Chapter 956: Chapter 953: 1.5 Breasts 1
As it was almost time to get off work, Zhou Ting pushed the door open and came in.
She was holding a big box in her hands, smiling brightly: "Xiaojue, this is my Christmas gift for you. See if you like it?"
Huang Xiaojue opened the box, inside were exactly thirty scarves.
He spoke slowly: "Zhou Ting, why are you giving me so many scarves?"
She made a funny face: "Xiaojue, but you mustn’t get mad when I tell you."
"What’s wrong?"
"Because I’ve really found myself falling for you."
"!!!"
"I want you to be covered with traces of me. I’m a very selfish person and can’t tolerate even a tiny bit of infidelity in the man I love. So, Xiaojue, I burned that scarf of yours..."
"..."
"Your mother handed it over to me. She said that the cashmere plaid scarf you often wore was given to you by Yan Xixi years ago. This morning, she took me to your apartment, found that scarf, and we burned it on the spot... Xiaojue, I came specially to apologize to you. These thirty scarves, you can wear a different one each day, whatever style you like, you have it..."
Burned!
She burned his scarf!
This woman, how dare she?
At this moment, deep inside, it was as if he was looking at a terrifying witch.
Huang Xiaojue stared at her flower-like smile, suddenly reminding him of Madam Ma Kang Min from Jin Yong’s novels. Kang Min was very poor in her youth and became jealous seeing a neighbor’s little girl had a new dress, so she sneaked in and shredded the girl’s new dress with scissors; as an adult, since Qiao Feng did not give her another glance at the Hundred Flowers Fair in Luoyang, she did everything she could to ruin Qiao Feng.
Right now, in front of him was such a charming and radiant face, no one could deny that Zhou Ting was indeed a very beautiful woman, her temperament, grace, and looks were all top-notch.
But, the viciousness in her eyes is truly chilling.
Yet her voice was coquettish to the extreme, she hugged his waist and said in a sweet voice: "Xiaojue, are you angry?? Please don’t get angry, okay? I was just jealous... Really, I’m very jealous of Yan Xixi... Jealous that you loved her for so many years, jealous that you’re still using her scarf... I can’t let her live in your heart forever... Xiaojue, it’s only because I love you..."
Huang Xiaojue patted her and gave a light smile: "It’s fine, it’s fine. So many scarves, they’re enough for me for a lifetime."
Zhou Ting was overjoyed: "Really won’t change them for a lifetime?"
He smiled it off, his expression unusually calm.
When Zhou Ting returned home, it was already late at night.
Her mother was still in the study, and upon hearing her daughter return, she immediately went downstairs.
Zhou Ting slumped onto the sofa, Madame Zhou frowned: "Did Huang Xiaojue see you home?"
She sneered: "Don’t mention it, I really hate that bitch Yan Xixi. I won’t be at peace as long as she’s alive."
Madame Zhou’s tone immediately became severe: "Tingting, you absolutely must not act rashly again. Huang Xiaojue has just successfully settled into his job, and your father’s plans are being implemented step by step. If you stir up any trouble now, it will only complicate things further."
"Afraid of what? I think it would be better to take action in the United States. South Country isn’t necessarily a paradise, and owning guns is legal there, school shootings aren’t uncommon. It’d be better to create some pretext and get rid of Yan Xixi..."
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