Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!-Chapter 593 - 274: Heartbeat of Rebirth_4

It was mainly just too awkward.

To hug him was not awkward at all.

The main embarrassment came from Zhou Yuwen’s expression, okay!

Jiang Xinyi hated Zhou Yuwen to death.

She felt Zhou Yuwen did it on purpose.

When he fed her the duck blood vermicelli soup, his face looked so natural.

But as soon as she hugged him, he had to act all innocent!

What was he pretending for!

It made her feel so embarrassed!

Sitting in the car, Jiang Xinyi kept her head down, silent as a sullen gourd, not saying a single word.

Jiang Xinyi’s home was in Xuanwu District, quietly nestled amid the hustle and bustle, her neighborhood was full of old Western-style houses, adjacent to Xuanwu Lake; those living here were all quite prominent.

Zhou Yuwen asked, "Which one is your house?"

"Oh, no need, just stop here. I don’t want to stay in the car any longer, it’s strange, even though nothing happened."

But Jiang Xinyi’s cheeks were getting redder and redder.

Maybe it was because she had been outside in the cold wind, and then the car’s air conditioning afterwards.

"Here?"

"Right."

So Zhou Yuwen parked the car properly, and as soon as Jiang Xinyi got out, she wanted to leave.

Zhou Yuwen said, "Hey."

"?"

"Your thermal box."

It was the thermal mug that Jiang Xinyi hadn’t forgotten, since she had been clutching it tightly in her hand the whole time.

It was mainly about the thermal box that held the chicken soup.

"Oh!"

Receiving the thermal box from Zhou Yuwen’s hands, Jiang Xinyi deliberately avoided his gaze, "Then there’s no need for you to walk me up, drive back slowly, bye."

Having said that, Jiang Xinyi left as if fleeing.

She knocked on the door with urgency.

Of course, a guest let her in, but Liu Jing in the living room was very curious. Who could it be, knocking at this late hour? And upon seeing her daughter coming in from the courtyard, her curiosity grew, and she wanted to ask, what happened today? Why did she come back to stay?

The words hadn’t left her mouth yet.

But Jiang Xinyi had already shoved the empty thermal box into Liu Jing’s hands, "Okay, don’t ask anything today, I’m tired and going to sleep!"

Having said that, she turned and left.

Why were her cheeks so red?

Huh? The chicken soup for today, it’s actually all gone?

Liu Jing stared at her daughter’s retreating back as she went upstairs, becoming even more curious.

Jiang Xinyi buried her entire head in the bathroom.

She was not acting normal.

She didn’t know what to do, her head was filled with thoughts of Zhou Yuwen.

When did it start?

From when Zhou Yuwen pulled her by the hand desperately into the duck blood vermicelli soup shop?

Or was it when Zhou Yuwen held the duck blood vermicelli, insisting on feeding her?

Or was it what happened after?

Her own hug.

The moment when their gazes met, when there was a spark?

Yes, it was that moment of electricity.

Jiang Xinyi was so happy then, for she hadn’t had such fun in a long time, a comfortable, satisfying meal followed by aimless shopping.

And then going to throw rings.

She hadn’t felt this happy in ages.

Being with Zhou Yuwen, she truly relaxed.

And then, because she was too relaxed!

Wuu...

Jiang Xinyi pouted and submerged her nose just under the bathwater.

She hugged her knees, just like that, holding her breath in the bathtub.

When they were in each other’s arms, Jiang Xinyi initially didn’t feel anything special, not until she saw that look in Zhou Yuwen’s eyes, at that moment...

Jiang Xinyi didn’t want to think about it anymore, her mouth now blowing bubbles under the water...

At that moment, her heart seemed to truly flutter...

But...

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The guy has a girlfriend, okay...

Even if he didn’t have a girlfriend,

there’s me,

and him...

Jiang Xinyi bathed for thirty minutes, spending the first twenty reminiscing about today’s ’date’ with Zhou Yuwen, and only in the last ten did she suddenly realize that nothing would ever happen between her and Zhou Yuwen.

Even if he didn’t have a girlfriend, she was twenty-four this year, and he was only eighteen, not to mention You Changjin was in the picture—it just couldn’t happen, okay.

She simply dried off her body, then changed into pajamas, resting her bent legs against the headboard of her bed.

She held the mug she’d won at ring toss in her hands.

This mug seemed to be part of a couple’s set; the mug in Jiang Xinyi’s hands had a cartoon drawing of a boy wearing a blue sweater. It was quite cute.

Unexpectedly, it made her think of Zhou Yuwen...

At that moment, Jiang Xinyi’s mother, Liu Jing, came in holding a bowl of silver fungus soup and immediately noticed her daughter sitting at the head of the bed, staring blankly at the mug with an involuntary smile on her lips.

Liu Jing spoke up, "The sun must’ve risen from the west today, you actually came home?"

Jiang Xinyi jumped, "No, Mom, why didn’t you knock before coming in?"

"Your door wasn’t closed. What’s there to knock on?"

Facing her mother, Jiang Xinyi pouted like a little tiger, "It’s a matter of basic courtesy to knock, even if the door is open!"

Liu Jing rolled her eyes, "What were you thinking about just now? You seemed so distracted."

"Nothing." Jiang Xinyi certainly couldn’t talk about these things with her mother.

She stretched languidly and took a dive onto the bed like she was swimming, "Mmm, I haven’t been home in a long time. It’s really comfortable here."

Liu Jing remarked, obviously.

"Really don’t know what’s so great about school, not coming home for weeks on end."

"Hehe, school can’t beat home, but there’s one thing that home can’t compare with," Jiang Xinyi lay on her mother’s lap, giggling as she said,

"What?" Liu Jing was genuinely curious.

Jiang Xinyi popped up her finger playfully, "The school doesn’t have annoying you."

Upon hearing this, Liu Jing’s face turned cold, and she was about to slap Jiang Xinyi.

"Aiyah, don’t hit me!" Jiang Xinyi quickly covered her face, begging for mercy, "Mercy, my queen mother!"

Liu Jing couldn’t be bothered with Jiang Xinyi, snorted, and said, "Quit the nonsense. If you don’t like coming home so much, what brought you back all of a sudden today?"

"Jiang Xinyi, you’ve been a bit off today." Looking at her daughter lying on her lap, Liu Jing said.

"Ah? Really? Have I?" Jiang Xinyi played dumb.