How could I possibly be jealous?
At Yun Xiaoran's words, Shen Jin first felt a flicker of panic, along with intense discomfort.
She hadn't expected Yun Xiaoran to pay attention to her attitude toward him, too.
"How could I possibly be jealous? You're overthinking it. I'm just showing concern for you as your wife."
Shen Jin spoke with feigned reserve. Her eyes had been full of confusion as she looked at Yun Xiaoran, but now they sparkled beneath the light. Pretending not to care at all, she lowered her head and continued taking small bites of noodles.
Only the faint, curved smile at the corners of her mouth gave her away.
"No, I meant, do you want some of this vinegar?"
Yun Xiaoran awkwardly directed his gaze toward the small bowl of vinegar in the middle of the dining table. Clearly, Shen Jin had misunderstood him.
Shen Jin: "..."
He didn't mean the kind of jealousy I was thinking of?
Shen Jin stared, her almond-shaped eyes wide, at the little bowl of vinegar sitting in plain sight in the middle of the table. Embarrassment flooded her, and she shot Yun Xiaoran a reproachful look.
"Since you don't like vinegar, I'll take it away."
Yun Xiaoran was just about to remove the vinegar when Shen Jin's slender hands caught his wrist. Her gaze firm, she said:
"No, I want vinegar!"
"Didn't you just say you didn't like it?" Holding the small bowl of vinegar, Yun Xiaoran slowly sat back down, though in truth she was forcing him to.
The girl didn't look strong, but her hands held him in a death grip.
"I like it now," Shen Jin said, lowering her head in embarrassment.
"All right."
After a round of arguing, Shen Jin had successfully become a vinegar lover.
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