The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Chapter 64


<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Jiang Miao was bewildered.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">It was his first time going out on a date with Senior Sister, but his roommate caught him red-handed.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But then again… wasn't he the one who spoke first?

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He cursed his loose tongue.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But Chen Haoshang was too ridiculous.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Jiang Miao felt a toothache.<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">It's one thing if you want to deliver food, but why on earth are you delivering from so far away?<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The school is at least four kilometers away!

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">While he was still dumbfounded and speechless, Chen Haoshang didn't waste a moment and bolted out with the bubble tea delivery without saying a word.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Chen Haoshang! Wait!" Jiang Miao raised his hand but then let it fall down in despair as he watched Chen Haoshang's figure quickly disappear in the distance.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Give me a chance to explain,<spanfont-weight:" 400"=""> he groaned weakly in his mind.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Aren't you worried, Senior Sister?" Jiang Miao looked at her calm expression and felt helpless. "It won't be good for you if rumors start spreading in school, right?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"What's so bad about it?" Su Huaizhou tilted her head. "It's not like I'm planning to date.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"If rumors about us dating spread, it will actually be good for me. At least it can save me from a lot of unwanted attention."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Jiang Miao: "…"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"But if you're really worried, we can go back and explain it to him," Su Huaizhou said considerately. "After all, it's just for material, not the real thing."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">It's because it's for material that it's hard to explain<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">. Jiang Miao felt powerless.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If he wanted to clarify that he and Senior Sister weren't in a relationship, he would have to reveal that he was an author.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Moreover, even if he explained it like this, there was no guarantee that others would believe him.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Forget it…" Jiang Miao sighed. "It's not too bad if it's just Chen Haoshang. He doesn't talk much, so he shouldn't tell anyone."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"You look so nervous." Su Huaizhou smiled and poked his cheek. "Relax. It's just a misunderstanding that we're a couple. Why do you seem so unhappy about it?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"I'm concerned about your reputation, Senior Sister."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"It's not the traditional society of the past," Su Huaizhou said indifferently. "Even if we were really in a relationship, it's not up to others to judge us.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"I wouldn't mind even if it were real… Besides, it's fake.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"You can pretend it's real though."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"… Senior Sister, stop joking around."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Come on, let's go back. It's almost ten." Su Huaizhou dropped the subject and held out her hand to Jiang Miao. "Shall we continue gathering material?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Jiang Miao looked at Senior Sister's fair and slender hand and hesitated for a moment before eventually reaching out to hold it.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As their palms touched, a feeling of completeness and warmth filled their hearts.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In any case, they had already been seen together. Whether or not they held hands now wouldn't change anything.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Moreover, Jiang Miao figured it was already a strange coincidence for Chen Haoshang to appear here. He didn't believe there were other acquaintances nearby.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Gathering material was more important.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Hand in hand, the two of them made their way to the nearby subway entrance.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">It was almost 10 p.m., and the crowd had thinned out.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After boarding the subway back to the school, they easily found two seats.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">There were only four stops, roughly a fifteen-minute ride.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Before they reached the next stop, Jiang Miao felt his shoulder sink. He turned around and saw that Senior Sister had drifted off to sleep.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He gulped, his body stiffening.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Her long hair cascaded down, with some strands falling onto his chest.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Her wonderful and pleasant fragrance lingered in his nose again.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Feeling Senior Sister leaning against him, Jiang Miao slightly adjusted his shoulder so that she could rest more comfortably.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He turned to look at her sleeping face. It was peaceful and serene, and the usual elegance and warmth she exuded were replaced by childlike innocence and cuteness.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">A stray lock of hair fell near Su Huaizhou's lips, making her purse them instinctively and pout slightly.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After a brief hesitation, Jiang Miao lifted his other hand, moved it to Senior Sister's face, and gently and carefully tucked the loose strand behind her ear.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In doing so, he accidentally brushed against her cheek.<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">So soft…

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He really wanted to pinch it.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">It felt so soft that he thought he could squeeze juice out of it.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">This thought immediately made his body tense up.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Although he had held her in the movie theater earlier, it was because there had been no one else around.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Even though he knew there were cameras, he didn't feel that anyone was watching.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But it was different now.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Although there were very few people on the subway, there were still four passengers sitting on the opposite bench.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">A man and a woman, likely office workers, were both absorbed in their phones.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">And there was a mother with her child.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The little girl sitting in her mother's arms looked at the older brother and sister sitting across from her curiously.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">She was adorable, and her innocent gaze made Jiang Miao feel awkward.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Mom." The little girl asked innocently and curiously, "Are the uncle and auntie across from us dating?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Jiang Miao: "…"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Adorable, my ass!

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">What a little brat.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">…

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Night, close to 10:30 p.m.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After delivering the bubble tea order, Chen Haoshang rode his electric scooter back to the entrance of Xiuye Commons, changed out of his Meituan uniform in a corner, folded it neatly, and then rode to the dormitory building entrance.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But just as he was about to reach Building 31, he saw two familiar figures walking hand in hand in the distance towards the entrance of Building 30.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Probably because it was getting close to the dormitories' curfew time, the two of them hurriedly said their goodbyes at the entrance and returned to their respective dormitories with a bag of bubble tea each.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chen Haoshang followed behind Jiang Miao and entered the dormitory building after him.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">By the time he finished parking his scooter, went upstairs, and returned to his dorm room, there was already a cup of grass jelly bubble tea on his desk.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He glanced at bubble tea and then at Jiang Miao, who was preparing to shower.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Their eyes met briefly in the air before both quickly looked away, both feeling a bit awkward.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After Jiang Miao entered the bathroom with a change of clothes, Chen Haoshang sat back in his seat, turned on his computer as usual, logged into his account, and began playing games.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">During the hero selection phase, his gaze fell on the bubble tea on his desk. He hesitated for a moment before opening the straw and taking a sip.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">It was very sweet.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">…

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The next day, Sunday morning.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Because there weren't any classes, Jiang Miao, who had stayed up late writing, slept until noon.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At this time, the dorm room was empty.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">When he got out of bed, he found a cup of bubble tea on his desk.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Next to it was a post-it note.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Could Prince be interested in me?" Jiang Miao muttered. Just as he was about to pick up the post-it to read it, he realized something was off.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">It was too crooked!

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The post-it was too crooked!

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If Wang Xin had pasted it, it would have definitely been perfectly aligned along the edge of the desk, not stuck on like this.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">With doubts, Jiang Miao picked up the post-it.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">[Post-it]: Thank you for the bubble tea yesterday. Also, I hope you won't tell anyone about my delivery job. In exchange, I won't say anything about you dating Senior Sister Su.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Jiang Miao: "…"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">No… Brother… this is a huge misunderstanding…

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">I'm really not dating Senior Sister!

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He felt he couldn't clear his name even by jumping into the Qiantang River.

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