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I looked at the woman in front of me and couldn't help but feel a sense of inferiority; compared to her, I felt like an ugly duckling.
“Yu Zhen, this is my sister, Lin Jinyu,” Jiang Zixuan said as he took my hand and stepped forward to introduce me.
I politely nodded and smiled, offering her a simple greeting.
There really wasn’t much for us to talk about; she was a powerful businesswoman while I was just a college student. In every aspect, I felt utterly outmatched.
Moreover, I didn’t like this woman, whether it was due to the nature of women or my feelings for Jiang Zixuan.
It seemed Jiang Zixuan noticed our awkward conversation and quickly steered the topic elsewhere. Gradually, I became an observer, and I noticed that Yu Zhen looked at Jiang Zixuan with a different gaze, her eyes shimmering with affection.
From their casual and skilled banter, it was clear that their relationship was more than just that of business partners. A strong sense of crisis washed over me.
After that, she frequently appeared in our lives. Each time there was some reason for her presence. Although I was unhappy about how close Jiang Zixuan was to her, I felt powerless to stop it.
That night, it was past midnight. He had never stayed out this late without coming home before, and I was worried sick. I called his phone repeatedly, but there was no answer.
I paced anxiously in the living room, genuinely afraid something might have happened to him.
Then came the sound of a key turning in the lock, and I let out a deep sigh of relief.
When the door opened, Jiang Zixuan walked in looking exhausted, followed by a woman in a yellow dress who was gentle and beautiful.
“Jin Yu, I’m back,” he said.
When I caught sight of the woman behind him, my mind went blank with shock. After worrying all night long, it turned out to be because of her—and he had brought her home with him.
In that moment, my heart felt like it was being pierced by a knife.
“Jin Yu, what’s wrong? Miss Yu Zhen is greeting you,” he said.
Jiang Zixuan walked over, looking at me in confusion. "Are you feeling unwell?"
I could no longer control my emotions and shouted at him with red eyes, "Is she your girlfriend?"
Jiang Zixuan froze, frowning. "What are you talking about?"
Yu Zhen interjected, "She is my good friend; I invited her today..."
I interrupted him angrily, "Do ordinary friends need to be brought home?"
I couldn't hear his explanation, convinced he was just making excuses.
Yu Zhen's face turned awkward; he seemed taken aback by my reaction.
"Are you trying to be with her and push me away?" I lost control of my emotions and blurted out.
"You are being unreasonable!" Jiang Zixuan was also angry now. He slammed down the bag he was holding and turned to leave.
"Bang—" The door slammed shut behind him, ringing painfully in my ears.
I stood in the living room, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably.
The cold war had begun unexpectedly.
When Jiang Zixuan returned, he no longer cooked; he would just retreat to his room after work.
Out of spite, I ignored him and made something to eat for myself.
We felt like strangers living under the same roof—so close yet so far apart.
I began to reflect on myself: was I really too sensitive, too unreasonable?
Jiang Zixuan had his own life and social circle; I couldn't bind him with my possessiveness.
But the thought of him being with that woman made my heart ache with jealousy.
Yes, I knew I was jealous, but I truly cared about him and everything about him.
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