"Want to know? Then beg , and I’ll tell you."
Jia Lanhua looked at Zhang Xiaoshan with a smile in her eyes.
When Zhang Xiaoshan saw the look in Jia Lanhua’s eyes, he suddenly felt sothing was amiss.
Was this a test?
"Heh, say it or don’t, it’s Luo ili’s private matter. I only talk business with her. If you don’t want to talk, forget it, I’m going back."
Zhang Xiaoshan put on an indifferent expression and was about to leave.
"Oh co on, you stingy thing. I was just joking with you. Why are you getting angry? I’ll tell you, isn’t that enough?"
"I definitely don’t want to hear it, so please don’t say,"
Zhang Xiaoshan kept shaking his head but conveniently leaned against the wall and stayed put.
"Hmph, you little sly fox, are you trying to play hard to get? This ti I must find solid evidence of you and Luo ili."
She thought slyly to herself and then began explaining to Zhang Xiaoshan.
"Luo ili has a habit. Around every lunar Mid-Autumn Festival, she would go to the provincial city for a few days."
"Why’s that?"
Zhang Xiaoshan asked with a curious face.
Jia Lanhua replied.
"For her man. Luo ili’s man died in a traffic accident in the provincial city. Although they weren’t married for long and didn’t really have deep feelings, they were still husband and wife. ili is quite a sentintal and righteous woman. During the days of her husband’s morial each year, she goes to a place called the Green Dragon Temple in the provincial city to pray for his soul."
"Oh."
After listening to Jia Lanhua’s explanation, Zhang Xiaoshan’s expression grew sowhat gloomy.
He was jealous.
"Giggle, Little Shan, why do I see that sothing’s off with your face? Are you feeling sour on the inside?"
"Hey, why are you getting worked up over a dead man?"
Jia Lanhua teased with a mocking tone, feeling incredibly delighted inside.
"Why would I be bothered? As I’ve said, my relationship with her is strictly professional. Besides, what’s wrong with her commorating and praying for her deceased husband? I think it’s perfectly normal. Alright, I’m leaving."
Zhang Xiaoshan spoke lightly, but inside he felt really uncomfortable.
He imdiately left Wu Damming’s house.
"Giggle, you actually have tis when you’re down because of a woman."
Watching Zhang Xiaoshan depart in a daze through the window, Jia Lanhua was thrilled. The irritation from those two slaps seed partly avenged.
But then her thoughts shifted and her excited expression drooped.
"That’s not right. Zhang Xiaoshan’s sudden moodiness, does it an that in his heart, Luo ili holds a significant place?"
"What am I, then? Am I just a tool for Zhang Xiaoshan to vent on when he’s bored?"
As she carefully thought about it, it seed that Zhang Xiaoshan really hadn’t done much for her.
Let alone being emotionally down for her sake.
The most they had was a physical relationship.
If she had to pick a word to describe their relationship, it would be ’friends with benefits’.
"Fine, so be it, Luo ili. I considered you a best friend, but you were secretly competing with for a man. Just wait, your ti will co."
She fud internally.
...
"Sister-in-law, open the door."
Zhang Xiaoshan stood outside the gate and knocked on the tightly closed door.
These days, his sister-in-law had been kicking him out, but today was a rare opportunity. He had to stay.
He hoped to use this chance to reconcile with his sister-in-law and enjoy her favor again.
"Why have you co back?"
Yu Xiuxiu opened the door for Zhang Xiaoshan, surprised and pleased to see Zhang Xiaoshan standing outside.
She often missed him quietly, thinking about letting Zhang Xiaoshan co back but couldn’t bring herself to say it.
With Zhang Xiaoshan coming ho tonight, she was overjoyed.
"Tonight, Daming is sleeping in the infirmary, so I don’t have a place to stay."
"Let stay at ho, right? Xu Jing is gone, so there’s a room available."
Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Yu Xiuxiu with hopeful eyes.
Yu Xiuxiu missed Zhang Xiaoshan too.
She readily agreed.
"Okay, then stay at ho for now. Once Daming leaves, you can move back to the infirmary."
"Alright, sister-in-law, your word is my command."
Zhang Xiaoshan entered the yard.
"Sister-in-law, I’m hungry."
Zhang Xiaoshan hurried toward the kitchen.
"Hey, hold on,"
Yu Xiuxiu suddenly rembered sothing and urgently called out to Zhang Xiaoshan, but it was too late.
Zhang Xiaoshan pushed the kitchen door open and barged in.
On the kitchen floor, there was a huge plastic basin. Shen Xinhe was standing stark naked in the basin, using a towel to wipe her body.
When Zhang Xiaoshan entered, Shen Xinhe was stunned, standing still, gaping in shock.
She was all wet, with her hair draped to one side, busy scrubbing her hair, which was covered in white foam, revealing her skin in all its unobstructed glory.
The Renewing Cream had worked its magic.
The scars on her body had faded away, leaving behind only slight, hardly noticeable marks. It was virtually insignificant. Moreover, the cream had made her skin even finer, fairer, and smoother, delicate to the touch.
Nearing thirty, Shen Xinhe’s face now had the softness of baby skin, as if she was a tender fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.
Pure.
Beautiful.
Full.
Milky.
At this mont, Shen Xinhe looked even more beautiful than the first ti she t Zhang Xiaoshan.
Zhang Xiaoshan’s mouth watered at the sight.
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