His message was like a stone thrown into the deep sea — no response came forth for a long, long time.
The man furrowed his brows.
Since he'd kissed her that day, she had been avoiding him.
She would not answer his calls or return his text messages.
It was only a kiss, why would she do that…? Moreover, this was not the first time they'd kissed.
"Hey, why are you still around?"
Standing behind him, Xu Kuangjie gave a slap on his shoulder.
There was not much to do at the office today so he came to send his buddy off.
Gathering his thoughts, the man nodded and did not say anything more.
With his long and attractive brows and eyes and with his thin, slightly glossy lips, he looked clean and refreshing in his snow-white shirt.
His buddy hardly ever saw him in all-white, except when he was wearing the white coat in the hospital.
Before this, he'd preferred dull and dark colors. Back in university, his wardrobe only had clothes in black, blue, and gray. In the last few months, though, for some unknown reasons, the man started going for the color white.
However, someone had told Xu Kuangjie that white would make one look younger and more energetic.
To describe Jiang Beiyuan as young and energetic…
Well, he begged to differ!
The announcement went off: it was boarding time for Jiang Beiyuan's flight.
The man swept his gaze calmly over the surroundings, seeming to be searching for someone.
Amused, his buddy waved his hand before him to gain his attention.
"Stop looking! There's only me sending you off. Your wife isn't here."
He pursed his thin lips straight. "For the next two days when I'm not around, please help me to look after her."
"Bro, she's your wife and you want me to look after her for you? Are you sure about that?"
"There's been a young rascal eyeing her recently."
The man was frowning as he retorted coldly.
"Hahahaha… There's a saying for such a situation. Where mosquitos won't bite those… Ahem."
His eyes locked gaze with his buddy's sullen glare, and he quickly changed the topic. Clearing his throat, he said, "What I mean is, which young brat has gotten tired of living to fight with you over the same woman?! What abomination! He and his clan ought to be punished!"
"Can you keep watch over her shop? Let me know if there's a troublemaker looking for her."
After giving more reminders about Yan Nian, and nothing else, he turned to go.
Just when Jiang Beiyuan had stepped away, Xu Kuangjie received a call from his cousin.
"Cousin, I realize that I still like her the most."
"Chey, you rascal. Are you still harping on about your first love?!"
Actually, strictly speaking, this was not his first love.
What he knew was that his cousin had a crush on his classmate in high school, but he had been too shy to express his feelings.
After that, he went abroad to study and had a few relationships. But none turned out well in the end, because he could not forget his high school crush.
What you could not have would always be the best.
"Eh. Ever since I've returned home recently, I've been thinking of her."
"Well, then, go and ask her out. Take this chance to tell her your feelings. This will make up for the past regret you're still holding!"
He rambled on. His cousin was younger than he was by six years, and the young lad's indecisiveness could drive him up the wall at times.
He Huaiguang sighed. "But she's already married!"
"Oh. We can't touch married women. But cousin, you are so handsome. Who knows, she may change her mind after she meets you!"
The young lad gave a resigned laugh at his cousin's narcissistic consolation. "Her husband is so good-looking and charismatic. He's like a model."
"Chey, is he better-looking than me, your cousin here?"
"Er… don't get mad if I tell the truth. Actually, he's slightly better-looking than you."
"Ah! There's such good stuff around still?"
In Ning City, the only one whom he would reluctantly admit to be better-looking than him was Jiang Beiyuan!
"You've got to believe me, it's the truth. He's that kind where he does not have to do anything to make himself look good. All you'll need to feel inferior is a look from him."
"There's no such person around!"
Snorting disdainfully, he parked his hand outside the rolled-down car window and said casually, "Alright. I'll check him out next time. This person ought to see and understand who's a real man!"