Watching Jiang Cheng patiently reply to message after message, Su Wan quickly said, "With so many texts, I was just afraid you couldn't keep up."
Jiang Cheng's fingers started moving at her words...
He went on, "Haven't you ever heard this famous line?"
Su Wan gave a soft cry. "What??"
"It's cold now; worry more about the one you love and less about useless things. I type fast, it's not like I can't keep up—how could I be tired?"
Her body's reaction left Su Wan a little dazed, and the way Jiang Cheng bit off each syllable suddenly sounded odd to her.
She ran the sentence through her mind again.
"You mean, worry more about the one you love—or worry more, about the one you love??"
Jiang Cheng shot back, "Is there a difference?? As long as it's the one you love."
His righteous tone left her speechless.
When Jiang Cheng tapped open the photo Xia Meng had sent, Su Wan's gaze locked on the screen.
Pointing at the message, Su Wan said, "This—she took this photo at Hope Primary School?"
Jiang Cheng nodded. "Mm-hmm. It's the Hope Primary School in her village; they've just started rebuilding it."
Su Wan: favorability value –2!
Watching Su Wan's favorability drop from 95 to 93, Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow.
Could his guess have been wrong??
No way...
After checking with Mind Perception Skill, Jiang Cheng calmed right down.
He kept coolly answering Xia Meng's chat.
Ever since she and Jiang Cheng had officially become a couple, she felt a new strength supporting her.
She was no longer so easily swamped by bitterness.
Before, whenever she saw Jiang Cheng walk into Yu Xiaoxiao's office at work, a tide of heartache would surge inside her.
But now that feeling had clearly lessened.
She'd thought she'd accepted the situation the moment she managed to talk herself into it.
After all, she could face Yu Xiaoxiao without flinching.
When she wasn't seeing it with her own eyes, she could even pretend nothing was happening.
Yet sitting in Jiang Cheng's arms while he chatted with another woman, Su Wan realized she wasn't as strong or open-minded as she'd believed.
Especially when the girl sent a string of intimate messages like "I miss you," one after another; an indescribable bitterness spread through her heart.
Worse still, Xia Meng said she'd already booked tomorrow's train back to Shanghai.
At this moment, claiming Su Wan felt no jealousy would be a lie.
Even ancient emperors' queens, with their three palaces and six courts, couldn't stand seeing other concubines favored and would want them gone.
Not to mention she herself wasn't even the official queen.
Among concubines, harmony on the surface hides rivalry and jealousy behind the scenes, with every covert trick used to bring rivals down.
In modern times, that's simply called cut-throat competition in the same field.
Seeing Jiang Cheng show her the phone so openly, Su Wan tapped the photo and swiped to the next.
When she saw the next few pictures, she couldn't help being surprised.
The girl in the photos looked innocent, with a hint of youthful shyness.
Wearing a yellow construction helmet, she flashed a V-sign at the camera.
"She's helping out at the construction site?" Su Wan asked in surprise. "She looks really young—has she even turned eighteen?"
Xiaoxiao is her usual way of addressing Xia Meng.