Sang Xiao “uh-ed” and “ah-ed” for a long time without saying anything coherent.
“What is it?” Just as Kuang Qingshang placed her hand on the door frame, Sang Xiao quickly held the door, clearly not wanting Kuang Qingshang to enter.
Kuang Qingshang frowned and glanced into the room, not finding anything unusual. She suppressed the confusion in her heart: “I only came to report my situation to you.”
Sang Xiao: “???”
“I apologize for not telling you beforehand about having a friend over. I think I made you angry again just now and didn’t have a chance to explain clearly. Zhuang Zhe came over because he had something urgent to talk to me about. I didn’t tell you at the time because I saw you were busy.”
In fact, Zhuang Zhe came over out of curiosity about Sang Xiao. The reason Kuang Qingshang didn’t tell Sang Xiao was that she was afraid of scaring her. In Kuang Qingshang’s eyes, Sang Xiao was an easily frightened little rabbit. As for saying Sang Xiao was busy, it referred to Sang Xiao eating out with others at the time.
“Also, we will be leaving in a few days and won’t be back until the end of the year.”
Sang Xiao was not surprised by this; she had guessed it when she saw Zhuang Zhe.
It felt like entering a confession session. Kuang Qingshang looked at Sang Xiao with anticipation. Sang Xiao met Kuang Qingshang’s crystal-clear eyes and thought that she didn’t seem to have anything to report.
She thought for a moment: “I saw you when I was having dinner at the restaurant today. I was with a child from the kindergarten and her mother—the child who was sick last time.”
Kuang Qingshang blinked: “That’s all?”
Sang Xiao would never mention the live stream. She nodded firmly: “Yes.”
Kuang Qingshang looked at Sang Xiao quietly. Seeing her wary expression, combined with her look when she opened the door just now, Kuang Qingshang vaguely guessed her concern. Kuang Qingshang felt a little helpless, “Did I make it that obvious?” She said, “I have nothing else. Sleep early. Good night.”
Sang Xiao quickly nodded: “Good night.”
When Kuang Qingshang left, Sang Xiao relaxed, feeling too embarrassed to face anyone. She had actually thought the wrong way. It was all Kuang Qingshang’s fault for describing a simple situation report as fulfilling “wife-wife duty.” On the other hand, Kuang Qingshang was leaving. With the way Kuang Qingshang had looked at her fixedly just now, could she have been expecting Sang Xiao to express reluctance to part?
Sang Xiao rested her chin on her hand and thought about it. She absolutely couldn’t feel reluctant. Kuang Qingshang must have been disappointed.
She didn’t even want to continue the live stream.
But she had left suddenly just now and had to go online to explain the situation.
Why did the broadcast suddenly cut off?
Did something happen?
Don’t tell me we guessed correctly.
The live stream room automatically continued the previous topic. Fortunately, a user named “Rare Character” appeared. “Rare Character” didn’t seem to have watched the live stream before and asked what was going on. Before Sang Xiao could stop it, enthusiastic viewers had already summarized the whole story.
Sang Xiao: “…”
Fortunately, no one in the live stream room knew her in real life.
Why must praise always have an ulterior motive? Can’t it just be genuine praise?
“Rare Character” began to express their opinion, their tone appearing a bit sharp.
You guys overthink things too much. Does everything have to have a motive? Seeing someone’s luxury car makes you think they must have snagged a rich patron? Complimenting someone’s beauty means they want to sleep with them? Maybe you guys are just too impure.
Someone questioned: Dare you say the streamer’s wife doesn’t want to sleep with the streamer?
“Rare Character” didn’t dare to say so and didn’t reply.
Besides, we are inferring based on the conditions provided by the streamer. The streamer said before that her wife is not a good person.
They are newly married and spend little time together. Isn’t this normal?
Rare Character is a bit strange today. You’re not the streamer’s wife, are you? The brothers and sisters in the live room should stick together.
“Rare Character”: “…”
Sang Xiao, however, thought of Teacher Kang. She had once scorned Teacher Kang’s baseless speculation, and now she was doing the same. Combined with the fact that Kuang Qingshang had truly done nothing wrong just now.
Sang Xiao: “It was indeed my prejudice.”
In fact, it’s best to ask the person directly about anything, to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings
Sang Xiao: “I did ask, but I misunderstood.”
That was her personal issue; Kuang Qingshang had no problems.
Sang Xiao covered her face, no longer in the mood to chat. She went offline in a hurry, took a shower, and went to bed.
Since the next day was the weekend, Sang Xiao turned off her alarm before going to sleep, indulging in the pleasure of sleeping in. When she woke up in the morning, she didn’t see Kuang Qingshang, but she saw Feng Shu in the living room.
Feng Shu was dressed in casual clothes and smiled when she saw Sang Xiao: “Sang Xiao, up so early? It’s the weekend, you could have slept longer.”
Sang Xiao felt awkward; it was nearly nine o’clock. She had been consumed by embarrassment since yesterday.
“Mom, when did you arrive?”
Feng Shu said: “Just arrived not long ago. Qingshang is in the gym. She will be leaving in a couple of days, and I’ll have to trouble you to send her off.”
Of course, Sang Xiao couldn’t refuse: “Okay.”
Feng Shu waved to Sang Xiao mysteriously. Sang Xiao sat down beside her.
Feng Shu said: “Qingshang had some experiences when she was little, which led her to go to the gym and exercise whenever she had any bad thoughts. But you know athletes have a limited career. She has many injuries at a young age. Don’t let her healthy appearance fool you; she has had surgery on both her knees.”
Sang Xiao hadn’t noticed that. But now she was more curious: What exactly are “bad thoughts”?
Based on her observation, Kuang Qingshang often went to the gym, and several times it was related to her—for example, the day she woke up and saw Kuang Qingshang in her room, and after Kuang Qingshang praised her for being perfect yesterday. Kuang Qingshang went to the gym both times.
Does she frequently have bad thoughts?
Kuang Qingshang really is a pervert, isn’t she?
Feng Shu said: “So you need to often remind her to exercise moderately. She doesn’t like listening to others, but she will definitely listen to you.”
Sang Xiao thought Feng Shu must be mistaken. She and Kuang Qingshang were just a fake wife-wife couple, living separate lives. Kuang Qingshang shouldn’t listen to her. It would be a blessing if Kuang Qingshang didn’t scare her.
But of course, she had to be obedient in front of an elder. Sang Xiao agreed to everything. Feng Shu looked around and said: “It’s quite lonely here with just you after Qingshang leaves.”
Fearing that Feng Shu would suggest she move in with them, Sang Xiao quickly said: “No, no, I’m quite used to being alone.”
How could Feng Shu not know her little thoughts: “Then are you used to living with Qingshang?”
Sang Xiao replied: “I am used to it.”
Feng Shu raised an eyebrow: “That’s good. You’ve been married for several months. You should spend more time together to nurture your relationship. Come home for a family gathering with Qingshang tonight. You haven’t had a chance to get to know the other relatives properly. Kuang Mo, your third uncle’s daughter, is also here recently. Although she’s a bit of a slacker, her character is good. You can get to know her better.”
“Mhm.” Sang Xiao’s marriage was like no marriage at all. She rarely attended family gatherings. Mainly because Kuang Qingshang was busy, there was even less need for her to attend. She was indeed unfamiliar with the relatives.
When Kuang Qingshang came out of the gym with a towel draped around her neck, Sang Xiao specifically glanced at her legs.
Kuang Qingshang was wearing tight-fitting sportswear. Her legs were toned, and her buttocks were firm. There was no sign that her knees had undergone surgery, and certainly no sign that she would listen to Sang Xiao.
Kuang Qingshang noticed her look and said: “Morning.”
Sang Xiao withdrew her gaze: “Morning.”
There were quite a few people at the gathering in the evening. Accompanied by Kuang Qingshang, Sang Xiao greeted the relatives one by one, then sat obediently, like a little rabbit who had stumbled into a wolf’s den.
“Sister-in-law, want some wine?” The speaker was Kuang Mo, the third uncle’s daughter, a recent college graduate who was idle, only wanting to lay flat and slack off.
Sang Xiao had a preliminary understanding of the younger generation in the Kuang family. Kuang Qingshang’s father’s generation of siblings didn’t get along well, but Kuang Qingshang’s generation of siblings was quite harmonious, especially Kuang Mo, who was younger than Kuang Qingshang. She called her “sister” very affectionately, appearing even more like a biological sister than the habitually cold-faced Kuang Xun next to her.
“I don’t really drink,” Sang Xiao had only had red wine a few times and found the taste mediocre.
“Then do you watch my sister’s games usually?”
Sang Xiao really wanted to say no. She had never watched Kuang Qingshang’s games, nor did she know the exact starting time. But this would obviously violate her “wife-wife duty.” As a wife, she couldn’t possibly not watch Kuang Qingshang’s games.
She said: “I watch occasionally.”
“My sister is so cool when she dunks. There are often crowds of fanboys and fangirls screaming at the venue.”
Sang Xiao nodded.
It seemed Kuang Qingshang was quite popular.
She hadn’t had the chance to get to know this cousin before, but now Sang Xiao found her quite easy to get along with, especially self-assured. Just as Feng Shu said, her character should be good.
The cousin with good character suddenly leaned close to Sang Xiao, lowering her voice to ask: “Sister-in-law, can you secretly tell me, is my sister’s abs nice to touch?”
The playful Kuang Mo actually wanted to ask something more colorful. She was very curious if the huge height and body size difference between Kuang Qingshang and Sang Xiao would make their life in bed very stimulating and sexy.
She often saw scenes in anime where the short one slid down the tall one’s thigh, leaving behind an ambiguous wet mark, or the delightful sight of the tall one lifting the short one up to kiss… Of course, there were sexier scenes, which she won’t elaborate on.
But Sang Xiao looked too innocent, so Kuang Mo could only settle for a purer question. She had always been curious about what Kuang Qingshang’s abs felt like to touch.
Sang Xiao: “…”
Thank you, she had never touched them.