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When Chuya pushed the door open, he heard the girl's words clearly.

"Don't come here."

Xia Jiang's voice was nasal and choked, and his words were not coherent.But it didn't matter, the meaning of refusal was expressed very clearly and very decisively, without any sloppiness.

However, Zhong would not listen to her.

The safety door was pushed open, and then carefully closed behind the back.

Zhong also walked to her side with very light steps, bent down and picked up the half-burned document.

"Xia Jiang." He sat down at the side, not caring that the dust on the stairs where no one was walking stained his pajamas.

Chuya stretched out his hand and covered the girl's brown hair—it was really soft and fluffy, just like a big stuffed bear.

"Do you hate Anbe?" Chuya asked, "Do you hate the Port Mafia | Hand Party? Do you hate your adoptive parents?"

The curled up girl's shoulders twitched even more violently.

After hesitating for a while, Zhong also asked a question that he didn't want to ask at all: "Xia Jiang, do you hate me?"

The brown-haired girl was finally willing to talk to him: "...does it matter?"

Of course, it doesn't matter, and the question doesn't matter.

The first eight years of Zhongye's life were very hard. He actually understands the suffering of others.He is not as low in both quotients as the rumors say, he knows everything.He's just too busy with work to learn how to make girls as good as his partner is - and he doesn't even bother to learn.

Therefore, he couldn't find an opening statement that was as relaxed as possible without appearing that he and Xia Jiang were separated from each other on the topic.

He can only use this clumsy, attention-grabbing way.

"If you don't hate me, would you eat what I gave you?" Zhong Ye tore open the packaging bag and handed the jelly to Xia Jiang.

Xia Jiang raised his head slightly, his eyes were red, and there were crystal tears hanging on his eyelashes.

"I don't want to eat right now," she said.

Her eyes slipped to Chuuya's hand, and then she didn't move.

"I thought eating something I like would make me feel better..." Nakaya explained, following her gaze to the jelly in his hand, his expression became stiff for a moment.

He wants to strangle himself now.

The brand of this jelly has cooperated with Academy City, and on the plastic film that seals the jelly, there is a ghost who looks like Guta printed on it.

Isn't this which pot can't be opened and lifted?

"I would have become a great doctor just like him." Xia Jiang blinked, and water sparkled in his sunny green eyes.Her voice was very calm, with a nasal tone and a touch of sadness that could not be eliminated for a while. "Not as powerful as him, but he is a doctor."

Zhong Ye was still regretting about Jelly, and after hearing Xia Jiang's words, he felt even more uncomfortable, and he didn't know how to respond.

"Anbu just took a fancy to my ability, but...they also tried their best to train me. They only have me as a doctor. The resources they give me are the best, and they care about me the most."

Xia Jiang's excellence is inseparable from Anbu's training.

"My adoptive parents are not good to me, often beat me and scold me, but..." Xia Jiang's voice came out of his throat, and he couldn't help crying.She lowered her head, crystal tears rolled down. "When I was young, our family was very poor, and even eating was a problem. My mother still bought me calcium tablets..."

Zhong also stroked her hair.

He seemed to be able to understand Xia Jiang's feelings.

If a person treats you very badly, it doesn't matter, you can hate him without any qualms.The fear is that the people who treat you badly are not that bad, and the people who treat you kindly are plotting against you and taking advantage of you.

Chuya himself has felt this kind of contradiction—sheep.

"Xia Jiang, it's normal for you to feel sorry for them." Zhong Ye said, "If you want revenge, then..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Jiang cried even harder.

Zhong also looked at her tears, and for some reason, a sour feeling surged in his heart.

How stupid he was, he thought.

If Dazai was here, there must be a way to make her happy.

Why didn't I buy two packs of paper towels at the convenience store?

Xia Jiang kept wiping his eyes with his sleeve, and said sobbingly, "I can't beat them...I can't win..."

Zhong also opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

In his impression, Xia Jiang seemed to have always been full of confidence, and she never gave up.

How difficult is it for her to reveal such a weak side?

Yes, my wife's family is a towering and insurmountable mountain. Facing this family, the current Port Mafia can only hold their tails between their legs.

But only now.

"Whoever can win, Xia Jiang." Zhong also said: "The port mafia | hand gang, those who insult the organization, will definitely pay back twice as much. And here I am."

He is not boasting, nor is he making decisions for Mori Ogai.

Zhong is also very clear about Mori Ogai's decision. If the leader intends to make peace with my wife's family, he will not give the sword to Xia Jiang.This, and all future peace and compromise, will only be temporary.

"You...?" Xia Jiang raised his head, looking at Zhong Ye with bright green eyes.

"With me here, at least I won't lose in terms of strength." Zhong also threw the jelly back into the plastic bag, got up and said, "Are you still resting tonight? If you can't sleep, I'll take you to eat... Sorry, the restaurant is closed gone."

He saw the gleam of light that had just been ignited suddenly dim in the girl's sunny green eyes.

Zhong also gritted his teeth, regretting that he had started this way: "... If you don't mind, come upstairs with me."

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Zhong also wears an apron—when he first moved in, he wanted to try to cook by himself, and he bought a complete set of daily necessities.

But the ideal is full, and the reality is fuller.

Is it the food in the fancy restaurant outside that isn't good, or is the job not busy enough?

Why does he have to cook by himself?

So, this apron was worn for the first time.

When Zhong is not on a business trip, there will be a chef at the apartment to cook for him.He has been working overtime for the past few days, and the ingredients prepared by the subordinates in charge of the apartment are still in the refrigerator.He took out the Wagyu beef stored in the freezer, and quickly thawed this expensive piece of beef in an incorrect way without blinking an eye.

A5 Wagyu beef, thawed in a microwave oven, can be described as wasteful.

Xia Jiang was sitting in the dining room, with her feet dangling, eating the jelly that Zhong Ye bought for her.

Chuya, who brought the fried steak to the table, asked, "How are you feeling?"

"That's weird, senior." Xia Jiang put down the jelly shell in her hand, the corners of her eyes were still red from crying. "I'm obviously sad, and I shouldn't be happy, but as soon as I eat something sweet, I feel happy."

"Is it so magical?" Zhong also didn't quite believe it, what he bought was jelly, not happy medicine.

Xia Jiang opened another jelly and handed it to Zhongye: "Try it."

Zhong also shook his head: "I don't want to eat this."

"Alas—" Xia Jiang lay half prone on the table, with a bit of complaint in his tone: "The jelly is delicious."

Xia Jiang seems to have changed.

She is a bit naive now, and her behavior and performance are finally in line with girls of this age.

Although Chuuya didn't get used to it, he didn't find it strange.

The previous Xia Jiang had a thick shell on her body. She was guarding against the port mafia, and also guarding against him in the Central Plains.Now this Xia Jiang just took off the shell, maybe it was useless to pretend to be in front of him, or maybe he was willing to open his heart to him.

It's not surprising, but it's lively and cute.

"Xia Jiang, do you know how to drink?" Zhong also felt a little distressed, and said, "I don't have drinks at home."

If you eat steak and drink straight water, it's too moody.

Xia Jiang straightened up slowly, and said, "...I have it in my box."

Zhong also looked at the two cans of sparkling water in her box and almost laughed out of anger.

What kind of brain circuit is this? When the defector organization packs up and runs away, they actually put sparkling water in the suitcase?

"Thank you, senior." Sitting behind Zhongya, Xia Jiang said slowly, "I don't know if I will confront the port organization in the future, but I promise, I will not betray you."

"Don't say such things, betraying the port organization is betraying me." Zhongya put the sparkling water on the table, walked back to his seat and sat down. "Drink your sparkling water."

Xia Jiang looked down at the poorly cooked steak due to a mistake in defrosting, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.