Chapter 1135: It’s Called Jealousy
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Jun Shiyan took a look and threw the windbreaker on the sofa.
When Xu Xi saw that he was about to leave, he heaved a sigh of relief. How could Third Master wear this kind of clothes without a brand? Third Master’s clothes were specially tailored for him and were all from famous brands.
He was about to pick up the clothes and hide them before handing them to Miss Ling the next day to remind her not to leave them around carelessly.
However, before he could do anything, the man took two steps back, picked up the windbreaker on the sofa, and tried it on!
Xu Xi’s eyes almost fell to the ground. Oh G.o.d, in the Third Master’s heart, Miss Ling was indeed different from the rest. Were there not many women who bought him clothes and gave him gifts? There were quite a lot!
Putting everyone else aside, Luo Xin alone had given him countless gifts. The Third Master had never even bothered to look at her, let alone wear the clothes she bought.
After Jun Shiyan was dressed, he asked Xu Xi, “How is it? Does it fit?”
Although the quality of the clothes was worrying, since she had personally chosen it for him, he would reluctantly wear them!
Xu Xi hurriedly nodded. “Yes, it looks good. Third Master, you look good in anything.”
Jun Shiyan glanced at him disdainfully and scoffed. He sneered as he instructed, “The sleeves are a little tight. If she buys more clothes for me next time, remember to tell her the size.”
Xu Xi wanted to die. He wanted to shout, “Third Master, she didn’t buy this for you. Is it really okay for you to wear it?”
However, seeing how excited he was, how would he dare to spoil his mood? At most, he would look at the brand and buy another piece for Miss Ling to compensate her.
Jun Shiyan was wearing a new set of clothes. He even went to the mirror to admire it before taking it off and throwing it to Xu Xi. “Pack it up. I want to wear it tomorrow morning.”
Xu Xi sighed crazily in his heart. He took the clothes, hung his head, and walked out dejectedly. The Third Master was crazy, definitely crazy.
‘When Jun Shiyan went to the bathroom to take a shower, he realized that there were a lot more toiletries. There was a woman’s towel, toiletries, and two cute cups on the sink. The styles were the same, there was one big cup and one small cup. The toothbrush inside was the same.
“Xu Xi,” Jun Shiyan called out. He pointed at the thing above and frowned, looking a little unhappy. “Where’s mine?”
Xu Xi hurriedly said, “It’s in the cabinet below. Miss Ling said that you definitely wouldn’t use it.”
Jun Shiyan looked over. Xu Xi shivered and realized that he had said something wrong. He quickly opened the cabinet and took out the remaining set that Miss Ling had hidden. “Here.”
‘When Miss Ling came back, she even said that she had an extra set and wanted to give it to him. Luckily, he was smart enough to reject her. Otherwise, he would have been killed by the Third Master!
‘When Jun Shiyan was washing up, he looked at the pink bottle beside his own toiletries and suddenly had the idea to secretly use it.
It smelled so good that it reminded him of the woman’s scent when she walked past him. However, compared to her scent, he felt that something was missing.
Although the toothbrush was not of high quality, it was still comfortable to use. After brushing his teeth, he placed the toothbrush on the countertop.
After taking two steps, he turned around and felt that the arrangement was not that neat. After placing the three toothbrushes in order of size, he left satisfied.
When he went out, the house was very quiet. It was so quiet that he could hear the rain pattering on the gla.s.s outside. The house was warm. He quietly walked to the door of her son’s room and realized that it was not closed tightly.
He pushed them open gently. With the warm night light in the bedroom, he could clearly see the two figures sleeping on the bed. This made his heart warmed up instantly.
Xu Xi was standing at a corner. He could only rest after the Third Master fell asleep. However, when he saw the strange man who seemed to be possessed by a ghost in front of him, he was speechless.
Although he said that he hated her and did not want to see her, in reality, he still tried on the clothes that she bought. He even threw a tantrum when he saw that she only bought the items for her son and her but not for him.
Ling Sheng got up before dawn the next day. When she went out, it was drizzling again.
The weather in the south was rainy in spring. If she could lie at home for a whole day without moving, she would find the rain rather pleasant.
However, if she had to get up early to do manual labor, she would not like the cold weather when it was drizzling!
“Miss Ling,” Xu Xi ran out in the rain and shouted at her. He handed her the shopping bag. “Don’t forget what you bought.”
Ling Sheng glanced at the clothes that she had bought for Brother Chen. “Thank you. You should hurry back. It’s quite cold.”
Xu Xi saw that she was not wearing much and wanted to ask her to add another piece of clothing. In the end, he decided not to be a busybody and bade her goodbye before returning to his room.
Surprisingly, when they reached the corridor and Ling Sheng opened the door, a tall man stood at the door, holding a black umbrella.
“Luo Luo.” Ling Sheng looked at the young man who had suddenly appeared in front of her in surprise. She ran over excitedly and looked up at him. “How did you know I was here?”
Actually, they only saw each other a while ago, but why did she feel that he grew so tall that she had to look up to see him?
She did not know how long the young man had been waiting in the rain. Under the light of the street lamp, she could clearly see his sideburns, which were soaked by the rain. It made her heart ache.
Si Chengluo looked at the thin clothes she was wearing and frowned. He stuffed the umbrella into her hands, took off his jacket, and put it on her. “Song Yiyan told me. I should have come to look for you long ago, but I couldn’t get away. Why are you wearing so little, are you still a child?”
His tone sounded like he was lecturing a child, but it made Ling Sheng feel warm and comfortable. She smiled at him and said, “Why are you like an old man?”
Si Chengluo looked at her nonchalant expression and sighed helplessly. He asked, “Why are you with him again?”
Ling Sheng shook her head with a smile and mumbled, “No, I am living with my son.”
On the second floor, the room was dark, but the curtains were drawn. The man stood quietly in front of the window. His tall figure and narrow eyes looked at the man and woman at the door. Watching their intimate interaction, he felt a fire burning in his chest, and his blood started to boil.
He clearly knew that there was something called jealousy that was rooted in his heart like wild gra.s.s, slowly spreading to his limbs..