Han Jiaojiao shook the mud off herself, sending droplets flying everywhere.
Chen Amin immediately dodged and cursed, “What are you doing! You’re so uncultured!”
“Ugly freak, always sneaking into a man’s house, shame shame shame!”
“Stupid idiot, who are you calling an ugly freak? I’m here to deliver mountain goods to Brother Junshan. You idiot, get out of the way!”
“This is my home. If anyone should leave, it’s you. We don’t care for these mushrooms and wood ears either. Take them back and enjoy them yourself.”
Han Jiaojiao finished rummaging through the basket and was about to slam the door shut when Chen Amin suddenly shoved her body against it, forcing it open.
The loud bang drew Shen Junshan’s attention.
Han Jiaojiao immediately covered her nose and scurried over to his side. “The ugly freak rammed me, it hurts~~”
“Who are you calling an ugly freak? Look at your own foolish face, you stu—”
Shen Junshan immediately furrowed his brows, his cold eyes narrowing with displeasure as he cut her off. “Is something the matter?”
Shen Junshan didn’t like others calling Han Jiaojiao an idiot.
Even if she truly was one, he didn’t like hearing anyone say it.
His tone was clearly unhappy, and he deliberately glanced at Han Jiaojiao’s face.
Only after confirming she wasn’t injured did his brows relax slightly.
Chen Amin also realized she had been a bit aggressive just now. She didn’t want Shen Junshan to misunderstand.
So she said pitifully, “Brother Junshan, I didn’t mean to curse at her. She’s lying and slandering me!”
“It hurts. The ugly freak slammed the door into my nose, it hurts…” Han Jiaojiao continued to fake cry, which infuriated Chen Amin so much her little face twisted out of shape.
She was thoroughly enjoying this.
In the past, it was always Chen Amin who framed the original owner. This time, she finally got a taste of her own medicine. How satisfying!
Chen Amin was so angry she stomped her feet on the spot. Never in her life had she suffered such humiliation, especially being wronged by an idiot.
She couldn’t swallow this.
She looked at Shen Junshan with a sweet, coquettish gaze and was about to speak when Shen Junshan coldly shoved the basket back at her.
“We have everything we need at home. Take this back and return it to your sister.”
“Brother Junshan…”
Chen Amin tried to make more trouble, but Han Jiaojiao directly stepped between them and forcefully pushed her out past the threshold.
Han Jiaojiao scolded, “Who’s your brother? A grown girl like you, how can you just call any man ‘brother’ the moment you see him? Take your things and go. Stop running over to other people’s houses for no reason and interfering with their family life.”
“Brother Junshan, look at her!”
Shen Junshan calmly pulled Han Jiaojiao back behind him, his brows slightly furrowed. “Don’t come over anymore if there’s nothing important. It doesn’t look good for you.”
With that, he slammed the door shut with a bang.
Chen Amin waited for over ten seconds, then finally broke down and burst into tears before running off.
Han Jiaojiao laughed heartily. “Serves you right. Let’s see if she dares come to my house to seduce you again.”
Shen Junshan glanced at Han Jiaojiao without changing his expression.
She used to like it when Chen Amin came over. Every time after Chen Amin left, she would sneak out to look at handsome men.
Today, she was uncharacteristically fierce toward Chen Amin. How strange.
And that phrase “my man”… She must have gotten even dumber!
“Honey, I’m going to take a shower. Wait for me outside, okay?”
Honey? Shen Junshan froze for a moment, his face turning bright red as he went to the kitchen to cook.
When Han Jiaojiao entered the bathroom, she felt frustrated again.
The soap for bathing was actually the stinky laundry soap, with only a thumb-sized piece left.
How was she supposed to wash her hair and body with that…
She said dejectedly, “If only there were shampoo and body wash.”
The thought had barely flashed through her mind when a block of something suddenly appeared in her hand.
Two square bars of soap—one was a Comfort brand body soap, and the other was a red shampoo bar.
The room before her suddenly blurred, and a supermarket materialized around her.
Liangfan Supermarket!
The very supermarket where she’d encountered the gas explosion!
No way, was she dreaming?
Han Jiaojiao pinched herself hard.
“Ow, ow, ow~~ Ouch, I’m not dreaming!”
A twenty-three-thousand-square-foot membership supermarket, with everything to eat, drink, and use—all daily necessities in abundance.
She excitedly grabbed her bath supplies, went back to the bathroom, and washed up.
After bathing, Han Jiaojiao studied her face carefully in the mirror.
The original owner looked almost exactly like her, except for an extra teardrop mole that added a touch of allure. After washing up, she took a dress from the space—one that was very rustic and countrified, but hugged her figure nicely—and changed into it before stepping out of the bathroom.
Shen Junshan walked out of the kitchen carrying a freshly stir-fried dish.
The moment his gaze landed on Han Jiaojiao, he froze.
The maroon base with small white floral patterns made her skin look fair and tender. Under the midday sun, her hair was still damp, water droplets dripping onto her collar and clinging tightly to her collarbone.
Gone was her usual messy, dirty appearance. In its place was something sweet and clean, with a hint of softness and crisp efficiency.
Shen Junshan was momentarily captivated, his throat unconsciously bobbing slightly.
Actually, she was pretty good-looking too… it was just a pity that—
Seeing the food in his hands, Han Jiaojiao immediately showered him with flattery, clapping and laughing: “So fragrant! Your cooking is amazing—you could rival a master chef.”
Shen Junshan: “Mm, Master Zhao at the unit cafeteria is pretty skilled.”
Han Jiaojiao: “…”
Han Jiaojiao inwardly sighed at the awkwardness, steeled herself, and sat down, intending to eat with him. But Shen Junshan picked up his lunchbox and went out to the balcony, squatting down to eat by himself.
Han Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then remembered that the original owner hated Shen Junshan and wouldn’t even sit at the same table to eat with him.
Once, over this very issue, she’d made a huge scene at a banquet, smashing other people’s belongings and scalding Shen Junshan’s hand in the process.
Han Jiaojiao felt even more awkward.
This little fool was infuriating!
She immediately grabbed her bowl and followed him out, giving him all the eggs from her bowl: “You work so hard—eat more.”
Shen Junshan frowned suspiciously, his temples twitching unpleasantly.
She smiled even more brightly: “Come home a bit early today, okay? I’ll cook you something nice.”
Shen Junshan’s face instantly turned cold, and he said sternly, “Jiaojiao, your intelligence may be stuck at six or seven years old, but you should still understand reason.”
“I just wanted to cook you a nice meal—how is that unreasonable?”
Han Jiaojiao didn’t understand. She just wanted to make him something good to cheer him up—how did that become unreasonable?
Was showing kindness a mistake too?
“I take care of you, I do my best to satisfy you, but what I can’t do, I can’t do. I can’t conjure up a high school diploma for you. Stop making a fuss over this. No matter what you do, I won’t compromise.”
More memories surfaced in Han Jiaojiao’s mind.
It was her pestering Shen Junshan relentlessly, demanding he use his connections to get her a high school diploma.
The reason? She was envious of others who’d graduated high school—how glorious it was, how they could earn money to buy candy, and work alongside the pretty young educated youth. She was green with envy.
Every day at home, in front of Shen Junshan and her younger siblings, she would loudly declare that once she got her high school diploma, she was going to go kiss, hug, and sleep with the young educated youth.
She was speechless…
Couldn’t these embarrassing things be recalled all at once?
Here she was, a proper dual PhD holder, yet she had done something so shameful just for a high school diploma. If word of this got out, she wouldn’t have the face to live anymore.
Han Jiaojiao was so angry her head ached.
But the original owner had been foolish, acting on whims without any sense of direction. She didn’t even know who to blame.
Han Jiaojiao forced a smile and said softly, “I know I was wrong. In the future, I’ll take the adult college entrance exam. If I want to study, there’s always a way.”
“Jiaojiao… forget it, let’s eat.”
Shen Junshan swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Han Jiaojiao was truly hungry now. Looking at the big white steamed buns and stir-fried pickled vegetables with minced meat in front of her, her stomach let out a loud rumble, and she wolfed down her food like a starving person.