When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase-Chapter 702: Mu Ke, Let’s Give It a Try (12)

What Mu Ke wanted, what could comfort him, what could give him spiritual support was never sympathy, but can she give that now?

The car turned around at the airport, and Sheng Jiayu drove back again. After passing the toll station, she stopped at a roadside resting area and took out her phone to call Mu Ke again.

This time, someone answered. After two rings, the call was connected, but no one spoke.

Sheng Jiayu’s heart suddenly tightened. Neither of them spoke, as if tacitly agreeing to keep silent.

After a full five minutes of silence, there was finally some movement on the other end: "I’ll be back for Christmas."

It was a nonsensical sentence, and the man’s voice was much hoarser than usual, even a bit shaky. Sheng Jiayu didn’t know why, but she felt she understood Mu Ke’s words, a slight bitterness in her eyes, her red lips tightened before relaxing: "Mm."

Then came the endless silence again.

The call lasted a full ten minutes, but the total words spoken were only eleven.

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Jiayu leaned on the steering wheel. She wasn’t sure if it was sympathy acting up or because every woman views a man pursuing her in a different way, but at least now, Sheng Jiayu was clear that the feeling in her heart was heartache!

The days went by in an orderly fashion, Sheng Jiayu never called Mu Ke again, and Mu Ke did not contact her either.

Everything at the bookstore went smoothly. As the opening approached, Sheng Jiayu grew busier and busier. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Christmas was on a Tuesday, and on the weekend before, Sheng Jiayu took some time to visit Lake Bay Villa to deliver the gifts she bought for Little Tangdou and Su Weiyi.

Su Weiyi wasn’t Sheng Jianan and Tang Yanqi’s child, but strangely enough, the little girl grew more and more like Tang Yanqi, especially those eyes, pitch-black and bright, very clean.

Sheng Jiayu gave the gifts to the two kids; Little Tangdou, of course, didn’t know anything and only smiled at her, while Su Weiyi, well-behaved and shy, said, "Thank you, Aunt."

Tang Yanqi pulled Sheng Jiayu to chat, talking about kids, work, shopping, skincare tips, just rambling all over the place.

In the evening, Sheng Jiayu naturally stayed to have dinner here, they found a new chef here, not very old, but extremely skilled.

Sheng Jiayu hadn’t eaten well at lunch, her stomach was a little uncomfortable, so she first took a bowl of soup. Tang Yanqi sat next to her and laughed: "Aren’t you the one who doesn’t like soup? What, you think my chef’s skills are good?"

Sheng Jiayu was slightly stunned, smiled, but said nothing. She indeed didn’t like soup, but who told her that having a bad stomach meant drinking more soup?

Mu Ke’s handsome face popped into Sheng Jiayu’s mind, her eyebrows naturally curved a little.

Sheng Jianan leisurely deboned half a fish for Tang Yanqi, the smooth and soft white fish, filling a good half bowl, Tang Yanqi complained, "That’s too much, I can’t finish it."

"Okay, you eat first, I’ll take care of what’s left."

Their conversation was very natural; anyone listening couldn’t help but feel like they were being force-fed dog food.

But Sheng Jiayu had gotten used to it; ever since those two held their wedding, the public display of affection was best described with words like "crazy" and "inhumane."

Sheng Jiayu chose to ignore it and focused on eating her own food.

Tang Yanqi lived the way countless women wished to, and Sheng Jiayu had once envied her greatly.