Flash Marriage, Deep Love
Chapter 168: Thoughts of Three People (1)

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Thoughts of Three People (1)

"Han Bin, since when did you become so petty? Besides, is this really my fault? When you were in Africa, I couldn’t reach you at all. I tried calling but couldn’t get through, so I had to text you. And even after you came back, you didn’t tell me. How was I supposed to know whether you were still in some remote corner of Africa!" Mi Jing retorted angrily.

"Fine, it was petty of me, it’s not your fault, it’s mine! But how could you get married so rashly? Didn’t we agree that you need my approval before marrying anyone?"

Did they really have such an agreement?

Mi Jing frowned, trying to recall. Quickly, the door of memory opened, and she vaguely remembered a certain afternoon when the two of them sat on a big tree at the farm, watching the beautiful sunset. It seemed they did make such an agreement, but they were just kids back then — she was ten, he was twelve. Even though they swore by it, it gradually faded from her memory. If Han Bin hadn’t mentioned it now, she wouldn’t have remembered it at all.

"The situation was special back then. My sister was getting a divorce, and my mother was pressuring me to get married. I happened to meet a suitable and excellent match, so impulsively, I got married. I..."

Upon hearing this, Han Bin snorted coldly again and asked, "A suitable and excellent match?"

"Yeah! Didn’t Aunt tell you?" Mi Jing thought it was impossible for Aunt, who liked Shen Lingxing so much, not to mention him to Han Bin.

"I’ve heard about it, but both you and my mom have terrible taste," Han Bin said disdainfully.

"I have terrible taste?" Mi Jing asked in disbelief and then questioned indignantly, "In what way do I have terrible taste?"

"Liking that bastard Han Xiujie is proof enough of your terrible taste!"

Han Bin’s words were like a knife to Mi Jing’s heart, as if exposing a previously bloody and raw wound, accompanied by waves of pain that made her feel embarrassed and left her without words to refute him.

Hearing no response from Mi Jing, Han Bin on the other end of the phone seemed to realize he had misspoken. He said, "I’ll treat you guys to dinner tonight and see just how great your husband really is!"

The latter half of his sentence was spoken with added emphasis and a strange tone of aggression.

"I’ll think about it!" Mi Jing’s displeasure quickly dissipated, and she decided to put on a facade.

"I’ll give you one minute to think."

Hearing this, Mi Jing covered her phone and turned her attention to Shen Lingxing beside her. "My cousin invited us to dinner. What do you think?"

"Sure!" Shen Lingxing agreed readily, a glint of light flashing in his dark eyes that Mi Jing didn’t catch.

Getting Shen Lingxing’s response, Mi Jing immediately uncovered her phone and said, "Dinner is fine, but I get to choose the place, or I won’t be happy!"

"Street food on Hubin Road, no other options!"

"Han Bin, did someone sodomize you while you were in Africa or something? You not only changed your temperament but also became so stingy! How can you even suggest street food?" Mi Jing openly expressed her disdain for Han Bin.

"Hate to disappoint you, but I ate well and slept soundly in Africa. Some people even wanted to sodomize me, but I refused." Jokingly, Han Bin suddenly changed his tone and said, "It’s settled then, see you at six-thirty."

"Beep, beep—"

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Mi Jing really wanted to throw her phone, but thinking of the money spent on it, she restrained herself.

After so much nonsense with Han Bin, Mi Jing felt her ears were burning. She rubbed them, but her hands were too warm to have much effect. Glancing around, she noticed Shen Lingxing’s finely-jointed large hand and immediately grabbed it, placing it on the ear that had been holding the phone.

Actually, Mi Jing couldn’t really tell if Shen Lingxing’s body temperature was generally high or low. When she was in his arms, he felt warm, but right now, his hand was cold, just enough to cool down her ear.

"Do you want some hot water?" Mi Jing asked, holding Shen Lingxing’s big hand against her ear, her eyes sparkling as she curved her lips into a smile.

"No," Shen Lingxing said seriously, "I want to drink your saliva."

Mi Jing’s mouth twitched at his words, glaring at Shen Lingxing and saying, "Pretend I didn’t ask."

Shen Lingxing, however, seemed preoccupied. His face was calm, and his eyes were deep, unlike his usual playful self.

A while later, the temperature of Mi Jing’s ear dropped, and Shen Lingxing’s hand was warmed by her. Letting go of his hand, Mi Jing preemptively warned him, "Shen Lingxing, the place my cousin invited us to doesn’t exactly scream safety or class."

"Anywhere is fine." Shen Lingxing didn’t care where they ate. After listening to Mi Jing’s entire conversation with Han Bin, he realized she has a side she doesn’t show him.

Sometimes, Mi Jing could be a bit obsessive, but in front of Shen Lingxing, she wouldn’t express herself as unrestrainedly as she did with Han Bin, which inevitably led him to ponder.

"Is street food okay?" Mi Jing asked seriously.

"Yes," Shen Lingxing affirmed.

"Won’t you feel a bit undervalued?"

"No." Hearing Mi Jing care so much about his feelings, Shen Lingxing smiled knowingly. That warm smile felt like a ray of sunshine, reaching the deepest part of Mi Jing’s heart.

"You’re the best, hubby!" Mi Jing couldn’t help but exclaim. She then rewarded Shen Lingxing with a kiss on the cheek and happily went upstairs to change clothes.

Hubin Road is a street beside South Lake, located in the suburbs, away from the bustling city. The surroundings are quite serene; however, a lot of students come here to eat. At night, the street food joints are booming with business. Unlike the quiet and leisurely daytime, it gets very lively with people coming and going. Hence, parking is impossible near the food stalls, and cars have to be parked in an open lot two hundred meters away.

Getting out of the car, Mi Jing walked hand in hand with Shen Lingxing through the crowd, confidently accepting the gazes from passersby. Occasionally glancing around, she noticed pairs of eyes filled with amazement, shining brighter than the streetlights.

Once again, it was proven that Shen Lingxing was truly a natural eye-catcher. His handsome face, tall and slender figure, gentle and elegant demeanor, and outstanding taste in clothing made him unmissable even in a dense crowd. Not to mention others, even Mi Jing, who had been living under the same roof with him for a while, couldn’t help but be mesmerized by his good looks from time to time. Just like now, she couldn’t stop being awestruck by his handsome face, absolutely smitten.