Ji Xinxin had recently been pressured by Mother Ji into marriage, and it had her utterly frustrated. With nowhere to vent her irritation and melancholy, she called up Ling Chuxia to go out for afternoon tea to ramble about her myriad of messy problems.
However, no matter how long she spoke, Ling Chuxia zoned out just as long, infuriating Ji Xinxin to the point where she almost wanted to spray her coffee at her. Slamming her coffee down hard, she glared at Ling Chuxia, "Xiaxia, are you even listening to me?"
Ling Chuxia, still puzzled from last night’s events, couldn’t detach herself from her thoughts—not even Ji Xinxin’s shouting could. She just lazily lifted her eyes and responded, "Oh," indicating she was listening.
Her attitude finally enraged Ji Xinxin, who reached out and rudely turned her face towards her, staring intently into Ling Chuxia’s blank eyes and shouted, "Ling Chuxia, what on earth are you thinking about!"
Ji Xinxin’s brusque action finally brought Ling Chuxia back to reality. She blinked her big eyes in confusion and mumbled, "What’s up?"
Ji Xinxin stared at Ling Chuxia, her brows furrowing deeply, "I should be asking you what’s up? Weren’t you and Shi Che supposed to have made up? What else is bothering you?"
Ji Xinxin didn’t even need to ask to know that anything causing Ling Chuxia such distress and distraction had to be linked to Shi Che.
Ling Chuxia looked at Ji Xinxin, slightly lowered her gaze, lifted her coffee, and took a sip. The bitterness was intense enough to wake her mind significantly.
Three years of repression had accustomed her to keep all her troubles inside, even from Ji Xinxin. But now, she was truly lost, unable to see through Shi Che, or guess his thoughts. She had no more time to waste, so after thinking it over, she decided to ask Ji Xinxin.
Two heads are better than one, right?
Taking a deep breath, she organized her thoughts, took another sip of coffee, and nervously twined her fingers together before quietly beginning, "Xinxin, I need to ask you something."
Ji Xixin paused, her hand holding the coffee, her eyes slightly raised in surprise that she would ever come to her for advice. She glanced at her and said, "Ask."
"Well... if a man, during that intimate act, suddenly stops halfway, what could be the reason?"
Before Ling Chuxia could finish speaking, Ji Xinxin had already bluntly interjected, "What else could it be? Either the man can’t do it, or he just doesn’t want to sleep with her!"
Ling Chuxia’s face turned pale. Shi Che couldn’t be impotent, so that left only the possibility that he simply didn’t want to sleep with her. He hadn’t touched her for days, and deep down, she knew it. She hadn’t expected that, even in the heat of the moment, he would stop, showing just how reluctant he was to touch her.
Seeing Ling Chuxia’s expression, Ji Xinxin instantly understood, "Are you and Shi Che having problems in your sex life?"
In the past, such a question would have made Ling Chuxia blush, but now, she could barely muster any energy and morosely replied, "He doesn’t touch me at all."
Ji Xinxin was somewhat taken aback by this revelation. If Shi Che liked Ling Chuxia, he wouldn’t keep his hands off her. But what surprised her even more was Ling Chuxia’s reaction. She examined her expression and said meaningfully, "You don’t like Shi Che. Isn’t it better that he doesn’t touch you?"