Flash Marriage, Deep Love-Chapter 48 No Need to Explain, I Understand

Mi Jing wore all her emotions on her face. Shen Lingxing looked at her with a smile, raised his hand to pinch her cheek, and said helplessly, "Why do you always like to take the blame on yourself? This isn’t a good habit, you’ll need to change it in the future."

Based on his tone, Mi Jing initially thought Shen Lingxing was reprimanding her. But when she met his dark eyes, she saw a hint of pampering!

Her heart skipped a beat and fluttered uncontrollably. Mi Jing felt a bit embarrassed, quickly lowered her eyelids, and dared not look at Shen Lingxing’s seductive, affectionate eyes again.

"Xing’er said there’s a gift for me in your room, I’ll go and find it."

Mi Jing spoke with her head lowered and turned around. At that moment, she pursed her lips and wrinkled her nose, silently scolding herself: Mi Jing, don’t be overly sentimental! Don’t forget, he’s not married to you because he loves you!

Even so, her heartbeats still hadn’t returned to normal, thumping wildly and continuously.

Walking into the room, Mi Jing looked around and quickly found a pink box on the big bed.

She opened the box, and inside was a bunch of black gauze. Seeing this, Mi Jing thought it was a scarf and reached out to take it out of the box, but when she shook it open, she was immediately frozen.

This is not a scarf!

You really don’t know until you see, and you’re startled when you do!

The "true form" of this black gauze turned out to be a piece of lingerie nearly transparent!

After a moment of shock, Mi Jing hurriedly stuffed the lingerie back into the box, without noticing there were other things inside.

Picking up the box, Mi Jing turned hurriedly but had barely taken a single step before she bumped into a wall of flesh.

Bang—

The box lid was not tightly closed, and with this collision, the box fell spectacularly into two halves, scattering its contents all over the floor. A small box fell right next to a pair of black leather shoes. Taking a closer look, Mi Jing’s cheeks heated up instantly; she wished she could set everything on fire, erasing all traces.

After finishing a brief call, Shen Lingxing walked in, saw Mi Jing with her back to him behaving unusually frantic, and became curious about the gift Xing’er had prepared. It could make Mi Jing eager to hide it.

So he strode forward but didn’t expect Mi Jing to suddenly turn around, causing an unexpected collision between them.

Upon hearing the sound of things falling, Shen Lingxing immediately looked down. The next second, his eyes widened visibly as he stared for a moment. Then he glanced at Mi Jing, her face flushed red.

"This is from Xing’er?"

Bending down to pick up the beautifully packaged "Durex" beside his foot, Shen Lingxing’s lips curled up slightly, asking with feigned ignorance.

"Yes."

Mi Jing responded with her scalp tingling, reaching out to take the "Durex" from Shen Lingxing’s hand while saying, "We don’t need this for now, let’s just put it away for now!"

"Why don’t we need it? It’s Xing’er’s heartfelt gift, why don’t we try it out later?" Shen Lingxing dodged Mi Jing’s reaching hand, raising his own high, smiling meaningfully.

Hearing this, Mi Jing’s blush deepened, feeling a bit unsettled but pretending to be calm, she said, "Let’s try it out another time, there’ll be opportunities."

Direct rejection was not good to say often, so Mi Jing adopted a delaying tactic. After speaking, Mi Jing crouched down to pick up things scattered on the floor, putting them back into the box.

"Please keep these items safe."

Mi Jing stuffed the box to Shen Lingxing, who willingly accepted, no longer teasing Mi Jing. He walked towards the closet, thinking to himself, these "useful" items will surely come in handy later, they have "collectible" value.

Knock-knock—

As soon as Shen Lingxing entered the closet, the door was knocked. Mi Jing turned to see Ma Huilian standing at the door with a smile.

"Jingjing, may I come in?"

"Yes, come in and sit!" Although Xing’er told her to stay as far away from Ma Huilian as possible, she was still an elder, so Mi Jing couldn’t turn her away.

"No need to sit, I brought you some clean clothes." Ma Huilian smiled and patted the clothes in her hand, saying, "I thought it was your first time coming back, and you might not have prepared clean clothes, so I took the liberty to bring them for you."

"Thank—"

"Not needed!"

Just as Mi Jing was about to thank her, she was interrupted by a cold voice. Shen Lingxing stood at the closet door, uncharacteristically with a stern face, firmly refusing Ma Huilian’s good intentions.

As the saying goes, showing unsolicited kindness means hiding ulterior motives. Whatever Ma Huilian was scheming, Shen Lingxing could certainly see through it.

Trying to get close to his wife?

That depends on whether he agrees or not!

"Xing, I meant well, you..." Ma Huilian’s tone was perfect, wanting to say more but stopping just right to display her grievance!

But this sight did nothing to soften Shen Lingxing’s heart; it only made him more repelled.

"Leave!" Shen Lingxing looked coldly at Ma Huilian, mercilessly spitting out two words.

"I..."

Ma Huilian choked up, her eyes reddened, and in just a blink, tears were welling up in her eyes, making her look pitiful!

Oh my!

Is she about to cry?

Mi Jing was a bit dumbfounded, glanced at Shen Lingxing, who still wore a stern face and showed no intention of comforting Ma Huilian. Helpless, Mi Jing had to play the peacekeeper, speaking out to comfort, "Auntie, Ling Xing is in a bad mood today, he’s also harsh with me in private, so please understand and don’t take his words to heart!"

Mi Jing’s words successfully blocked all of Ma Huilian’s grievances.

Perhaps she didn’t expect Mi Jing to say such things, Ma Huilian was momentarily stunned, then quickly masked her resentful expression with a smile.

"Yes, as elders we should understand the younger ones more. Don’t worry, I won’t mind such little things!" She said, lifting her head with an air of generosity, "Since Xing doesn’t like the clothes, I’ll take them down to Jiajia instead. Waste is not good."

Is she genuinely not minding?

But why does it feel like her words were a bit disingenuous?

If Xing hadn’t mentioned Ma Huilian’s nature before, Mi Jing might not have thought too much. Seeing Shen Lingxing, always gentle and elegant, openly opposing Ma Huilian now made Mi Jing more cautious.

Though she didn’t understand why Shen Lingxing and his siblings disliked or even detested her, there must be reasons for hating someone, so Mi Jing thought Ma Huilian must indeed have her reasons to be detestable.

"No, Auntie, I like these clothes, so please give them to me." Mi Jing called after Ma Huilian with a smile.