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Chapter 54 Can’t Bear the Feelings

Chapter 54: Chapter 54 Can’t Bear the Feelings

Suizi looked at Chen Kaide coldly, as if he were a stranger.

He had always been afraid of being ridiculed, saying for all his life.

But the more he did so, the more he couldn’t stop people from mocking him.

Suizi had a deep-seated disdain for this man who called himself her father.

From her earliest memory, her father was a man who drank irresponsibly and neglected his family.

Everything at home was managed by her mother, while this man could only think of various ways to take money from the house for drinking. Once he was drunk, he would act out.

She couldn’t recall any fatherly love. Throughout her growth, this man never gave her even the slightest warmth, not a bit.

Thus, on this night when the Chen Family had completely disgraced themselves, Suizi felt absolutely indifferent.

Having watched enough drama, she followed her in-laws back home. Chen Kaide wanted to stop her and scold her when he saw his daughter passing by without so much as a glance.

Yu Jingting’s indifferent gaze made Chen Kaide’s back turn cold, and he dared not to speak.

Only when Suizi had walked far away did Chen Kaide dare to raise his head.

Yu Jingting led the way, torch in hand, with Suizi and her mother-in-law trailing behind.

A big family walking together, their cheerful chatter could still be heard from a distance.

It looked like a very harmonious family. Chen Kaide watched them for a while and suddenly remembered that last time he saw Suizi leave without looking back exactly the same way.

"Speaking so loudly at night, without fearing others laughing..."

Chen Kaide muttered curses at Suizi. Yet somewhere in his heart, there was an emptiness.

At home, Wang Cuihua took Jiaojiao back to her room while Yu Jingting’s eyes were glowing as he looked at Suizi.

If it were not for Li Youcai’s interference, he would be discussing poetry and prose with her, exploring the beauty of life at this moment.

Suizi blushed under his stare and said in a low voice:

"You go into the room first, I’ll be in a bit."

Yu Jingting was curious about what she was going to do, so he just watched.

Suizi opened the cupboard, took out a bottle of sesame oil—was she craving oil in the middle of the night? Wasn’t she afraid of getting a stomach upset?

Suizi carefully dripped a drop and lightly applied it to the corner of her mouth.

Families that could afford sesame oil were not ordinary, and the Yu family’s food had always been among the best in the village.

Just as she finished applying, her chin was lifted by a large hand.

Under the light, the porcelain-like woman had a tiny split at the corner of her mouth.

It was hardly noticeable unless you looked closely. Yu Jingting’s eyes darkened.

"Let’s go." Suizi didn’t know what he was looking at.

His fingers gently traced the tiny split, his brows furrowing.

After a long while, he finally said:

"Who told you to have such a small mouth? So delicate!"

"???" Suizi was flooded with question marks. What on earth was he suddenly getting sentimental about?

"Come on, come on, stop dawdling!" Yu Jingting pushed her back into the room.

Suizi was already mentally prepared, she had to do what she had promised.

But Yu Jingting threw a book of Tang Poetry at her.

"Read me some poetry, I’ve been having trouble sleeping these past few days." Mainly, he was feeling feverish, and a little hot-headed.

"Uh..." Suizi was a little puzzled. Wasn’t this guy very impatient? How had he suddenly become so kind?

Was he going to let her off the hook?

"What are you looking at! I’m not a brainless beast obsessed with that kind of thing!"

He explained roughly, a blush crossing his face.

As a man, he couldn’t say mushy words, so he fiercely emphasized his point: Yu Jingting would never deprive himself of anything, he had to cherish his wife. If he hurt her now, who would take care of him in the future?

"Look at you, all dazed like a little quail, start reading! If you keep staring at me, I’ll punish you!"

Still so fierce, but in his harshness, there was a genuine tenderness.

Suizi was warmed by him.

The incandescent lamp in the small room radiated a soft light.

A large, crimson peony adorns the festive quilt, and a man’s leg tenderly warms a woman’s icy-tiny feet. She softly recites Tang Poetry.

Sharing with him, unabashedly, her favorite verses from her youth.

It feels so wonderful that the man closes his eyes, his elongated lashes casting charming shadows on his face.

He doesn’t do anything.

Still, he touches her heart more deeply than the most intimate gestures could.

Jiaojiao, who got up in the middle of the night, happened to pass by her brother and sister-in-law’s room. Hearing Suizi’s recitation, she paused to listen, a row of question marks hovering over her little head.

How on earth did her sister-in-law manage to make her brother willingly study?

"My sister-in-law is terrifying, I better keep my distance..." Jiaojiao muttered under her breath.

She sensed a frightening power in Suizi, despite her seeming fragility, she had the ability to make others comply with her, with no room for refusal.

According to Jiaojiao, her sister-in-law’s willpower was more formidable than her brother’s fists. She found it terrifying how her fiercely anti-academic brother was now being inundated daily by his wife with poetry and verses.

Jiaojiao made a firm resolution.

Under the glare of the 20-watt bulb at home, she, Jiaojiao, swore that she would rather die than allow herself to deviate from her path under her sister-in-law’s influence - studying and reading books! Wouldn’t it be great to grow up and become an exorcist instead!

A minute later, the man who claimed to have ’insomnia’ fell asleep.

Suizi was speechless.

How on earth could he fall asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow?

She closed the book, leaned over and gently kissed his forehead.

He muttered in his sleep.

Suizi moved closer, trying to catch his words.

"Suizi, you’re so lovely....×."

She missed the last word, which jolted her into quickly retreating under the covers to lie down.

She could guess, it wouldn’t be anything nice.

Such a scoundrel, even taking advantage of her in his dreams!

The following morning, Wang Cuihua was disturbed from her sweet dreams once again.

Opening the curtains, she was unsurprised to see her "foolish" son splitting firewood with a sullen face.

Did the joy of the wedding yesterday just create so much pent-up energy that he had no choice but to let it out by chopping wood? Was it pure frustration today because his wife was too delicate?

Wang Cuihua didn’t care to intervene. She closed the curtains and cursed.

"You nincompoop, did getting married make you forget your own surname?"

Suizi found an additional bowl of egg cake in front of her at breakfast.

Poking at it with her chopsticks, Suizi discovered that it had been cooked to an extremely hard texture.

This was, without a doubt, the ugliest egg cake she had ever seen!

"What are you looking at! Just eat it!" Yu Jingting barked.

He had sneakily added it into the pot while Suizi was cooking rice.

To nourish his wife - after all, the corners of her mouth were cracked. Something that didn’t require chewing would surely be less painful for her.

"Brother, do you remember you have a sister?" Jiaojiao was feeling provoked.

Suizi slid the bowl towards her.

"You eat it!"

Yu Jingting glared, daring to reject his thoughtful gesture?!

Jiaojiao’s chopsticks tentatively poked at the drab-looking egg cake, hesitating.

Why was there such a huge difference between the cake steamed by Suizi and their mother?

And why was there a layer of ash on top?

In fact, it was thirteen-spices, which Yu Jingting had sprinkled on excessively.

"Um, sister-in-law, you should eat my brother’s thoughtful gesture." Jiaojiao pushed the bowl back.

It just looked inedible -she couldn’t take it!

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