I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 53: I Am Your Way Out (1)_1

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: I Am Your Way Out (1)_1

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"Whoa, An’an, did I hear you right? You just turned down Han Zhijin’s invitation, spurning his heartless pretty-boy friend’s dinner invite?"

Upon seeing Xia Wan’an hang up on Han Zhijin, Song Youman immediately placed her hand on Xia Wan’an’s shoulder, her face overflowing with the joy of a peasant finally rising in rebellion, "An’an, now my life is worth living, just seeing you show some backbone in front of that heartless pretty-boy. Do you have any idea how awesome you looked, with your cold face, bluntly saying over the phone, ’There’s no need, why should he be invited over?’!"

"So, standing up like that is showing backbone?" Xia Wan’an sucked on her straw and took a gulp of juice, "Then do you know about the even bolder thing I did at home?"

"Quick, tell me! As long as it’s something that will make that haired, dim-witted oaf squirm, I will love it!"

"He came home during the day today..." Xia Wan’an paused, before continuing in a lighter tone, "...for the first time in the two years that we’ve been married, he came home during the day. But, I went out to have fun with you..."

Xia Wan’an looked at Song Youman as she spoke, her voice becoming self-deprecating when she resumed, "Youman, don’t you think that makes me super cool?"

Outsiders may not understand Xia Wan’an well, but Song Youman does. No bragging, but even if Xia Wan’an were to fart, Song Youman would know ahead of time whether it would smell sweet or stink.

Song Youman looked at Xia Wan’an’s feigned smile and saw her excitement about rejecting Han Jingnian’s invitation to dinner wane dramatically, she asked worriedly, "An’an... did he... upset you again?"

"No..." Xia Wan’an lowered her eyes and smiled, after a pause, she whispered: "He has never made me happy."

"It was me who was foolish, insisting on loving him. I thought by marrying him, I could grow closer to him, change him, and things would slowly get better. But now, I realize that I was wrong from the very start. I never caught his eye. Look, he doesn’t even know when I joined the Han family, and in our two years of marriage, he has never given me a dime..."

"He has never truly seen me as his wife... Two years, In these two years, it’s only today that I realized: to him, I am a complete outsider..."

Listening to Xia Wan’an, Song Youman wanted to tear Han Jingnian to pieces, eviscerating him. But she gently stroked Xia Wan’an’s hair and said, "That’s enough, An’an, we won’t think about him anymore. Whatever you decide to do, remember that I’ll always be there to support you. Just like when you first said you wanted to marry him, to take a risk for your love, I told you to go ahead and no matter what the outcome, I would be your safety net. It’s still the same now; no matter what you want to do, I’ll be here for you..."

Comforted by Song Youman’s words, Xia Wan’an significantly brightened up. She leaned her head against Song Youman’s shoulder, "Why aren’t Han Zhijin and Ai Jiang here yet? I’m so tired..."

With that, she yawned and closed her eyes, looking ready to fall asleep.