[曦澄 | XiCheng][MDZS Modern AU]: All The Things I Never Told You [~PART 2~]

〽️👁‍🗨 Chapter 176: The Voice.

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https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=667289301428194&set=a.200039718153157

https://mobile.twitter.com/cravedcuddle/status/1598391975677681664

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Jiang Yanli was watching the early Monday show, just like always lately. 

Lately, the idiots were showing some good dieting tips, and she badly need those. She was gaining weight, no matter what she ate, or how much, and no matter which one of her old diets she applied. So, desperate, wearing only very loose clothes now (the habit had become the rule), she was watching keenly, and reading women's magazines too, like never before.

- Do you think I'm fat?  –  she pouted.

- Ugghhhh?  -  Jin ZiXuan puffed, suddenly distracted from reading the morning newspaper.  –  Of course you are!  –  he grinned at her, ignoring her blush.

- I am?!  -  she screamed at him now, annoyed.

- OK.  –  he folded the newspaper  –  he knew his lover, there was a storm coming up now.  –  Who said that to you?! I am going to skin him alive!

A-Li blushed, but said nothing. She stared at the screen  –  the show was about to begin any moment now, and she hid her frustration behind her mug of strong coffee.

She didn't doubt those words. Her lover was far too ready to kill for her. Some would even describe it as... bloodlust. But she knew differently.

When the guest for today's interview was announced she just gaped, but Jin Zixuan mumbled:

- That motherfucker again. He is all over the TV lately, like some fucking rock star! Dammit.

- You... hate him?  –  she asked tentatively, watching, tense, as the cameras showed the inside of the rich house. The reality of it was that she was still torn about what to think about Lan Xichen; that last hug of theirs had felt really nice.

- Of course I do! He has too much power! And he plays dirty! Plus, he is a politician, and I hate politics, you know that!  –  he huffed, throwing the newspaper to the side angrily.

A-Li bit her lips. A-Xuan could not know that this motherfucker was fucking her brother. Now that  would be bad.

She secretly pulled her phone out of her pocket and typed hurriedly:


$ Where are you, moron?! $

No reply came  –  just a return message that A-Cheng's inbox was full.

- I am gonna box his ears for real.  –  she mumbled under her nose menacingly.  –  I haven't done it in years, but so help me... I will!

- Eh?   –  her lover turned his head, trying to catch her words.

- I need a new diet.  –   she grumbled at him, making him grin again, far too amused at how pained she looked.

The truth was that Jin Zixuan liked his future wife a little too much.  True, she was unruly and wild, but he had always appreciated her love for freedom and independence, and also  –  her unmistakable sense of justice and balance. She was, in fact, his right hand right now. After her stupid brother decided that he could...

- Hmmm.  –  he huffed mildly, and stared at the screen, unimpressed by the sleazy conversation. The beginning of that interview, so widely advertised, sucked badly.