I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 890 She Likes It But I Don’t

Chapter 890: Chapter 890 She Likes It But I Don’t

Yu Jingting quickly relayed the message to Su Zhe.

However, what came from the other side of the phone was Su Zhe’s dead-serious reply:

"No way, I’ve got a project that’s on a tight deadline and can’t afford to be man down."

"Buddy, your house is on fire and you’re still talking about projects? You know what kind of person my wife is. She won’t rest until she gets what she wants. She’s a hidden dagger wrapped in silk, a pivotal figure worthy of being recorded in Tsinghua’s history. If you let her set her sights on you, do you think there will be a good outcome?"

"I really can’t leave. Maybe, you could ask your sister-in-law if she could come over after my project is finished, okay?"

As Su Zhe chatted with Yu Jingting, his eyes were glued to the data in his hands, multitasking.

"You have no idea how stubborn she is! Also, why don’t you ask her yourself?"

"Oh right, how did I offend Jiaojiao?" Su Zhe finally thought to ask the important question.

"..."

Yu Jingting finally understood the feeling his wife had just described as "civilian meeting soldier," isn’t that exactly what he’s experiencing right now?

Rushed to finish his experiments, Su Zhe spoke hastily before hanging up the phone.

Yu Jingting stroked his chin, feeling a headache coming on.

"Could it be that my son was right? A woman reaches a certain age and becomes like running water...."

His wife, back in the day, despised anyone who rushed her into marriage or having children.

If elders brought up the topic during gatherings, she would avoid it at all costs, almost as if she had a sign on her face that read: "You vulgar old women~"

How come she’s now joined the ranks of those rushing marriage?

But Yu Jingting, thinking of Suizi’s puffed-up look, found it endearing like the neighbor’s pet rabbit—absolutely adorable.

The topics in his mind effortlessly transitioned from "whether his wife was falling into the trap of vulgarity" to "even if she’s vulgar, she’s still pleasing to the eye" and then to "she’s so cute, I really want to hehehe..."

Little Fatty stood on the side, feeling uneasy.

He had specifically come to find Brother Jingting.

But with Brother Jingting’s expression at this moment, it was quite frightening.

Why did his smile seem somewhat lecherous?

"Something up?" Yu Jingting, snapping out of his varied contemplations, noticed the hesitant Little Fatty.

"Brother Jingting, I... shall we play a game of chess?" Little Fatty’s dialogue, a bit forced and quite dry, was clearly deliberate.

"How waterlogged must my brain be to play chess with one of Beijing’s top thirty-six chess players? What, have you hit a rough patch in life, looking for a sense of superiority from ole me?"

Ever since Yu Jingting found out this kid had his eyes on his sister, he couldn’t even look at him straight, and his words were always laced with sarcasm.

He had completely forgotten how he used to sing Suizi’s praises.

When Little Fatty advanced from amateur 7-dan to professional 3-dan, Yu Jingting was so pleased that he opened a bottle of fine wine, hugging Little Fatty’s father’s shoulders and boasting about how fortunate he was to have such a brilliant son, the pride of the whole village, talented and promising at a young age.

Now, he felt everything about the kid was unpleasing to the eye, his face seeming to bear the inscription: Ambitious like a hungry wolf.

"Brother Jingting, let’s play checkers instead of Go, okay? If that’s not good, we can play Chinese chess," Little Fatty proposed, sensing the off-tone in Yu Jingting’s voice, as he looked down, feeling secretly relieved.

He’d made the right move.

If he hadn’t proactively approached Brother Jingting, who knows how the latter might’ve made his life miserable later on.

From the music room came the piano sounds of Jiaojiao and Luoluo. Two pianos in the house began to play simultaneously the moment it was time to practice. The two children practiced in one room without disturbing each other.

Sometimes Jiaojiao managed to give Luoluo some pointers on the side. Luoluo was progressing rapidly, and often, they would play duets. This pleasantly surprised their teacher, Auntie, as it clearly demonstrated that 1 + 1 > 2.

In the Courtyard, the checkered table had been cleared of Chinese chess pieces and set up with glass checkers instead. Little Fatty earnestly lost two games in a row and heard the Czerny exercises wrap up in the music room, replaced by performance-level pieces, signaling that Jiaojiao had entered her zone and would not likely come out.

Looking at Yu Jingting’s face again, after winning two games in a row, he seemed less stern. Only then did the chubby one clear his throat and start to speak.

"Brother Jingting, there’s something I want to talk to you about."

"Hmm?" Yu Jingting raised an eyebrow, pausing the fingers that were toying with a marble.

If this kid dared to bow and say "Please give me your sister in marriage," he would flick the marble right into his eye.

Then, there would be one more blind massage therapist in the world and one less boastful, frivolous chess player.

Feeling the pressure from Yu Jingting, the chubby one instinctively sat up straight, his head unconsciously lowered a bit.

"I suspect that someone is using Jiaojiao, concerning the matter with Chen Lun."

Yu Jingting put down the marble and looked up at him, signaling him to continue.

"Jiaojiao has a female classmate at school who she’s quite close with, named Liu Meimei. I don’t know if she has mentioned her to you."

Yu Jingting nodded his head.

This name often came from Jiaojiao’s mouth; when Suizi brought gifts from the Special Zone for Jiaojiao, she even asked Suizi to bring one for Liu Meimei too.

The Liu Meimei that Jiaojiao talked about was a child from a poor family who suffered from school bullying but still strove upward with a positive attitude.

Jiaojiao attended a key middle school, where all the students who could get in were academic bullies, unless they were like Chen Lun, who used powerful family connections to slip in.

Liu Meimei was of the former type.

She reportedly had lost her father early, and her mother had remarried, leaving them in a difficult position, but she had always worked hard in her studies and ranked near the top at the school, just slightly behind Jiaojiao.

"I really like this Liu Meimei, Jiaojiao likes her, but I don’t," the chubby one stated his position bluntly.

"Oh, you don’t dare to say it to my sister, but you run over to tell me, talking behind someone’s back?" Yu Jingting’s fingers tapped lightly on the chessboard as if he had caught the chubby one’s weakness.

"Don’t talk about people behind their backs nor about ghosts at night. Don’t you even have that much professional integrity as a chess player?"

The chubby one ignored his mockery and answered seriously:

"I originally didn’t want to mention it, but since it involves Jiaojiao, I think that you and sister-in-law are the people in the world who care about her most, and I shouldn’t go around you."

It was the incident of Luoluo angrily managing cabbage for the boy and girl twins that awakened the confused chubby one.

Chubby had originally been wavering between "being a quiet sycophant to make her happy" and "upsetting her for her own good," unable to make up his mind.

It was Suizi’s approach to educating the twins that made him resolve to take action.

Even if Jiaojiao came to dislike him for a short time, he decided he would be the "tattletale" anyway.

As long as, in the long run, it was for Jiaojiao’s benefit.

"What’s the problem with this Liu Meimei?" Yu Jingting asked.

He and Suizi had never met the girl.

All they had heard about her were good things from Jiaojiao’s mouth.

"Chen Lun is dating Liu Meimei, and Liu Meimei is pregnant," said the chubby one, dropping a bombshell that left Yu Jingting full of questions.

"You’re saying... what?!" he almost thought he had misheard.

In middle school, pregnant with what?!

"Last weekend, Jiaojiao accompanied her to the hospital, and Jiaojiao paid for the medical expenses with her own pocket money. Jiaojiao didn’t tell you because she was worried about Liu Meimei’s reputation," the chubby one declared.

This was why he was dragged into finding trouble with Chen Lun.

Chubby hadn’t intended to get involved, but the problem was that Liu Meimei was definitely not as simple as Jiaojiao thought.

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