I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 348: it's OK

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After some tossing, the two finally returned to the apartment safely.

When they got out of the car, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking to the door, Xia Shiyu calmly took out the key from her bag, but dropped it to the ground before she could warm it in her hand.

"How about I live outside." Looking at Xia Shiyu's nervous look, Jiang Chen suggested in a low voice.

Khan, it's obviously just a very innocent staycation, and I'm not doing anything bad, why are you so nervous! It made me and my husband nervous.

"No, no need. It's too much trouble."

No, no, no, this might be more convenient... Jiang Chen said in his heart.

The key was finally pushed in. Xia Shiyu seemed to be fighting against something as she pushed the door open and stepped stiffly into the door with one foot.

It was clear that everything was fine during the day... Looking at Xia Shiyu's back, Jiang Chen complained in his heart.

After walking through the door, Jiang Chen was pulled by Xia Shiyu to the unused bedroom.

The layout of the room is somewhat feminine, and it should have been where Ayesha lived during the time she was protecting Xia Shiyu in Xiangjiang. The bedding stacked on the bedside smelled like the sun, and it had obviously been exposed to the sun not long ago.

Xia Shiyu threw the spare key to Jiang Chen with a stiff expression, and then hurriedly left the room. She was no longer as comfortable as she was when she invited Jiang Chen to stay directly at her house during the day yesterday.

Shaking his head, Jiang Chen sat down on the bed, took out his phone and called his parents and Ayesha respectively.

The two elderly people lived very comfortably on Coro Island. Not only did they live in a villa, but in addition to occasionally going back to visit the two elderly people, Jiang Chen also hired two servants to take care of the elderly people's daily life.

Jiang Jianguo liked fishing before, but he gave up this hobby later because the small river near his home was too dark to set a hook and Poyang Lake was too far from home. Now that he lives by the sea, the environment is incredible. The sea is just a few steps away from the villa, so he has picked up this hobby again. Now he goes out carrying the fishing rod all day long. Kaqi, hired by Jiang Chen, took him out to sea on a yacht, leaving early and returning late like an old fisherman.

On the phone, Jiang Jianguo kept bragging to his son about how big the fish he had caught a few days ago. Although it tastes quite salty. But it tastes surprisingly good when dipped in ginger and garlic juice.

As for Jiang Chen's mother Li Xuemei, she occasionally went to sea with Jiang Jianguo, but most of the time she stayed at home, playing with the flowers and plants in the backyard. Occasionally Ayesha would come to visit her and ask her for the secrets of Chinese cuisine.

For this beautiful foreign wife. Li Xuemei liked it very much. Not only is he polite, but he is also virtuous. Where can he find such good conditions? Especially when Aisha asked her seriously what kind of food Jiang Chen liked to eat, she was so happy that she couldn't help but pull the old man to tell her that her son was lucky.

Although they haven't met her yet, the two old people already treat her as a member of the family.

The first phone call lasted a full hour, and in the end, Dad hung up the phone because he was worried about the long-distance phone bill.

The second phone call didn't take long, and Ayesha never talked much. But from those refined words, Jiang Chen could still feel the deep love and longing from thousands of miles away.

"...Remember to take care of your body. I'll be back in two days."

"Yeah." Ayesha said softly.

"That's it, I'll hang up first."

"Wait a minute." Ayesha suddenly said.

"Huh? Is there anything else?" Jiang Chen asked unexpectedly.

"Has Xia Shiyu got it yet?"

Jiang Chen almost choked on his own saliva when he heard what was said on the other end of the phone.

"Ahem! What, what's 'get it'? Who did you learn this word from?"

Ayesha tilted her head, held the phone and continued, "Can't you use this word? I saw it on a TV series."

In the past, Ayesha usually liked to watch American TV series when watching TV, but in order to study the mysterious "mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship", she specially downloaded two domestic TV series to watch on her tablet. Although she didn’t understand it very well, it was of great help to her vocabulary.

"You should watch less of that TV series..." Jiang Chen said with shame.

"Okay, then I won't read it." Ayesha agreed meekly.

"By the way. Did you say something to Xia Shiyu? I always felt that she was a little weird." Recalling the scene when he first got off the plane and saw Xia Shiyu, Jiang Chen thought about it and came to only one conclusion. Aisha and Xia Shiyu must have said something.

During the two months when Jiang Chen went abroad. Aisha has been living with Xia Shiyu, and Jiang Chen is not sure what the two women will say between them. However, considering that Aisha once saved Xia Shiyu's life and almost took her own life, there should be no conflict between the two. But considering Xia Shiyu's feelings for her and the lethality of a kiss in person... Xia Shiyu might not be able to get over it.

"She said she would not admit defeat." Ayesha rarely answered Jiang Chen's question directly.

"Won't admit defeat? Wait, what exactly did you say to her." Jiang Chen said with a headache.

"Well." Ayesha hesitated, but finally spoke, "I think she confessed about our relationship."

No wonder... Jiang Chen put his hand on his forehead.

Let's just say that Xia Shiyu looked at him a little abnormally when she just got off the plane, and uncharacteristically invited him to stay at her home. This was not the style of Miss Xia who refused to let others live thousands of miles away!

"I'm sorry." Like a little kitten that made a mistake, Ayesha lowered her head and whispered quickly into the phone, "I just wanted to... thinking that since she likes you so much, she completely There is no need to endure it. I won’t mind sharing it with her, and I have no intention of antagonizing her... "

To be honest, including the kiss in the car that day and confessing the truth to her, Ayesha's original intention was to "push her." However, things backfired. Both Xia Shiyu's first reaction and her second reaction were beyond Aisha's expectations. Xia Shiyu seemed to understand her behavior as a "demonstration."

Jiang Chen quickly interrupted her, "No, no, no, you don't need to apologize. The relationship between us is not something shameful."

"But... She seems to have misunderstood something." Aisha's voice still sounded a little guilty.

"It's not that I misunderstood anything. Hey, what should I say? In short, the situation in China is different from your hometown, so it is impossible for her to agree."

"Then do you like her?" Ayesha asked seriously

Jiang Chen was stunned when he heard her sudden question.

After thinking seriously for half a minute, he slowly said, "I... don't hate it."

Jiang Chen admitted that he is a very greedy and selfish person.

But he wasn't going to explain it.

"I will help you." Ayesha said seriously.

"There's no need to help or anything... It's better to just let nature take its course. To be honest, I haven't even thought about what position I should put her in. Go to bed early, good night."

"Well, good night." Seeing that Jiang Chen didn't intend to continue on this topic, Ayesha ended the topic thoughtfully.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chen lay down on the bed and threw the phone aside.

"call-"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Jiang Chen turned his face sideways and saw himself in the mirror in the corner.

Grinning to himself and looking at the helpless smile in the mirror, Jiang Chen suppressed the desire to smile bitterly.

After all, it’s better to go to bed early. We still have to negotiate with the people from Dailem Group tomorrow...

Thinking like this, Jiang Chen lay down on the bed and fell asleep without even taking off his clothes. (.)