine more nonsense, which would be disastrous if it spread.
He added, “You’re absolutely right, my esteemed guest. I am indeed petty. So petty that I can only make room for Su Miaomiao. In this life, and every life, I can only hold her in my heart!”
As Cheng Hao said this, he was almost driven mad by Jiang Xiyue. He shouted in annoyance, but suddenly, Xiao Wuzi, who was passing by, let out a snicker. Xiao Liuzi, standing beside him, stared at the scene with wide eyes, having eaten his fill of gossip.
Ashamed, his face instantly turned red, and he flicked his sleeves and headed for the carriage.
His ears to his neck were all red.
Like a big tomato.
Xiao Wuzi, peering through the dim light, caught a glimpse of the situation. He then patted Xiao Liuzi on the shoulder, “Liuzi, Liuzi! Did you hear that? Young Master is actually expressing his feelings to Madam here? He’s so devoted?!”
The children’s worldview was about to shatter.
Where did their reserved and steady young master go? Where did he go?!
Xiao Liuzi was dazed by this direct confession. It was the first time he had seen someone express their love so confidently and openly.
Loving you not just for one lifetime, but for every generation, loving you for eternity.
He also mumbled and garbled responses to Xiao Wuzi.
Both children were stunned.
Cheng Hao felt that Jiang Xiyue was quite something, managing to push him to this point. He hadn’t lacked suitors before, but they at least had some dignity. As long as he rejected them firmly enough, they could lose their feelings for him in an instant.
For many years.
He hadn’t encountered anyone as shameless as Jiang Xiyue. Her delusion was quite severe.
Su Miaomiao’s hearing was exceptional now. As Cheng Hao bent down to lift the curtain and enter the carriage, he saw her sitting there leisurely, peeking at him through the cat’s eye.
She remained silent.
If his childhood sweetheart wasn’t making a sound, she was definitely brewing something big. He felt a little cowardly.
Cheng Hao had regained his calm demeanor. As soon as he entered, he knelt down, cleared his throat, and said, “I have never hidden anything from you.”
He was about to say that she was the one pestering him, and that she always let go so easily when he wasn't around.
Always abandoning him.
Su Miaomiao hummed and said, “Who said you haven’t hidden anything from me?”
Cheng Hao was unfazed by this. He frowned and said, “What have I hidden from you?”
They had no secrets, did they?
Su Miaomiao immediately pounced, almost knocking Cheng Hao over. She hugged his neck and kissed him passionately, like a woodpecker.
“Mwah, mwah, mwah! You say you haven’t hidden anything from me, but you’ve hidden your love so deeply! You need to be like this, louder, and tell everyone you love me, that you love me the most, and that you can’t live without me, Su Miaomiao!”
The childhood friend was smiling too brazenly. Her smug attitude was enough to make one’s teeth itch. Cheng Hao couldn’t help but bite her cheek. He loved and hated her simultaneously, and felt depressed that he had been forced to confess his feelings. Now, she would have something to gloat about for a long time.
Su Miaomiao was enthusiastically spreading the quilt, her backside sticking out. She knew that Cheng Hao could sometimes be fussy, and if the corner of the sheet wasn't flat, he would be uncomfortable.
He had a mysterious obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Given her impatient nature, she felt that her patience for him was truly invincible. Suddenly, she heard him confessing his love from afar, his voice not quiet, and with a hint of impatience. She immediately understood. She had an abundance of rivals for her handsome childhood sweetheart, who was also a handsome boyfriend. She was already accustomed to this, but couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy.
However, upon hearing his confession, it vanished, replaced by pure joy.
She would be happy for a long, long time.
Cheng Hao placed a stamp on her face, unable to resist leaving a mark. He rubbed it with his thumb, feeling a little guilty. This girl’s skin was so tender that even a little force could leave a mark. Tomorrow, there would be a tooth mark.
Su Miaomiao was indifferent, not caring about the slight pain. She waved her hand and said, “So what if there is? What can happen? It’s just a tooth mark?”
She was still feeling cheerful inside.
She would savor the memory from time to time.
And giggle foolishly.
Cheng Hao was left speechless, both amused and exasperated. Indulging in his theatrical side, he said, half-jokingly, “Since you have my heart, you must keep it safe. Don’t take me for granted just because I adore you? Otherwise, I’ll be heartbroken…”
Su Miaomiao, the drama queen, immediately went into character. She obediently put her arms around his neck, adopted a haughty posture, tilted Cheng Hao’s chin, and said with a grunt, “Don’t worry! With me, would you ever feel wronged? Of course, I’ll cherish you the most!”
Saying this, she pecked him on the lips, then her eyes crinkled into a smile. She leaned against her childhood sweetheart and giggled. This night would make her happy for days.
The night was deep and the dew was heavy.
Cheng Hao stopped teasing her. He held her in his arms, reached out, and closed the window. “Alright, we’ve played enough. Go to sleep obediently.”