"..." Cheng Suisui immediately had black lines all over her forehead—you give someone an inch, and they take a mile.
After a moment of silence, Cheng Suisui asked again, "Mengmeng, can I ask you another question?"
"Sure." Mengmeng nodded on the other end of the phone.
Cheng Suisui paused to gather her thoughts before asking, "Will you ever divorce Gu Zhihan?"
"Pfft! Of course not!" Mengmeng had not expected this to be the question. She spit out the water she had just drunk and hurriedly asked with a wry smile, "Why would you ask that?"
"Oh, please don’t get me wrong. I’m not cursing you; I’m just asking," Cheng Suisui quickly explained, hoping Mengmeng wouldn’t misunderstand. "Actually, I was thinking that if you never got divorced, Jiang Yibai might eventually give up on you, and then maybe I’d have a chance."
"Don’t worry, even if one day I really did divorce Gu Zhihan, I still wouldn’t like Jiang Yibai. So go ahead and chase him boldly!" Mengmeng encouraged her.
Perhaps too caught up in the conversation, she hadn’t noticed that Gu Zhihan was standing right behind her, his face dark as thunder.
"Then I feel relieved." Cheng Suisui said with a tearful smile before preparing to end the call, "Mengmeng, my mom is calling me to eat. Let’s chat another time!"
Mengmeng also hung up the phone.
Then she suddenly turned her head and saw the man standing behind her.
"Whoa!" Mengmeng was startled, and while patting her little heart, she asked, "When did you get here, making no sound at all?"
"I arrived just when you were talking about ’divorcing me’!" Gu Zhihan said through gritted teeth, emphasizing each word.
If one were close enough, one could hear the sound of his teeth grinding, as if he was about to devour someone alive.
Mengmeng immediately swallowed hard, cowered, and then flashed a servile smile, "Honey, don’t be angry, it was just a metaphor."
The young girl explained while eagerly running over to massage his shoulders.
"Even as a metaphor, it’s not okay!" he huffed coldly.
Is divorce a topic to be thrown around lightly?
"Okay, okay, I won’t ever talk about it again, is that not enough?"
"Hmm." The man finally satisfied, directed the girl massaging his shoulders, "Put some more strength into it, haven’t you eaten?"
He actually started ordering her around!
Mengmeng glared and squeezed his shoulders with great force, grinding her teeth, "Is that strong enough for you?"
"Not bad, massage other places too," Gu Zhihan said with slightly squinted eyes, a look of enjoyment on his face.
"Where else?" Mengmeng continued grinding her teeth.
"The hardest part," Gu Zhihan hinted with a hint of a smile.
Mengmeng couldn’t help but scream loudly, "You! You’re being a rogue again!"
"When have I been a rogue again?" Gu Zhihan looked innocent.
Mengmeng was almost too embarrassed to speak, "You... you told me to massage... the most... hard... hardest place."
"Yes, what’s wrong with that?" Gu Zhihan knew she had misunderstood and immediately lifted her chin, asking provocatively, "It seems you’ve wasted your four years studying nursing if you don’t know that the hardest part of the human body is the teeth."
Mengmeng, annoyed and embarrassed, protested, "Why didn’t you make it clear!"
He clearly did it on purpose to make her misunderstand, thinking she wouldn’t know!
"Besides, what good is massaging teeth!"