C16

Chapter 16 - Provoke

The food bowl was smashed to smithereens, and a thick, viscous liquid splashed high into the air, soaking the bed. Zhou Xing Chen's sleeves and jacket were also in a severely damaged area. A few of them stuck to the hem of Xia Qin'er's skirt, which was mottled and tinged. The bright and fresh dress turned from a light pink to a deep red.

"Liang Jia!" Zhou Xing Chen's voice rose several degrees. "What are you doing!"

Although he knew that she had done it unintentionally, he still felt that she was going against him. Anger flared up in Zhou Xing Chen's heart, and his scrunched eyebrows were tightly knitted together, his eyes filled with rage.

"I'm sorry," Liang Jia was a little flustered for a moment as she was at a loss of what to do. With a raise of his gaze, he met the pair of long and narrow handsome eyes that were filled with anger. These eyes were simply too similar to Liang Wenrui's. Her heart trembled as she took a deep breath and slightly closed her eyes. When she opened them, she had already put on the mask that she had always been unwilling to take off.

Liang Jia's slender fingers took out two packets of tissues from a drawer and handed them over to the two of them. With an apologetic tone, she said, "I'm really sorry, Miss Xia. I dirtied your skirt." Her expression was extremely sincere, and she was very angry in her heart. Yet, she didn't want to flare up in front of Zhou Xing Chen.

"I'm sorry, Xing Chen." Liang Jia gently said while wiping with a tissue.

With a sweet smile, she said, "Sister Liang, you don't need to wipe your clothes, you won't be able to wipe them clean like this. Sister Liang, your body needs to rest, how about —" She turned her head and said to Zhou Xing Chen, "Xing Chen, I'll go back later. Take your clothes back and wash them before sending them over."

Zhou Xing Chen looked at Xia Qin'er's sweet face. His understanding words were like the spring breeze blowing into his ears. He nodded and shook her hand, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."

As Xia Qin'er stripped off Xing Chen's clothes the next week, she sweetly said, "It's fine, Xing Chen. You're so busy, and Big Sister Liang Jia is like this. I'm the only one left."

The scene was his fiancée leaning on the sickbed, while another cute girl undressed her husband. On the porcelain floor, there were even cracked bowls of rice porridge. However, the room was once again filled with peace and harmony.

Even though it was thin like a cicada's wing, a single poke could break it.

The atmosphere instantly became ambiguous. Liang Jia turned her head away uncomfortably and looked out of the window.

Zhou Xing Chen felt that she was a little strange. That spark from before had actually disappeared, instead feeling a little excited. Could it be that this was the feeling of revenge?

Even he himself didn't quite understand, what kind of revenge was this? Liang Jia was impeccable in every aspect. She was exquisite in every aspect, especially to herself. She was virtuous, gentle, generous, and obedient. Jin Xuan had once jokingly scolded him, saying that he didn't know fortune, but he knew it as if he was drinking cold water. What he hated the most was this Liang Jia's kindness and gentleness, his decency, and his obedience!

"Weng —" His phone suddenly vibrated, and Zhou Xing Chen pressed the button to answer it. The other party didn't know what was going on, and his expression grew more serious.

"Now?" Zhou Xing Chen asked the phone. It seemed like there was an urgent matter that he needed to take care of personally.

Xia Qin'er pointed at Zhou Xing Chen with her delicate fingers, and when he finally caught sight of her, she pointed at Liang Jia before pointing at herself, a last sweet dimple in the sky, which meant "Go ahead and busy yourself. I'll be with you."

After hanging up the phone, he pressed a kiss on Xia Xin'er's smooth forehead, then turned around and left.

After Zhou Xing Chen left, Liang Jia faced off against the woman who had kidnapped her fiancé at the wedding ceremony. She wanted to humiliate the Zhou family, even though she didn't have to spend the next hundred years together with Zhou Xing Chen, but … she really didn't want to give her any face. However, her upbringing did not allow her to reveal her true feelings.

The corner of Liang Jia's mouth curved into a perfect curve as she said softly, "Miss Xia, I already have nothing to do. Actually, I don't need to look after you, if you're still busy …"

"I have nothing to do." Xia Xin'er smiled and shrugged, "Or rather, Xing Chen's current business is my business."

Her voice was sweet and soft, but her words were spoken with a tone that seemed to transcend the world. She first pointed out that Zhou Weiqing's presence here was not from the heart, but rather did not disobey her father's orders. Furthermore, it showed her close relationship with him, as well as her different status.

If the one lying here really was the fiancee who truly loved Zhou Xing Chen, then she would probably faint from anger. As for her … if she was willing to say it, let her say so. She had to take care of herself, so she let her take care of her enough.

Liang Jia turned her head to the bright and transparent window and softly said, "Then I'll have to trouble you."

Xia Xin'er tidied up and returned to the ward, sitting next to Liang Jia as if they were intimate.

"I'm sorry, big sister Liang," she said timidly. "I really do love Xing Chen. I know it's wrong, but …"

"But you can't control yourself. You can't just watch him get married to someone else, can you?"

Xia Xin'er stared blankly at him, the tears that she had been trying so hard to bring forth were stuck in her eyes.

Liang Jia continued, "You don't need to apologize to me. Xing Chen loves you from the bottom of his heart."

Xia Xin'er shyly lowered her head and muttered: "I know." He raised his head again, his bright eyes shining. "Did you know, Big Sis Liang Jia, that Xing Chen was such a fool in the past?"

Liang Jia looked at her with a faint smile. She continued, "One year, on Valentine's Day, he carried a large bouquet of red roses and invited me to join him for dinner. At that time, I rejected his invitation.

"Also, I once saw a child dancer with fireworks on the street, and thought of the fireworks conference that I attended at Beihai University." Also, I once saw a child dancer with fireworks on the street, and thought of the fireworks conference that I watched at Beihai University.

Liang Jia had a smile on her face as she listened to this so-called romance. Xia Xin'er, are you boasting about something with me? She looked at the bright and vivid face in front of her and felt a sense of annoyance and sadness.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Xing Chen pushed open the door and entered the room. He heard Xia Xin'er mention how she had taken care of her with her clothes on. Beside her, Liang Jia was staring at her fingers, completely oblivious to the smirk on her face.

This Liang Jia looked thin and helpless. He really wanted to hug her …

"Xing Chen, you're back!" Xia Xin'er tenderly smiled.

"Yes." Zhou Xing Chen snapped back to reality and turned to Liang Jia. "What were you talking about?"

"Nothing, just talking about you." Liang Jia became gloomy, and forced out a smile, "I didn't know that you had this kind of soft intestines in the past? I think only Miss Xia has this honor. "

Zhou Xing Chen felt that there was something strange about Liang Jia. Was she trying to force a smile?

Hard to say? Zhou Xing Chen thought to himself. Did Xia Xin'er's words make him sad? He didn't know why, but when he thought of this, his heart 'thumped' twice, and his mood immediately brightened.