coobybook Chapter 180 Let you come in vertically and leave horizontally
Chapter 180 Let you come in vertically and leave horizontally
Zhou Shiyan understood immediately: "Oh~ this... three? Four? How many does Yue want? Or how about adding two more jade mines?"
"..." Jiang Siyue's original intention was to tease him. After all, she was the one who tacitly agreed to write off the compensation.
Otherwise, given Zhou Shiyan's family status, he wouldn't dare to do so even if he had a hundred guts.
But I didn't expect that this guy likes to play dumb on weekdays, and this time he didn't play by the rules.
The serious words spoken with a playful smile made Jiang Siyue speechless for a moment.
"Get lost, stop making promises for me!"
After a while, she finally shook off her hand with a smile and curse, and regardless of Zhou Shiyan's attempt to get close to her, she simply pressed his shoulders and chased him towards the car.
"Wife, I'm not making empty promises! I'm serious!" Zhou Shiyan failed in his struggle and was forcibly pushed into the car. Even so, he did not forget to hold on to the central armrest and argue with Jiang Siyue.
Jiang Siyue walked around the rear of the car and sat in the left back seat: "Yes, yes, seriously... Hurry and sit down!"
Wei Yu hid in the front passenger seat and laughed secretly. Shan Sui started the car at the right time and asked sideways: "Madam, where do you live?"
Jiang Siyue quickly slapped Zhou Shiyan's restless left hand, and then reported the name of the five-star hotel in the city center.
Shan Sui stepped on the accelerator in response and at the same time considerately raised the partition.
In the right rear seat, Zhou Shiyan covered the back of his left hand that was bruised from being beaten and was about to cry: "I just want to hold hands..."
"Don't even think about it." Jiang Siyue refused flatly, with an attitude as cold as it could be.
Zhou Shiyan refused to give up and would rather be beaten than to pull at her coat sleeves: "A Yue...are you still angry with me?"
"Why should I be angry with you?" Jiang Siyue asked back, but her action of pulling away her sleeve was so honest, "Didn't I specially invite Master Zhou from Shenzhou?"
She particularly emphasized the pronunciation of the word "please", which made Master Zhou feel cold on the back. He could only say in a weak voice: "Madam, what you said is..."
"If I report as usual, Ah Yue will definitely guess it. If she does guess it, will Ah Yue still let me come?"
Jiang Siyue said mercilessly: "No."
Zhou Shiyan didn't feel sad at all after receiving the expected answer. Instead, he recited the prepared lines fluently: "So, if there is no omission in this matter, I can't appear in front of Ah Yue right now."
Jiang Siyue stared at him intently, and was about to open her mouth to scold him, but at this moment she suddenly heard Zhou Shiyan's serious and slightly bitter voice: "But Ah Yue, I miss you."
"Even if the winery incident hadn't happened, I would still make up a reason to fly to America to find you. Anyway...anyway, it wouldn't be the first time..."
Seeing Jiang Siyue's increasingly amused expression, Zhou Shiyan's voice dropped sharply due to guilt.
The last sentence was so vague that it sounded like a mosquito's hum. Even Jiang Siyue, who had excellent hearing, almost didn't hear it clearly.
There was silence in the car for a moment, and she suddenly asked teasingly: "Aren't you afraid that I will ask you to fly back on the spot?"
Zhou Shiyan turned his head and looked out the window proudly, and said decisively: "So what? Do I look like I will listen?"
Jiang Siyue was instantly amused by his "unjustified but confident" behavior, and helplessly pressed his forehead: "Zhou Shiyan, according to the lunar age calculation, you are already 23 years old, can you stop being so childish like a three-year-old child?"
Zhou Shiyan was sulking with his back to her. Hearing this, he suddenly snorted, "Childish? I have something even more childish."
Jiang Siyue suddenly felt something was wrong, and a question slowly appeared above his head: “?”
Since living together, she has witnessed too many shameless and outrageous actions by this Zhou guy.
These included but were not limited to Yu Shaoheng asking him to drink, he said he didn't want to leave his wife alone at home;
He Xingyi asked him to play ball, he said he didn't want his wife to be bored walking the dog after dinner;
His father asked him to work overtime to hold an online board meeting, but he said that the soundproofing at home was not good and would disturb his wife's rest - after being "cut" by himself after being unable to bear it anymore, he still participated in the meeting honestly.
There are countless examples like this, and Jiang Siyue even developed PTSD.
So much so that now, whenever she sees the possibility of any of the above situations happening in Zhou Shiyan, she will unconsciously clench her fists, ready to punch this little bastard and shut him down on the spot at any time.
However, he didn't expect that this time his fist was already ready, but the little bastard was uncharacteristically silent after he finished speaking.
He didn't even utter a single punctuation mark during the ten-minute drive to the hotel.
As the saying goes: When things go wrong, there must be a monster.
Therefore, the closer they got to their destination, the stronger the inexplicable sense of crisis in Jiang Siyue's heart became.
Sure enough, subsequent events once again proved to her a truth: when in doubt, trust your intuition.
When the door of Room 1507 was swiped open by a brand new room card, Jiang Siyue's face was as cold as ice, the aura around him was terrifyingly low, and every step he took into the room was like "the coming of death."
However, Zhou·Little Bastard·Shiyan, who had shamelessly obtained the "right to live with" his wife, followed her happily, closed the door and turned on the lights, and every pore of his body was filled with happiness and joy.
He didn't expect that just as he was about to step onto the living room floor, Jiang Siyue, who was two steps faster than him, suddenly followed him and shouted, "Stand right there!"
The scolding came late, but it came. The little bastard stood up straight with his legs together very skillfully, his hands folded in front of him, lowered his eyebrows and said preemptively: "Wife, it's all my fault."
"Don't yell too loudly, it's bad for your throat..."
Jiang Siyue crossed his arms and walked to the window, then turned around and asked again: "?"
The two stood facing each other, sunlight poured into the room through the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, immersing half of Zhou Shiyan's body in a gentle amber halo.
He had taken off the half-frame glasses he had been wearing, and his long crow-feather eyelashes covered his glass-like pupils as he lowered his eyes.
The carefully groomed hair was bent down a few strands, and the happiness and joy when I first entered the door had disappeared. Instead, every strand of hair was telling three words -
I'm wrong.
"..."
Jiang Siyue finally realized that this guy's acting skills were shockingly bad. But he relied on his "outstanding" handsome face every time to deceive her into being soft-hearted.
Jiang Siyue covered her eyes with one hand and remained silent for dozens of seconds before she gritted her teeth and said, "Do you really think I can't see that you are pretending to be pitiful?"
Zhou Shiyan said calmly: "I'm not pretending, I'm speaking from the heart..."
——No wonder he was so hypocritical in front, it turns out he was waiting here!
Jiang Siyue was immediately furious, and stepped forward decisively, grabbed his left ear and pulled it hard: "Zhou Shiyan, are you really itching for trouble?! Believe it or not, I will make you come in vertically and leave horizontally now!"
Zhou Shiyan's body was pulled crooked and he gasped in pain: "It doesn't itch! Believe it! It hurts, Ayue, please be gentle..."
Jiang Siyue not only did not lighten up, but increased the strength of his fingers: "I didn't beat you outside just now because I was giving you face. Do you really think I don't know what little tricks you are playing?!"
Now that he was exposed, Zhou Shiyan simply stopped pretending. He closed his eyes and made up his mind, and said, "Okay, then Ah Yue, beat me to death. Right now!"
"Let me come in vertically and leave horizontally, and I will never have the chance to bother you again!"
"Of course you can stab me to death!"
"…But if one stab doesn't kill me, forget it. One stab is painful enough, and two more stabs are really unbearable…"
Jiang Siyue: “…”
"Oh, honey, don't worry," Zhou Shiyan hadn't finished smashing the jar yet, "I've already notarized the inheritance. Although you're 'murdering your husband,' I did it voluntarily, so the money from the insurance will still be deposited into your account without a cent less."
"This is the last thing I can do for you..."
Jiang Siyue had never seen such an "ingenious" way of begging for mercy in his life, so he couldn't help but find it interesting: "Is this all your last words?"
Zhou Shiyan: "Yes, that's right - but there's actually another sentence."
Jiang Siyue looked at his lightly trembling eyelashes, and a sly smile appeared on her lips: "Okay, you say."
It was just three simple words, but Zhou Shiyan was able to keenly notice the subtle change in her tone.
So he pretended to answer, but opened his eyes decisively the next second - and indeed "caught" the smile on Jiang Siyue's face that she had not had time to hide.
"Ayue, you are not angry anymore?"
"..." Jiang Siyue got angry when she heard his offended tone, but she couldn't get angry at all.
But this did not stop her from saying something harsh: "I am always tolerant towards 'dying people'."
Zhou Shiyan held back his laughter, and his gaze towards her was so gentle that it almost melted water.
"...What are you looking at?" Jiang Siyue felt uncomfortable being stared at, so she pushed him away without any moodiness. But without waiting for anyone to answer, she walked towards the water bar.
Zhou Shiyan reacted very quickly and hurriedly chased after her: "Of course I'm going to see Ah Yue, Ah Yue is pretty... Hey, honey, let me do it!"
Jiang Siyue remained silent, still with a stern face, took the water he handed over, and drank half a cup in one breath.
Zhou Shiyan quickly turned his head to suppress the corners of his lips that were rising wildly.
But just as he was about to turn around and continue to please his wife, a black and gold invitation card pressed under a white porcelain tea saucer in the corner of the table suddenly caught his attention.
"Ayue, what is this?"