Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xuxu smiled. âEat more if you like it.â
Without looking at Xuxu, Zhou Shuang sat down on the sofa. She lifted one leg and rested it on the coffee table. Seeing what drama series was playing on the TV channel, she clicked her tongue and shook her head. âThis is a tasteless melodrama for teenagers.â
âThen what is considered tasteful?â Xuxu went over and sat beside Zhou Shuang. She picked up the half-eaten orange and continued eating away.
Zhou Shuang quipped, âWatch more foreign films. It will improve the quality of your thinking.â
She looked at the orange in Xuxuâs hand and added, âDonât eat that anymore. Try this imported stuff instead.â
She took out another orange from the bag as she spoke.
Xuxu declined. âItâs alright, you can eat it. Iâm not interested in imported stuff.â
Zhou Shuang didnât give it much thought and placed the orange back in the bag.
After that, she raised both legs on the sofa and huddled up at one corner. Looking at Xuxu, she asked, âArenât you bored staying at home every day?â
Xuxu shook her head. âIâm fine. I can read and watch TV programs. Not bored at all.â
Zhou Shuang had no idea that Xuxu was pregnant. She said, âYouâre right. You can settle down and bear children.â
The two of them lay on the sofa. They hardly moved an inch the entire day.
Zhou Shuang ate her fill from the stash of tidbits that she had âpicked upâ at the door. When she was about to leave, it struck her that Xuxu didnât cook her, neither did she offer her a glass of water. It was her first time in her home, even!
âIâll come again tomorrow. You have to buy more food to serve me.â
After slipping her shoes on, Zhou Shuang opened the door. Before she left, she had turned and bade good bye to Xuxu who was still lazing on the sofa.
After that, she stepped out and closed the door behind her.
When she turned around, the lift had just arrived. The lift door was already opened.
Zhou Shuang raised her feet and was about to step in when a familiar figure walked out of the all of a sudden.
She lifted her head and grinned. âHey, Yan Rusheng.â
Yan Rusheng took a glance at Zhou Shuangâs heavily powdered face. He knitted his eyebrows without even bothering to conceal his disgust. âWhy are you here?â
âI came to visit Xuxu.â Zhou Shuang replied and asked, âAnd why are you here, too?â
It annoyed Yan Rusheng when he heard her question. âNone of your business.â
Xuxu was his wife. Wasnât it perfectly normal for him to come over?
Zhou Shuang hummed and then twitched her lips. She decided not to continue talking to Yan Rusheng.
In the midst of the conversation, the lift went down again.
Yan Rusheng averted his gaze to the big plastic bag that Zhou Shuang was holding. He could easily see the contents in the bagâthey were fruits and bread.
However, he found the bag extremely familiar.
Wasnât this...
It suddenly hit him, and so he frowned. âWhat are these?â
âItâs some fruits and snacks.â Zhou Shuang looked down and opened the bag before asking Yan Rusheng. âDo you want to have some?â
Xuxu mentioned that she didnât fancy the stuff, and Zhou Shuang could either bring it home or help her to throw it away.
Of course, she knew that he wouldnât be interested to eat them either. She was deliberately just teasing him.
This pretentious fellow always behaved as if the entire world owed him money.
Yan Rusheng frowned and a trace of annoyance flashed across his eyes.
His lips remained tightly pressed with no intention of speaking to her. He lifted his legs and walked past Zhou Shuang.
The strong smell of perfume and cosmetics assailed his nostrils. Those were obviously prominent luxury brands, but they smelled so cheap the moment she used them.
Stinky, pungent!
After Zhou Shuang entered the lift and the lift door closed, Yan Rusheng fished out his keys and opened the door.