After My Flash Marriage with the Sick Beauty, I Reached the Pinnacle of My Life - Chapter 27.2

“Wifey, you’re so good. You said you’d prepare a table of delicious food for me, and you did. I love you the most.”

Uncle Zhang chuckled: “As long as Miss Xia likes it.”

Xia Shishi sat down and scooped a few spoonfuls of food into her bowl, wanting to create an atmosphere of support. However, she hesitated and pushed it toward Wen Jiao.

Wen Jiao stared at her: “What are you doing for me?”

“Hehe.” Xia Shishi smiled a little guiltily, “I was worried my wifey was hungry.”

Coming home and immediately pinning the blame on a colleague meant Xia Shishi was fully aware of the situation.

She guessed Wen Jiao might have deliberately waited for her to eat, felt incredibly guilty, and so she found an excuse and provided a beautiful, easy-to-accept step for Wen Jiao to use.

This step was soft and comfortable, but it wasn’t enough yet.

Xia Shishi bit her chopsticks: “Wifey wouldn’t despise the food I’ve touched, right?”

“…” Wen Jiao simply couldn’t handle her.

She didn’t know where Xia Shishi learned this skill of flattering people; it was incredibly lifelike.

Xia Shishi didn’t have much of an appetite.

Although she liked the job, spending the whole day in the lab still took a toll on her when she came home.

Now, instead of eating herself, she preferred to watch Wen Jiao eat.

To watch Wen Jiao use her long, distinct fingers to grasp the chopsticks, eating with elegance and grace.

With such beauty before her, just watching was enough to make her feel full.

“Aren’t you eating?”

Wen Jiao put down her chopsticks, her dark eyes brewing with emotion from being watched.

“I need to make sure you don’t dislike me,” Xia Shishi only curved her eyes after seeing Wen Jiao finish that bowl of food, and then began to enjoy the dinner with her.

If only it could be like this every day.

This felt like living together.

After dinner, they returned to the room.

After a while, Wen Jiao prepared to take a shower.

Xia Shishi was left in the room, and she started thinking again.

If only they were married, then she wouldn’t be called a hooligan for barging into the bathroom.

“How could it be?” Xia Shishi tilted her head, muttering to herself, “I like Jiao Jiao. I like her so much I want to be as close as possible. Jiao Jiao likes me too, so why is she asking me to stay away?”

Was she really being too hasty?

Xia Shishi couldn’t find anyone to ask for advice. She could only stare at the bathroom door, desperately wanting Wen Jiao to open her heart and open the door for her.

The sound of rushing water echoed from the bathroom.

Wen Jiao was still dressed, holding her phone in her hand. She hung up on her assistant and asked him to text instead.

Checking up on her fiancée felt improper to be broadcast.

Xia Shishi was still guarding the outside, and Wen Jiao was inside the bathroom, acting as if she was protecting herself from a thief.

She was waiting for the reply from her assistant.

Soon, Wen Jiao received a document listing everyone Xia Shishi had interacted with today.

Including Ye Murou and Ji Yan.

Ji Yan must be the “idiot” Xia Shishi mentioned. After work, he went to a barbecue restaurant for dinner with people from the R&D department. Ye Murou, as one of the interns, was also there.

The only one missing from the R&D department group was Xia Shishi, which was typical of her style—if she didn’t like it, she wouldn’t go, regardless of social relationships.

Wen Jiao’s expression darkened. She asked her assistant to investigate Ji Yan further, and then she placed her phone on the shelf, moving her body with difficulty.

Her paralyzed legs were a hindrance no matter the time.

Wen Jiao gasped for breath and closed her eyes.

Could she really be cured?

It had been so many years, going from initial anticipation to numbness, and now to resentment.

Wen Jiao remembered the girl’s words: “Mechanical legs, so cool.”

It seemed that maybe switching to mechanical legs wasn’t such a bother after all.

Xia Shishi secretly rushed to the cloakroom.

She had secretly asked Uncle Zhang to keep that dress. She forgot about it yesterday, so today might be her chance.

She grabbed the black dress from the cloakroom and stood outside the bathroom door with ulterior motives.

She must have been washing for a long time; she should be finishing up soon.

Next, it was time for her to make her move!

If her actions were smooth enough, she could swap her wife’s clothes, making her beloved wife wear her beloved dress.

She had already moved in; it was impossible not to make any progress!

“Ahem.” Xia Shishi cleared her throat and knocked hard on the door, “Dearest, why have you been in there so long? Has something happened? I’m going to push the door open! I’m coming in right now!”

Before she finished speaking, Xia Shishi pushed the door open.

Her eyes darted around the bathroom, finding the location where Wen Jiao put her pajamas. After confirming the spot, she planned to swap the pajamas amidst the confusion.

According to Xia Shishi’s script, the moment she burst in, Wen Jiao would surely focus on chasing her out.

And once she was out, Wen Jiao’s pajamas would have been replaced by the mermaid dress.

Ideally, Wen Jiao would angrily call her back in, and she would then take advantage of the situation—not, be a hooligan—but help Wen Jiao change clothes.

The script was beautiful.

The reality was wrong.

The bathroom was eerily silent. She didn’t hear Wen Jiao’s voice, as if Xia Shishi had knocked on the wrong door.

She hesitantly turned her gaze and saw Wen Jiao still wearing the same clothes she had on during dinner.

“Wifey, do you like taking a shower with your clothes on?”

Xia Shishi hid the dress behind her and looked at Wen Jiao with an innocent expression.

Ink-like emotion surged in Wen Jiao’s eyes.

“Get out.”

Because of the excessive silence, even Xia Shishi didn’t feel comfortable continuing to act crazy and swap the dress at this moment.

The plan seemed about to fail, but Xia Shishi was unwilling to give up.

Was she really that stoic, with no interest in her at all?

Did she truly intend to maintain distance and just watch her from the sidelines?

Xia Shishi tentatively took a step forward.

Wen Jiao couldn’t move, nor could she dodge. She could only stare at the audacious young girl with lowered eyes.

“Wifey, you’re wasting water.” Xia Shishi turned off the showerhead.

“Your clothes aren’t even wet.”

Her body was completely dry, without a single drop of water.

Wen Jiao pursed her lips and leaned back. At this point, anything she said would be futile; Xia Shishi had countless ways to argue with her.

She looked at the phone on the shelf, then quickly retracted her gaze.

“You go out first.”

Xia Shishi’s hands were shaking from nervousness.

Afraid the dress would be discovered, she took every step slowly.

Wen Jiao’s attention was also partially diverted to the phone, causing the two of them, without realizing it, to close the distance to only a few steps.

A little closer…

She would be able to swap the dress / the phone would be discovered.

Wen Jiao’s voice was hoarse: “Be good, go out first.”

Xia Shishi: “I’m not good.”

Xia Shishi took a deep breath: “When have I ever been good? You know that.”

She positioned herself to block the place where the clothes were hung, her fingers grabbing the edge of Wen Jiao’s pajamas, pulling the pajamas down inch by inch, while looking directly at Wen Jiao.

Due to extreme nervousness, Xia Shishi’s cheeks and ears were flushed, appearing completely red.

She noticed this herself, so she was anxious to do something to divert Wen Jiao’s attention.

Xia Shishi’s eyes began to dart around again.

Wen Jiao’s heart clenched; her phone was right in that direction.

Xia Shishi, with a guilty conscience, didn’t notice the phone. She was so anxious that sweat was forming on her forehead. Finally, she chose to make an unreasonable tearful accusation.

“Do you despise me that much?!”

Wen Jiao was stunned, then remained silent.

“You’re wearing clothes; it’s not like you’re not dressed. I was just worried about you and wanted to come in to help you, but you insisted on driving me out. Why are you so mean? You’re teasing me.”

Wen Jiao frowned: “I’m not.”

Xia Shishi: “Yes, you are! If you don’t dislike me, why won’t you let me come near you? Or are you saying you think I’m clumsy? Do I look that unintelligent?”

The pajamas had already been pulled down by Xia Shishi.

The next step was to put the dress up.

The difficulty of the latter was too great. No matter how much Xia Shishi stretched her fingers, she couldn’t reach the shelf behind her, let alone accurately put the dress on it.

At this point, only one method remained, although the risk was high.

Wen Jiao hadn’t noticed Xia Shishi’s small movements. She frowned, wanting to refute the things Xia Shishi had said.

How could she dislike Xia Shishi?

No matter how much this person caused trouble, she could only spoil her and indulge her.

This was a flower watered with love.

She had moved Xia Shishi into her own flowerpot; there was no reason not to be good to her.

Faced with Xia Shishi’s tearful accusation, Wen Jiao panicked.

Wen Jiao also had her own pride when it came to certain matters.

Under the influence of her pride, she didn’t know where to begin to explain.

Looking at her own unsightly legs, Wen Jiao’s face grew paler. Now, Xia Shishi genuinely liked her, but she didn’t know how to respond to Xia Shishi’s affection.

It felt as if it had all been a mistake from the beginning.

Starting from that moment.

“Wen Jiao.” Xia Shishi called her by her full name.

Not Jiao Jiao, not dearest, and not wifey.

Stripped of the affectionate nicknames, their relationship seemed to quickly drift apart.

The habitually spoiled girl suddenly becoming cold was truly hard to cope with.

Xia Shishi dashed forward in one swift movement.

She bent down.

Her lips instantly brushed against Wen Jiao’s.

This was the first time Xia Shishi had ever kissed someone, and she was the one who initiated it.

By all accounts, it was a moment of heat-of-the-moment impulsiveness.

Because she was too nervous, the kiss was quick, and the separation was just as fast, leaving Xia Shishi’s mind dizzier than Wen Jiao’s.

However, even like this, Xia Shishi remembered her mission: “I can’t believe you. If you really like me, then put on this dress and come find me! Otherwise, I won’t believe anything you say!”

Yes, since she couldn’t perfectly execute the clothes-swapping plan, she might as well be bold!

Xia Shishi threw her beloved mermaid dress onto Wen Jiao, then quickly grabbed the pajamas and ran out, afraid of being caught.

Wen Jiao’s lips moved, then she bit her lower lip, forcing her nerves to clear.

That moment just now was too fast, so fast that Wen Jiao subconsciously felt a sense of regret.

By the time she realized the dress was on her, Xia Shishi’s scheme had succeeded.

Xia Shishi was still standing by the bathroom door, saying in a muffled voice, “If it’s hard to change clothes, you can call me in to help. That’s the only way to prove you don’t dislike me.”