Paranoid Doctor Only Loves Me
Chapter 382 - 351 I found that Yangming likes Xinlan (1 update)_1

Chapter 382: 351 I found that Yangming likes Xinlan (1 update)_1

Jiang Tao finally walked away dejectedly on his own.

Zhao Xinlan had bought too many skewers, including some for Tang Shengyi, but since he didn’t eat them, Su Yangming ended up benefiting, didn’t he?

Once Jiang Tao had left, Zhao Xinlan invited Su Yangming to sit down and join her and Su Ruoan for the barbecue.

Su Ruoan, in fact, had already had enough to eat and was feeling a bit tired. She genuinely needed to wake up early for work the next day and had wanted to rest for a while after a long day.

However, she couldn’t bear to leave Zhao Xinlan barbecuing and drinking beer alone.

Now, they were drinking sparkling water, but she knew that if she went to her room to sleep, Zhao Xinlan would definitely switch to beer.

At this moment, Su Yangming arrived, and Zhao Xinlan had company, so Su Ruoan ate the ribs she still had, yawning, "Yangming, it’s getting late. Why don’t you stay over tonight and play the host? I’ll have your brother-in-law get you a pillow and blanket."

Su Ruoan wasn’t asking but making arrangements for him.

Su Yangming didn’t refuse.

Tang Shengyi had been watching Su Yangming the entire time. There were some things he had never understood before, but just now, he seemed to have noticed something?

It felt strange. What exactly was off?

Tang Shengyi rubbed the back of his head, deep in thought.

He momentarily forgot about his wife’s request to fetch the blanket.

Su Ruoan frowned, walked over, and pinched Tang Shengyi’s waist, neither too lightly nor too heavily. The pinch made him jump up, "Wife?"

"I told you to get a pillow and blanket for Yangming, what are you daydreaming about here?" Su Ruoan glared at him with suspicion.

What kind of look had he been giving Yangming just now?

It was as if he didn’t recognize Yangming. Wasn’t that strange?

"Oh, I’ll go get them now."

Tang Shengyi went into their master bedroom, grabbed a stepping stool, and took down the neatly stored pillow and blanket from the top of the wardrobe.

After placing the blanket and pillow on the sofa, Su Ruoan also brought out a new set of toiletries and set them on the table for Su Yangming.

"All set, you two keep enjoying yourselves. Shengyi and I are off to bed, we can’t stay up any longer."

"Go ahead and sleep, I’ll chat with Xiao Ming at leisure."

"Okay, Yangming has to get up early too. In any case, you two should finish chatting sooner rather than later and get some sleep."

"Sure, don’t worry, I won’t let your precious brother stay up with me."

"Alright then, we’ll leave you to it."

Su Ruoan pulled Tang Shengyi into the bedroom.

Tang Shengyi lay in bed for a long time but couldn’t fall asleep.

He thought of one possibility and turned over. Thinking of another, he turned over again.

After tossing and turning several times, he finally woke up Su Ruoan, who had not been asleep for long. She frowned, sat up, and turned on the bedside lamp on her side.

"Old Tang, what’s the matter with you tonight? If you want to eat barbecue, go on out."

Hadn’t there been enough irritations tonight?

She was dead tired. How would she face her patients tomorrow if she didn’t rest well?

He needed to rest well too. He was an anesthesiologist, playing an especially critical role during surgeries.

"I don’t want to eat barbecue. If I did, I would’ve eaten when Yangming wasn’t here, right?"

"Then what’s the matter? If you can’t sleep, why not go for a run downstairs?"

"Wife, don’t be so impatient. I have something important to tell you." Tang Shengyi turned over, propped his face with one hand, looking serious.

"What important thing?" Su Ruoan, with her eyes closed, was completely indifferent and not at all curious.

She even suspected that this guy, Tang Shengyi, just wanted to chat with her, didn’t he?

Couldn’t he pick another day to chat?

"Have you noticed that Yangming has been acting a bit strange?"

"...How exactly has he been strange?" Su Ruoan opened her eyes. Tang Shengyi was talking about her brother, and as his sister, she naturally cared about him.

Was old Tang calling her brother strange?

Was it strange just because he was thirty-six and not married yet?

These days, there are so many single men and women in their forties who aren’t married—plenty of them, right?

Times are different now. It’s not about being complacent and settling for just anyone to get through life.

Finding the right person and building the right family is certainly not easy.

Anyway, she thought it was good for Su Yangming to be choosy.

Besides, it wasn’t that he couldn’t get married, he just didn’t want to.

Not to brag, but if he wanted to get married, at least a whole truckload of women would be willing to line up.

"Before, I always thought he stayed unmarried because he found women troublesome, especially those dramatic types. That would be a huge headache."

"But just now, I realized, it’s not that he finds women troublesome, it’s that no other woman has ever moved his heart. If his heart were moved, I’m afraid he would dote on his future girlfriend a lot."

"Isn’t that obvious? Who wouldn’t dote on their girlfriend? Are they supposed to bully them instead?" Su Ruoan was somewhat irritated.

"Wife, don’t interrupt," Tang Shengyi muttered. He really had something important to say to her.

He wasn’t trying to coddle her.

"Then continue." Really, what in the world is going on tonight that there are so many issues?

Tang Shengyi also realized his wife was getting impatient. He thought for a moment and stated the conclusion directly, "Wife, I realized that Yangming likes Xinlan."

Tang Shengyi’s original plan was to slowly lay the groundwork with Su Ruoan, to build up the idea layer by layer, progressively.

To let her slowly digest the possibility that such a thing could exist.

But alas, his wife’s patience was lacking, so Tang Shengyi skipped over his initial thoughts and just blurted out the possibility he had just considered.

Now, Su Ruoan’s sleepiness was successfully chased away.

Su Ruoan sat up from the bed, turned her head, and glared at Tang Shengyi with force, "What did you say?"

Tang Shengyi also sat up, "I said, I suspect, Yangming... he likes your best friend."

After some careful consideration, Tang Shengyi changed "I realized" to "I suspect."

Being a doctor, one tends to be detail-oriented, and in terms of meticulousness, Su Ruoan admitted she couldn’t compare to old Tang.

But as for this ridiculous claim, Su Ruoan thought it was absolutely impossible.

She and Zhao Xinlan were best friends, so Su Yangming treated Zhao Xinlan like a sister.

Moreover, men as a group are known for their one-track minds.

Even an eighty-year-old man prefers eighteen-year-old girls.

Su Yangming wasn’t someone who couldn’t find young girls; how could he possibly have such romantic feelings for Zhao Xinlan, who was almost like a sister to him?

"You suspect it now, but didn’t you just say you had realized it?" Su Ruoan’s rising tension dropped significantly, and she frowned at Tang Shengyi. Could he stop suspecting baselessly here and there?

"I misspoke just now, so I corrected myself, wife. Do you want to hear why I suspect this?" Tang Shengyi leaned in, trying to be persuasive with a pleading face.

Su Ruoan slapped his face back to where it belonged, "Sorry, I don’t want to listen to your rumors. I’m tired, let me sleep, okay? Stop thinking about Yangming and the others and go to sleep too. You’re acting like you don’t have to work."

Tang Shengyi: "..."