The man’s large hand grabbed her wrist: “Are you going to call out? If not, hurry up and come with me!”
“Wuwu ” Jiang Yan started crying.
She could only resort to her ultimate move from her past life: crying.
“Tch!” The man immediately retracted his hand. “What are you crying about? What did I do to you?”
Glancing at the strange looks from the people around, Jiang Yan didn’t dare to cry any longer. She lowered her head and said in a voice only the man could hear: “Why don’t you ask me why I don’t want to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with you?”
The tall man crossed his arms, not to strike a pose, but to prevent himself from acting out again. He patiently said, “Alright, I’ll ask you. Jiang Yan, what is the reason you don’t want to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with me?”
Jiang Yan lowered her head even further, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to say it: “I don’t like men of your type.”
Huo Ying suddenly put down his hands: “Say that again!”
It was as if Jiang Yan had said: “This pet dog of mine doesn’t like you, its owner.”
Jiang Yan said earnestly: “…I really don’t like your type. Marriage is a lifelong commitment. You wouldn’t want to see someone you dislike every day, would you?”
“Shut up!”
Huo Ying fumbled in his pocket for a box of cigarettes, took one out, and put it in his mouth. He struck the match several times before lighting the cigarette. He looked at Jiang Yan and then extinguished the cigarette. “Tell me, what is it about me that you don’t like?”
Jiang Yan frantically recalled various Qiong Yao dramas and CEO novels: “…You’re domineering, forceful, unreasonable, arrogant, barbaric, and pushy…”
The man shouted again: “Shut up!”
As he shouted, he turned and walked away.
Only then did Jiang Yan dare to lift her head and crane her neck to look at the man’s resolute back. She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
What she said wasn’t entirely wrong. Huo Ying was indeed domineering and arrogant, though he had the right to be. Only by striking at his domineering and arrogant self-esteem could she make him give up on her, this jinx.
Jiang Yan turned and walked back, her feet sinking into the ground with each step. Thinking about how to get money from her mother and stepfather, her breathing gradually calmed down. A deep baritone voice suddenly came from nowhere: “Then what type do you like?”
Jiang Yan bumped into the “wall” in front of her.
That familiar, strong, and broad chest told her who it was without her needing to look up.
But she still opened her mouth as if she were an idiot.
Why did he have to come and ask her again?
The tactic of attacking his self-esteem didn’t work, what other tactic could she use?
Moreover, her chin was being gripped by a man and lifted upwards: “Look at me when you speak!”
The man’s handsome face, so handsome it angered the gods, was once again close at hand! A well-defined face, smooth and sun-kissed bronze skin, thick black hair, a full forehead, almond eyes that sparkled with spirit, a nose like a hanging gall, and alluring diamond-shaped lips. Coupled with the superior physique of eight-pack abs that she knew he possessed. Who wouldn’t be mesmerized? He was incomparable to the young male stars of later generations. In her past life, she was a loyal fan of his divine looks. Heaven knows how difficult it was for her to say “I don’t like your type” just now, and now she had to look at him and say “the type you like.” Wasn’t this forcing her hand?
Someone passing by looked at the scene in surprise, their lips clearly forming the words, “Is this man harassing her?” If it were an ordinary person, he would have let go long ago, but this man was no ordinary person. He even glanced at the passerby: “What are you looking at? Don’t you know that an unreasonable wife needs to be criticized and educated?”
The passerby ran away at sprint speed.
“I’m not your wife!” Jiang Yan wanted to open the man’s hand and quickly retreat into her shell to prepare for defense.
The man’s large hand easily caught her small, restless hand: “This is not a question for you to consider. Just tell me, what type do you like? If you can’t say it, then come with me to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our marriage certificate.”
How did it loop back to this again?
“Fine, I’ll tell you!” Jiang Yan puffed out her cheeks. “I like a melon-seed face, a pointed chin, skin whiter than a woman’s, phoenix eyes, and a refined, scholarly look with glasses!”
Before she finished speaking, she shivered uncontrollably. The face of a man who often appeared in her nightmares, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, surfaced in her mind. She would rather see a venomous snake than see that face again. Fortunately, at this moment, Huo Ying’s pure yang energy protected her, and that face quickly disappeared. Even better, Huo Ying possessed none of the characteristics of the venomous snake man. Therefore, her chin was released, and the great man turned and walked away again.
In the evening, Liu Manli and Shi Hongmei returned home, disheveled. As soon as they entered, Liu Manli rushed forward to kick open Jiang Yan’s door. She had already raised her foot but gritted her teeth and lowered it. She raised her hand and gently knocked on the door with an unprecedentedly gentle tone: “Yanyan, are you in there? If you are, come out. Mom has something to discuss with you.”
After knocking several times, just as Liu Manli was about to kick the door in her anger, there was the sound of rustling clothes from inside. The door opened, and Jiang Yan said impatiently: “Why are you back so late? Didn’t we agree you’d cook for me at noon?”
“I’m sorry, something came up and delayed me.” Liu Manli used all her strength to force a smile. “Yanyan, could you…”
Jiang Yan interrupted with an impatient look: “Then hurry up and make dinner! How long do you want to starve me?”
“I’m going right now.” Liu Manli used even more strength to turn around, and the door behind her slammed shut. The dead girl dared to give her a cold shoulder! Liu Manli jumped up, grabbed Shi Hongmei, and started pinching and hitting her: “You damned unprofitable daughter, don’t you know your mother hasn’t eaten yet? Hurry up and cook!”
A room door opened, and Shi Hongxing appeared at the doorway, looking angry: “What are you shouting about? Aren’t you letting me do my homework?”
“We’re not shouting anymore,” Liu Manli quickly apologized, pushing Shi Hongmei towards the kitchen while continuing to hit her, threatening, “Dare to make a sound? I’ll pinch your face until it’s ruined!”
After the meal was ready, Shi Hongmei looked like she had cried all her tears, but she was treated like a transparent person, with no one paying attention to her.
“Yanyan, eat more.” Liu Manli called out enthusiastically, adding a bowl of rice in advance, and piled meat high as she handed it to Shi Hongxing. Shi Hongxing couldn’t stand her flattering Jiang Yan anymore and took his bowl back to his room to eat.
“Jiang Yan, I know you’re a filial and good child. Are you wondering where your father is and why he’s not back for dinner yet?” Liu Manli awkwardly tried to make conversation, steering the topic towards Shi Ronggui. Jiang Yan didn’t respond, just ate her meat heartily.
Liu Manli couldn’t stand it any longer: “Jiang Yan, your father was wrongly accused and taken to the police station. Only you can save him.”
Jiang Yan’s eyebrows slightly rose, and she said slowly, “Tell me, how can I save him?”
“It’s very simple. You just need to go to the police station and tell the public security comrades that you were too lazy to move, and you had your sister handle the household registration procedures at the police station on your behalf.”
Jiang Yan said “Oh” in response: “It’s that simple?”
“Yes, yes, it’s that simple. Shall we go now? There are comrades on duty at the police station, so your father can come home for dinner.”
“Mmm,” Jiang Yan stood up. “Let’s go.”
The dead girl was still reasonable. Liu Manli truly smiled and hurried to follow: “Let’s go, let’s go!”
Jiang Yan suddenly stopped. Liu Manli almost ran into her. She said anxiously, “Why aren’t we going?”