Ji Heyuan subconsciously turned her head to look at Jiang Jiang, but Jiang Jiang had already lowered her head, patiently using her fingertips to smooth through Little Bread's warm yellow/orange fur.
Ji Heyuan rubbed her arms, thinking it shouldn't be that serious, right? What bad intentions could Xie Jiang Jiang possibly have?
Besides, she wouldn't possibly set her sights on herself.
Ji Heyuan couldn't help but cast a suspicious glance at Ji Xu'an again. Compared to that, she felt that the bad ideas in her sister's heart were far more numerous than Xie Jiang Jiang's.
Ji Xu'an swept her a glance. "Go get the chopsticks."
"Oh." Ji Heyuan immediately wilted.
Forget it. No matter what, they wouldn't actually sell her off, right?
When Ji Heyuan thought this, the burden in her heart instantly lightened. She shrugged, her eyes filled with nothing but longing for food, and turned around to head into the kitchen to get the chopsticks.
After Ji Xu'an set down the plate in her hands, she walked around the dining table toward Jiang Jiang. She reached out and wrapped an arm around Jiang Jiang's shoulders, lowering her voice to comfort her, "Don't worry, baby. It'll be fine."
Jiang Jiang pressed her lips together. "Do you think the higher-ups might…"
She timely stopped her voice. When she turned and met Ji Xu'an's calm black eyes, the restlessness surging in Jiang Jiang's heart inexplicably lessened a little.
"No." Ji Xu'an's tone was firm.
She would use every bit of power she could to protect Jiang Jiang. Besides, Jiang Jiang hadn't done anything bad. The higher-ups wouldn't go so far as to force her into a dead end.
Jiang Jiang said nothing. She lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking about.
While eating breakfast, Ji Heyuan didn't notice anything off about the emotions between Jiang Jiang and Ji Xu'an. She bit into the slightly overcooked fried egg and really wanted to suggest to her sister that maybe they should assign another housekeeper.
But when she thought about Sister Zhou's matter, Ji Heyuan silently swallowed those words back down.
She didn't know whether Zhou Zisuo had sent any more messages to Xie Jiang Jiang. Thinking of this, Ji Heyuan couldn't help glancing at Jiang Jiang again, the gossip in her heart written plainly across her face.
Jiang Jiang ignored her.
Ji Xu'an followed behind Ji Heyuan and took a bite of fried egg. Her brows furrowed slightly. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Jiang Jiang seemed to be picking up a piece of fried egg from the plate as well. Ji Xu'an subconsciously reached out and pressed down on Jiang Jiang's wrist.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Jiang was stunned for a moment.
Ji Xu'an didn't quite know how to explain. She blinked, and for some reason, naturally rubbed Jiang Jiang's wrist lightly with her fingertips, her posture and gaze carrying an intimacy that others couldn't possibly intrude upon.
Ji Heyuan suddenly felt that her existence was very unnecessary. She quickly lowered her head and gulped down her porridge in big mouthfuls, yet for some reason, Qu Jingran's face suddenly surfaced in her mind.
It seemed that last time, Qu had also pressed on her wrist like this, and then leaned closer, and then…
Ji Heyuan suddenly shivered. Before her brain could even react, her hand had already lifted, swiftly covering her own eyes.
Impropriety must not be seen, impropriety must not be seen!
If her reaction hadn't been so exaggerated, Jiang Jiang might not have felt anything at all. After all, ever since they had talked things out, the physical contact between her and Ji Xu'an had grown more and more frequent. They had even kissed several times, let alone simply holding hands.
But Ji Heyuan's overly intense reaction made Jiang Jiang feel as though she had done something wrong. She shot Ji Xu'an a reproachful glance, her lips moving, almost soundlessly saying: Don't get handsy.
Ji Xu'an felt inexplicably tickled by the way Jiang Jiang looked at her. She hummed in acknowledgment, obediently withdrawing her hand. But immediately afterward, she picked up her chopsticks again, intending to take the fried egg from Jiang Jiang's bowl.
Jiang Jiang's reaction was unexpectedly fast. Her gaze had not yet left Ji Xu'an when her wrist lifted swiftly, accurately using her own chopsticks to block Ji Xu'an's chopsticks back.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Jiang asked, frowning.
Ji Xu'an was slightly surprised, but seeing Jiang Jiang's resolute refusal, she did not insist. As she withdrew her chopsticks, she explained softly, "The egg's burnt. It doesn't taste good."
So that was why. Jiang Jiang's tense shoulders and back relaxed.
"It's fine."
It was just a little burnt and not very tasty, not as though it couldn't be eaten.
After speaking, Jiang Jiang lowered her head and ate the entire fried egg in small bites.
This was originally not a big matter, just eating a slightly burnt and slightly bitter fried egg.
But Ji Xu'an inexplicably felt sweetness in her heart. Her wife was so good to her!
She had burnt the egg, yet her wife not only didn't blame her, she even ate it without a word, hehe!
Jiang Jiang continuously felt the intense gaze coming from beside her. She glanced sideways and discovered Ji Xu'an propping her head up with one hand, staring at her without blinking.
Strange.
Jiang Jiang only felt baffled.
Instead, Ji Heyuan, who was covering her eyes with one hand, subtly perceived her sister's thoughts. She looked at Ji Xu'an with an expression difficult to describe, her lips opening and closing as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she swallowed the words back.
Forget it. She speaks harshly, so she won't say it for now :)
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Honestly, I'm speechless with you love-brained people!
Ji Heyuan angrily bit into the crust of her toast, then choked several times before finally swallowing it down.
Damn it!!
She had also eaten burnt fried egg and over-toasted bread, so why was no one feeling sorry for her!!
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After breakfast, as usual, Ji Xu'an drove Ji Heyuan and Jiang Jiang to school.
Ji Xu'an had already pulled open the front passenger door, but Jiang Jiang turned her head and got into the back seat instead.
Ji Xu'an's expression hadn't changed much, but Ji Heyuan was startled, squeezing herself into the corner like a little girl encountering a hooligan.
"What are you doing!"
Seeing that one of Jiang Jiang's legs had already stepped in, Ji Heyuan panicked, attempting to stop Jiang Jiang from doing such a dangerous thing by loudly shouting.
No, what exactly does Xie Jiang Jiang want to do?!
Her alarmed gaze moved back and forth between Jiang Jiang and Ji Xu'an.
Jiang Jiang's bending motion paused. She turned back to look at Ji Xu'an and explained, "I have something I want to ask little Yuan."
When Ji Xu'an looked at Jiang Jiang, her brows and eyes curved gently, her voice also very soft. "It's fine. You can do whatever you want. You don't need to specifically explain it to me."
Jiang Jiang and Ji Heyuan exchanged a glance. Both of them knew very clearly that Ji Xu'an's words could be listened to, but absolutely must not be taken seriously.
After getting into the car, Ji Heyuan's heart still hadn't settled. Her voice carried vigilance. "What do you want to ask me, sister-in-law?"
She deliberately emphasized the two words "sister-in-law."
Jiang Jiang thought that Ji Heyuan had truly been frightened quite badly by Ji Xu'an, to the point that now when Ji Heyuan looked at her, it was as if she had seen a ghost. Thinking back to when she had just arrived at the Ji family, Ji Heyuan's attitude then and now could be described as worlds apart.
"Little Yuan, can you show me the chat records between you and Xie Wanwan?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Heyuan relaxed quite a bit. "That's what you wanted to tell me?"
She took her phone out of her pocket and handed it to Jiang Jiang. "Take a look."
In truth, Ji Heyuan's earlier display had not been without the intention of acting for Ji Xu'an to see. She knew that Ji Xu'an's possessiveness toward Jiang Jiang was strong, even to an abnormal degree.
If it were anyone else, Ji Heyuan would have called her insane. But that was her sister.
Ji Heyuan sighed silently in her heart. But continuing like this wasn't a solution either. If it really came to it, should she also go find herself a partner?
While she was lost in wild thoughts at the side, Jiang Jiang had already tapped on Xie Wanwan's profile picture. The last message that entered her eyes was one Xie Wanwan had just sent ten minutes ago.
[Xie Wanwan: I didn't lie to you! The current Xie Jiang Jiang really has a problem!]
[Xie Wanwan: I have evidence.]
Jiang Jiang's lips slowly flattened into a straight line.
Evidence?
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