She didn’t want him to have a good relationship with other female fans if he had a good relationship with herself.
She knew this kind of thinking was too selfish, but found that she couldn’t control herself.
Gripping a playing card in her hand, she applied a bit of force.
Just when she was waiting for Tang Jingxing to speak, she only heard him say "oh" in a low voice before he closed his mouth.
Nan Xiang didn’t expect Tang Jingxing to be so cold just after she finished speaking, her expectant gaze instantly turned gray.
Chu Ci stood aside, watching with great interest as Nan Xiang’s expressions changed, the corners of his lips raised in a wicked smile.
Mada Chu glanced at Nan Xiang, seemingly having guessed her thoughts. She didn’t expose her at this mont to save the young girl embarrassnt.
She looked at Tang Jingxing and asked unhappily:
"Jingxing, are you going to sit down and play?"
"No, I’m fine just watching."
Without thinking, Tang Jingxing refused, and he did not move away from behind Lu Xinyou.
"Then watch quietly and don’t give any random advice. Youyou can play by herself."
Tang Jingxing pursed his lips, his gaze deep as he looked at the still back of soone’s head, responding softly, "Alright."
Although he said so, he always hovered behind her, giving her advice each ti Lu Xinyou was about to play a card.
"Don’t play this one, no one has played it before, it’s easy to lose by discarding."
"Change your ready hand."
"Play this one, it will draw the others out."
The man’s pleasant voice was warm and tingling, swirling around Lu Xinyou’s ear, making her brain chaotic.
Several tis, she almost played the wrong card, but Tang Jingxing would catch her every ti.
The few inadvertent touches of her fingertips felt electrifying, making her body simultaneously refreshed and numb.
"Tang Jingxing, why don’t you sit down and play?"
Mada Chu was sowhat fed up with her nephew.
Usually, he was serious and not talkative, but he was quite reserved in front of his wife.
She didn’t think she had missed the fact that he was trying to get closer to Lu Xinyou, intentionally or not.
Tang Jingxing was sowhat embarrassed by his aunt’s penetrating gaze.
Seeing him awkwardly touch the tip of his nose, he explained:
"The young lady’s card playing skills are too poor, I can’t stand watching from behind."
Lu Xinyou: "..."
Mada Chu snorted coldly and continued to play.
Nan Xiang’s face grew worse, and she noticed that Tang Jingxing’s treatnt of her was different from Lu Xinyou’s.
His intentionally intimate tone when talking about Lu Xinyou was completely different from the perfunctory manner he had just treated her.
Even though Tang Jingxing didn’t say a word to Lu Xinyou throughout the process, she could still sense the difference in how he treated the two of them.
At this mont, Lu Xinyou looked back at Tang Jingxing, her smile slightly stiff, and said:
"Teacher Tang, let play by myself. Otherwise, it’s unfair to both the aunts and my classmates."
Tang Jingxing looked at her deliberately distant address, his eyebrows raised slightly, "Teacher Tang?"
Lu Xinyou’s face stiffened, as she heard Tang Jingxing say:
"You didn’t address like that before."
Lu Xinyou: "..."
Didn’t they have to consider the occasion as well?
Although it was normal for wife fans to call their idol "husband," she still couldn’t bring herself to use her usual address in front of so many people, especially with two elders present. She simply didn’t have the face to call him that openly.
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