Xing Sike felt so angry she wanted to vomit blood.
Was this vixen a bit too infuriating?
Actually, Lu Jing had already held himself back a lot. After all, seeing Jiang Ye’s expression, this girl wasn’t simple.
Moreover, generally speaking, men are without fault in any case.
The tragedy from six years ago, he truly didn’t want to repeat it!
Of course, he was getting older and compared to his younger years, he understood and empathized more.
Jiang Ye also started laughing, truly not giving Miss Xing any illusions.
"Xing Sike, go back to your school. Don’t make me have someone carry you back."
Jiang Ye raised his hand to look at his watch, then pulled out a walkie-talkie and prepared to call someone.
Frightened, Xing Sike immediately softened:
"Brother Aye, can I go back after the performance?"
"Fine, but there’s one condition."
"Don’t bother my wife whether there’s an issue or not!
How Xing Sike felt was nobody’s concern; Lu Jing was secretly thrilled.
Women all have their little thoughts.
Seeing a man do so much for oneself, she must feel comforted and happy.
Teeth gritted, Xing Sike left furiously, too upset to vent and utterly desperate.
And when Xing Sike’s figure had completely disappeared, Lu Jing suddenly let go of the man’s hand and strode away.
Jiang Ye was stunned:
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Lu Jing walked even faster, ignoring the person behind.
What else could Jiang Ye do?
He could only hurry after her:
"What’s wrong?" he asked.
Trying to shake off his hand again, she realized it was being held firmly and gave up:
"Jiang Ye, when will you handle your messy romantic problems?
I don’t want to deal with someone challenging me every now and then—I don’t have the time!"
"Wife, you can’t say that. You’re my wife, aren’t these issues for you to handle?"
Since ancient times, it’s been men dealing with external matters and women with internal affairs, you know?
But, Lu Jing was not pleased.
"Make a mess yourself and expect others to clean it up?"
"Wife, it’s really not what you think."
Jiang Ye sighed deeply before slowly speaking:
"Xing Sike, I only regard her as a sister, a real sister!"
Lu Jing was puzzled—if it was about having a real sister, didn’t this person have one?
Jiang Ye’s voice lowered, and he said softly:
"It starts six years ago when I just joined the squad. The squad leader was Xing Sike’s real brother.
He took great care of me and slowly we became good friends.
But during a rescue operation four years ago, he sacrificed his life.
To save me, he suffocated alive in a fire!"
"I had given my breathing mask to someone else, overstayed inside too long, and succumbed to poisoning and passed out.
The squad leader, Xing Sike’s brother, gave me his mask and dragged me out step by step.
Sadly, he couldn’t make it out.
A heavy beam trapped him, suffocating him alive inside."
For a moment, Lu Jing didn’t know what to say.
It was just a very heavy feeling.
But Jiang Ye spoke again:
"So, since then, I’ve been treating Xing Sike like a real sister, nothing more.
Wife, you should trust me!"
Now that everything was out in the open, what was there not to trust?
"Alright, I wasn’t suspecting anything. Do you really think I’m blind and can’t see?"