Did the Tsundere Miss Get Slapped in the Face Again Today? - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: “Jealous.”

 

What were all these bizarre adjectives? Fickle, cheating on her, and now “maintaining virtue.”

 

After listening to Lin Anran’s warning, Jiang Yi felt as if she had been caught cheating on a girlfriend…

 

Jiang Yi couldn’t be bothered to correct her vocabulary. To save trouble, she simply agreed: “Alright, alright, I’ll maintain my virtue, and I’ll keep my distance from others. Can you say less?”

 

If Lin Anran kept talking, Jiang Yi would start thinking she was a cheating scumbag who betrayed her girlfriend.

 

Taking off her green work vest, Jiang Yi said: “I’m going to the restroom. Wait for me a bit, and then we’ll go home together.”

 

Lin Anran scoffed: “So much trouble. So annoying.”

 

Jiang Yi ignored whatever she said—she was like this every day—and went straight to the restroom at the back of the convenience store.

 

Lin Anran’s gaze shifted to Xiao Man.

 

Xiao Man thought, This is bad. This young miss was not easy to deal with, always stirring up trouble. Was she going to make things difficult for her?

 

Oh no, Jiang Yi isn’t here either. Xiao Man felt a little panicky…

 

Xiao Man offered her a polite smile.

 

In contrast to Xiao Man’s politeness, Lin Anran showed no courtesy whatsoever and interrogated her: “What secrets were you whispering to her just now?”

 

Xiao Man: “Nothing, I didn’t say anything.”

 

Lin Anran’s arrogant eyes narrowed, her face cooled, and she stared at Xiao Man without blinking.

 

Xiao Man broke into a cold sweat. She glanced toward the restroom. When is Jiang Yi coming back? Leaving me alone with this young miss is going to kill me.

 

“Tell the truth,” Lin Anran demanded, arms crossed over her chest.

 

There was still no movement from the restroom, so it looked like Jiang Yi wouldn’t be out anytime soon.

 

Xiao Man couldn’t take it anymore. She couldn’t hold out and confessed: “I just like shipping couples, but I don’t have any malicious intent, really. I just purely love shipping.”

 

Lin Anran frowned: “Shipping what? Explain clearly.”

 

“It’s just that I kind of ship you and Sister Zhizhi, but I’m just a CP fan at most. I absolutely have no intention of coveting your person, I promise,” Xiao Man swore, raising her hand.

 

Lin Anran’s expression froze.

 

Shipping a couple? Shipping herself and Jiang Yi?

 

She had initially found Xiao Man annoying no matter how she looked at her, but now, she inexplicably found her a little more pleasing to the eye.

 

Lin Anran raised her chin slightly: “Why would you think that?”

 

Xiao Man chuckled awkwardly: “Haha, I probably read too many novels. I just feel like you two have a good ‘CP vibe.’ Please don’t mind me; I’m just imagining things. I promise I won’t…”

 

Lin Anran’s eyebrow subtly lifted: “What ‘CP vibe’? She and I don’t have any CP vibe. Don’t talk nonsense. I don’t like her.”

 

Although she said this, her gaze toward Xiao Man carried a hint of satisfaction, even appreciation.

 

This person has some taste, unlike Jiang Yi, who is just a tasteless bumpkin.

 

“Fine, it’s not a big deal. I won’t hold it against you,” Lin Anran suddenly placed her handbag on the cash register.

 

“You were looking at this before. Do you like it?”

 

Xiao Man’s gaze fell on the bag, and a hint of awkwardness flashed across her face.

 

She had seen this bag in the display window when she was shopping at the mall and loved it instantly. However, the price was so high that Xiao Man didn’t dare to even dream of owning it.

 

When Lin Anran brought the bag in today, Xiao Man had unconsciously stared at it a few times.

 

She genuinely loved it and envied anyone who could own it.

 

She thought Lin Anran hadn’t noticed her sneaky glances, but it turned out she had.

 

Xiao Man scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed and awkward: “I just thought the bag looked nice, so I looked at it a few times…”

 

Before she could finish, Lin Anran tossed the bag directly at her.

 

Xiao Man hurriedly caught it with both hands. Before she could ask any questions, she heard Lin Anran say: “It’s yours.”

 

Xiao Man’s eyes widened.

 

She looked at Lin Anran, then at the bag in her hands: “Huh? For me? No, no, this is too valuable. I can’t accept it.”

 

A bag worth over a hundred thousand yuan—she wouldn’t dare to take it.

 

Lin Anran: “Don’t fuss. I don’t like people who talk too much nonsense. If you like it, keep it. If you don’t want it, throw it away.”

 

Xiao Man choked. The bag in her hands felt like a hot potato—she couldn’t take it, but she couldn’t reject it either.

 

Just then, the person who went to the restroom returned.

 

Lin Anran ignored Xiao Man, pouted at Jiang Yi, and said with dissatisfaction: “So slow. Hurry up and follow me.”

 

After saying that, she tossed her head and pushed the door open to leave.

 

Jiang Yi caught up to her, and as they walked side-by-side, she noticed Lin Anran’s hands were empty: “Where is your bag? Did you forget it inside?”

 

Lin Anran: “I gave it away.”

 

Jiang Yi looked bewildered: “Gave it away? To whom? The bag was still in your hand when I went to the restroom.”

 

Lin Anran said carelessly: “I gave it to that… what was her name? Xiao Man. It doesn’t matter anyway.”

 

Jiang Yi: “Xiao Man? Why would you give your bag to her?”

 

Lin Anran raised her eyebrows: “Because I wanted to.”

 

Jiang Yi looked back at the convenience store, suspicion on her face.

 

When she went to the restroom, Lin Anran was still hostile toward Xiao Man. How did their relationship improve so much in the time it took to use the bathroom that she would give her bag away?

 

What happened in between?

 

Could it be… Lin Anran wants to be friends with Xiao Man?

 

As this thought arose, a faint sense of sourness inexplicably welled up in Jiang Yi’s heart.

 

Just a moment ago, Lin Anran was demanding that she “maintain virtue,” but now she herself showed no intention of adhering to it.

 

Although Jiang Yi often thought that Lin Anran should make a few more friends to reduce her stress, when Lin Anran actually seemed interested in befriending someone else, Jiang Yi felt extremely uncomfortable.

 

“Do you like Xiao Man and want to be friends with her?” Jiang Yi tentatively asked.

 

Lin Anran glanced at her, neither confirming nor denying.

 

Jiang Yi quietly observed her micro-expressions, but couldn’t deduce anything. She continued to probe: “That’s good. Xiao Man is very nice, sunny and cheerful. It’s a great choice for you to befriend her.”

 

Lin Anran gave her a cold stare: “Stop saying such ridiculous things.”

 

Jiang Yi froze, having been insulted, but her heart secretly cheered up.

 

Still unsure, she pressed further: “Why are they ‘ridiculous things’? Don’t you want to be friends with Xiao Man? If not, why did you give her the bag?”

 

Lin Anran stopped walking, suspiciously scanning Jiang Yi up and down: “What’s wrong with you? Is it because I gave her a bag that you’re feeling mentally unbalanced? What is that feeling called? Oh, I remember. It’s called jealousy. You’re jealous.”

 

Jiang Yi was stunned into silence.

 

Lin Anran curled her lips into a smug smile: “It’s just a bag. If you want one, I’ll give you one tomorrow too.”

 

As she spoke, she started laughing, unsure if she was happy or mocking her.

 

Clearly, it was both—she was happy, and she was mocking her.

 

“Jiang Yi, you look so pathetic, it’s worthless. Don’t be jealous over trivial things like this in the future. You’re so pathetic, Jiang Yi, so pathetic, ha ha ha…”

 

She started laughing again, looking incredibly smug.

 

Jiang Yi’s forehead was covered in black lines. She regretted asking.

 

“Hahahahahaha, that’s hilarious, hahahaha…”

 

It was endless; Lin Anran was still laughing.

 

Finally, she had enough and patted Jiang Yi’s shoulder: “Don’t worry. I don’t like her, and I won’t be friends with her. I demand that you maintain virtue, and I will maintain virtue myself.”

 

Jiang Yi’s forehead was covered in black lines again.

 

Was “maintaining virtue” the right phrase to use here? Did it really apply in this context…?

 

“I’m not going to your house today,” Lin Anran suddenly announced.

 

Jiang Yi looked at her confusedly. She was usually so clingy, wanting to be together 24 hours a day. Why was she voluntarily staying away today? Was it just because Jiang Yi had just shown a moment of “pathetic” jealousy?

 

Lin Anran: “I have to go home. Something came up. Of course, if you miss me, you can send me a message, though I might not reply.”

 

Jiang Yi understood her meaning instantly and automatically translated: I have to go home for something. We won’t see each other for a day. You have to miss me and take the initiative to message me.

 

Jiang Yi: “Okay, I’ll message you.”

 

Lin Anran: “Don’t message too frequently. I don’t want to reply to your messages.”

 

Jiang Yi chuckled: “Got it, got it. I’ll send you several messages.”

 

Lin Anran was satisfied. She scoffed and turned to walk toward the sedan waiting by the roadside.

 

Halfway there, she looked back.

 

Jiang Yi smiled and waved at her.

 

Lin Anran awkwardly raised her hand and waved back.

 

Jiang Yi was surprised, then smiled.

 

This young miss’s way of saying goodbye was finally no longer the word “scram.” She had actually learned to wave goodbye. That was progress.

 

Lin Anran frequently looked back, reluctant to get into the car. Even when the car drove forward, she kept twisting her body to look behind.

 

She didn’t reluctantly turn her gaze away until she could no longer see the person standing by the roadside.

 

Ding-dong.

 

Her phone sounded with a notification.

 

When Lin Anran saw the sender on the screen, her eyes lit up, and she quickly tapped open the message.

 

Jiang Yi: Good girl, there’s progress. Keep it up.

 

Lin Anran frowned slightly, not understanding.

 

Jiang Yi: You know how to wave goodbye now. Praising you, great job.

 

Lin Anran scoffed, a smile playing on her lips, but her reply was typed: Are you sick? Go get treated if you are.

 

Jiang Yi: I just complimented you, and you’re immediately getting cocky?

 

Lin Anran: Scram.

 

Jiang Yi didn’t reply again. Lin Anran held her phone, smiling, then her lips drooped.

 

She had just parted with Jiang Yi, and she already missed her.

 

She didn’t want to be apart. She wanted to be with her every day.

 

She wanted to be with Jiang Yi every day, but Jiang Yi had said earlier that spending too much time together made her breathless and she needed a break.

 

Why did she need to be breathless? Why did she need a break? She wouldn’t allow a break! They had to be together all the time!

 

At the same time, Jiang Yi received a voice message from Lin Anran.

 

“Jiang Yi, you scram, scram!”

 

Jiang Yi clicked her tongue at the phone: “Why is this young miss cursing me out again for no reason?”

 

Lin Anran’s trip home lasted two or three days. Jiang Yi felt a bit unaccustomed to the absence of the chattering little kitten beside her.

 

But just as she started to feel a little unaccustomed, Lin Anran’s message bombardment would begin.

 

You haven’t sent me a message in an hour.

 

If I don’t send you a message, you won’t send one to me?

 

What are you doing? Don’t say you’re busy. I’m your boss. I haven’t assigned you any work. You’re very idle.

 

Jiang Yi replied: …

 

Lin Anran replied instantly: Jiang Yi, why are you acting so cool? What’s with the attitude, huh?

 

[Is this how you treat your direct superior? Do you believe I’ll fire you?

 

Jiang Yi: …

 

Lin Anran: Scram.

 

Jiang Yi smiled.

 

She clicked on Lin Anran’s profile picture—a fierce yet regal Maine Coon cat. It was quite fitting for Lin Anran, actually.

 

She checked her social circle updates.

 

As Lin Anran said, Jiang Yi genuinely had no work and was quite idle, so she even had time to look at Lin Anran’s updates.

 

Lin Anran’s updates were as noisy as she was. On a busy day, she could post over a dozen updates. Jiang Yi didn’t have many friends, so sometimes when she refreshed her feed, it was completely dominated by Lin Anran.

 

The latest post was a photo casually taken at a business party, captioned: This party is so boring. I want to go home.

 

Jiang Yi casually liked the post.

 

One like successfully triggered a new round of message bombardment from a certain someone.

 

I want to go home, not that I miss you. Don’t think too much.

 

Jiang Yi looked at this message and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

 

She just liked the post. Why was Lin Anran spilling everything as if she couldn’t contain it?

 

Jiang Yi hadn’t actually connected the post to anything else, but seeing the message from Lin Anran, she understood.

 

Lin Anran posted that update for her to see. The underlying meaning was that she missed her.

 

Jiang Yi clicked back into the post, reading “This party is so boring. I want to go home” over and over.

 

After a moment of hesitation, she replied to the post.

 

I want to go home too.

 

I miss you too.