The CEO's Paranoid and Spoiled Wife-Chapter 791 - 788: Is It Time to Send Me Back?

He had barely started feeling smug when he was slapped in the face by Ye Chaochao’s words. Ji Yanlin took a deep breath and yelled through gritted teeth, "Ye Chaochao!"

By the time Ji Yanlin chased her out of the bedroom, Chaochao had backed down and hastily apologized to him.

Ji Yanlin declared he wouldn’t accept the apology, and the two of them quarreled and made noise in the living room, just like elementary school kids who couldn’t stop playing during break time.

It wasn’t until the housekeeper came over to cook that they toned it down a bit. Sitting on the sofa, leaning against each other, they watched a movie while waiting for dinner.

After the housekeeper had finished making dinner and left, having cleaned up the kitchen, only the bowls and dishes they had used for the meal remained. Ji Yanlin took it upon himself to tidy up the utensils and put them into the automatic dishwasher.

Ye Chaochao leaned against the kitchen doorway, watching Ji Yanlin, who was crouching on the floor fiddling with the automatic dishwasher, and asked, "Hey, isn’t it time you took me back?"

Ji Yanlin paused what he was doing, turned back to look at Chaochao at the doorway, and with a smile tugging at his lips, he counter-asked her, "Do you really think that after entering my territory today, you can just leave?"

Chaochao didn’t quite know what to say after Ji Yanlin’s comment; her heart beat a little faster when she saw the calculating look in his eyes.

Ji Yanlin averted his gaze and neatly tied up the bag in the trash can beside him.

As he walked past Chaochao on his way out of the kitchen, Ji Yanlin leaned in close to her, slightly bending down so they could see eye to eye, "I’ll just go throw out the trash."

Chaochao didn’t say anything, Ji Yanlin didn’t add anything else, and he walked out of the kitchen.

Right after that, Chaochao heard the sound of the door opening and closing, and her heartbeat skipped a beat.

They were both adults, and Chaochao couldn’t possibly miss the implications of Ji Yanlin’s behavior today.

In fact, all of this should have taken place two days ago on Qixi Festival, but it didn’t happen because she hadn’t been able to come back.

Chaochao stood there, a bit lost, unsure of what to do.

Downstairs, Ji Yanlin threw away his trash with an inexplicable irritation at the bottom of his heart. He took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lit one.

He finished the cigarette in just a few puffs and lit another one, still standing there motionless, his brows slightly furrowed, deep in thought.

By the time the second cigarette was over, Ji Yanlin didn’t light a third one. It was enough; any more smoking and the smell wouldn’t leave his clothes.

Long ago, he knew Ye Chaochao didn’t like the smell of smoke—it made her eyes water heavily. freewebnσvel.cøm

Back in high school, he would smoke with his rowdy friends, and once Chaochao caught him in the act. That evening, he was beaten up by his mom when he got home.

He thought Chaochao was the one who snitched, so later on, he deliberately blew smoke in Chaochao’s face, just like a little hooligan, making her cry from the choking fumes.

He and Chaochao had been sparring since childhood, but he never really wanted to bully her. That was the first time he made Chaochao cry; he was actually scared.

Coming back to his senses, Ji Yanlin realized he had unexpectedly remembered something from so long ago. The frown that had been fixed on his face eased, and he couldn’t help but let a smile spread across his lips.

The community was well protected against mosquitoes, and even in the height of summer, Ji Yanlin wasn’t bothered by them as he stood downstairs. After standing a while longer and waiting for his scent to dissipate, Ji Yanlin finally turned around to head back.

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