Besides, he’s a grown man, shouldn’t he say a few comforting words to me no matter what? Making me feel like I’m worthless, like nobody wants me.
"Uh... about that..." Mentioning this idea, Lin Zifeng was also at a loss for words.
Now that I’m already a married man, it’s impossible to give Zhang Mengjie a legitimate status.
Besides, all this has nothing to do with me. It was Zhang Mengjie who pushed me down. Not giving her a title is just a moral issue.
But in his heart, he still loves Nangong Bing more.
Although he also really likes Zhang Mengjie.
Love and like are two different things and can’t be mixed together.
"Okay, okay, I won’t make it difficult for you. Look at you, even if I ask you today, you probably won’t know what to do. How about this, I don’t expect a status, but how about being your mistress? If you are willing, you can also take my sister, be your fourth mistress."
Zhang Mengjie giggled continuously, her lips red and teeth white, speaking with a charming demeanor.
"Damn! Zhang the Viper, stop messing around, okay?"
Lin Zifeng was frightened and shivered. Who would push their own sister into the fire? With one Zhang Mengjie, Lin Zifeng already feels quite guilty and sorry towards her. Adding her sister, what nonsense would that be?
No, no, I’m a very upright man, determined not to do this. But if she insists on introducing her sister to me, as a mature man, I’ll reluctantly accept it.
"Well, since you haven’t figured it out yet, I’ll give you time. Maybe by tomorrow morning, your answer won’t be so forced." Zhang Mengjie chuckled, smoothing her long hair.
She pulled out a cigarette from a women’s cigarette box and tossed it in front of him.
"Here, have a smoke. Look at you all nervous. I’m no tiger, no need to scare you . If you’re afraid, you should be afraid of your wife, not me."
Although she said it like that, in Lin Zifeng’s mind right now.
She and Nangong Bing are both scarier than tigers.
"These women’s cigarettes aren’t my thing. If you want, go downstairs and buy me a pack." Lin Zifeng glanced at the remnants on the bed. Honestly, he wants a bit of time to clean up everything on the bed, leaving no evidence for Zhang Mengjie to be smug about.
"They’re all the same cigarettes. This one is just made a bit thinner, the taste is the same."
Zhang Mengjie took the cigarette and placed it between her lips, squinting as she deeply inhaled twice, then gently exhaled the smoke. The taste of smoke for her, she had no addiction, smoking was purely to show off, after all, she was a big sister.
Not smoking made her seem less stylistic.
Lin Zifeng shook his head with a bitter smile.
"Sister Zhang, I really want to smoke now. Aren’t you planning to go down and buy me a pack?"
"What kind of cigarette do you want?" Zhang Mengjie’s eyes were irresistibly seductive.
Looking at her made Lin Zifeng feel slightly entranced again, but now his composure was a bit stronger.
"I’m not picky with cigarettes, as long as I can smoke. Preferring those low-grade ones with a harsh taste, the harsher the better, gives a thrill, helps me stay alert." Lin Zifeng mimicked the taste of cigarette in throat, squinting and smiling: "Strong liquor burns the heart, bad smoke chokes the mouth."
Zhang Mengjie stood up, laughing charmingly, and after scolding him with a laugh, she wrapped up her clothes and turned to go downstairs.
At this hour, cigarettes were still easily available. After all, Zhonghai City is a city that never sleeps. If you have money, someone else’s cigarettes costing ten bucks a pack, she can pay a hundred a pack, even if they don’t have any, they’d find a way to get some.
Watching Zhang Mengjie leave the room, Lin Zifeng didn’t idle; he quickly climbed onto the bed to clean up the sheets. Then, he bundled them up, ran out to the utility room, and threw the sheets into it, and then ran back out.
He put on a new large sheet, cleaned up the room. Now there shouldn’t be any traces, right?
Spending about ten minutes, when Zhang Mengjie knocked and came in, this guy was half-lying on the bed, reclining. That appearance was like he had been waiting for her on the bed for a long time.
Making Zhang Mengjie laugh irritably a few times.
"Your cigarette, Double Happiness, eight bucks a pack. I guess this suits your taste, right?"
Zhang Mengjie tossed the cigarette in front of him.
"Heh, this’ll do, suits me well. Though, it lacks an intense taste, but it’s okay, as long as I can smoke." Lin Zifeng lit the cigarette with a smiling squint. The room cleaned so meticulously, who could imagine this bed had undergone a major battle half an hour ago?
Zhang Mengjie shot him a resentful look, not noticing the changes on the bed.
The next day... because both of them stayed up late smoking the night before and overexercising, they slept until nine thirty in the morning.
At nine, Lin Zifeng was already awake. However, he didn’t wake her up.
Just quietly watching her was nice.
"You’ve been staring at me for half an hour. Do you still want to keep watching?" At this point, Zhang Mengjie’s eyes didn’t open, her mouth moved slightly.
"You’re awake!" Lin Zifeng was stunned, not expecting this elf to have been awake long ago.
"I woke up when you did. What, have you thought it over? Don’t treat what I said last night as nothing."
"What stuff?" Lin Zifeng asked, puzzled.
"Mistress! I don’t mind being the mistress. Do you mind?"
Zhang Mengjie suddenly bounced up from the bed.
"Mistress?" Lin Zifeng opened his mouth, finding her crazy notion even more insane than Mu Yang’s.
Mu Yang was most a lover back then.
Now there’s even talk of being a mistress!
"Haha— I think being a mistress isn’t bad. Why? I’m not bothered, are you?"
The woman smiled, showing teeth and asked, "If you want, I can hand my sister over to you too, or let you take my sister as well?"
Lin Zifeng was utterly speechless, shocked by this woman’s craziness.