Chapter 2205: Are You Taking Revenge on Me?

Jiang Mobai gritted his teeth and, bracing himself, said, "I'm used to keeping my place in a mess, living with my days and nights flipped, and—and I'm used to not wearing clothes after I shower!"

These few sentences from Jiang Mobai were all dancing on Su Kexuan's landmines.

The purpose of saying this was to make Su Kexuan retreat in the face of difficulties.

Unfortunately, this method didn't have the slightest effect.

Su Kexuan's expression remained unchanged: "Then change those habits."

This reply was full-marks for dominance.

Jiang Mobai subconsciously wanted to lower his head and obediently reply, "Okay."

But the words reached his lips...

Jiang Mobai came to his senses.

He could not be led by the nose by Su Kexuan!

Regrouping, Jiang Mobai frowned and said, "If I could change, would I still be the way I am now?"

"Why can't you change? Are you seventy or eighty years old and unable to change, or is someone forcing you with a knife, forbidding it?"

"It's neither, it's..."

Jiang Mobai's tone paused.

Then he let his shoulders drop, and his whole person suddenly became very decadent.

He muttered, "I know you want me to pull myself together, but I can't get up anymore; perhaps for the rest of my life, I'll just be like this."

Hearing these words, Su Kexuan really wanted to raise her palm and pat Jiang Mobai's head!

Fortunately, she suppressed the impulse.

And she said in an indifferent tone, "I respect your choice, as long as you are willing yourself."

While speaking, Su Kexuan looked at a shelf not far away.

On it, car models were displayed.

The models were very realistic.

It is said that Jiang Mobai made them all himself.

To make them, he forgot to eat and sleep...

Su Kexuan withdrew her gaze and looked straight at Jiang Mobai.

She wanted to see how this guy could still lie through his teeth!

Jiang Mobai actually wanted to act indifferent and say some more resigned words.

But...

Being stared at by Su Kexuan's all-knowing eyes, his sense of shame doubled.

The lies could not be spoken no matter what.

But some true words from the bottom of his heart, Jiang Mobai wanted to say to Su Kexuan: "What if I'm not willing? You're right, I always make everything a mess."

Jiang Mobai lowered his eyes, his whole body shrouded in a repressed, gloomy aura.

At this moment, Jiang Mobai needed comfort.

He seemed like he was about to shatter.

But Su Kexuan had no intention of comforting him at all.

On the contrary, she narrowed her eyes, her voice unfriendly: "So, are you accusing me?"

Huh?

How did it come to this?

Jiang Mobai temporarily lifted his head from his depressed aura: "I didn't..."

"You are accusing me. I admit I was impulsive last time and my tone was a bit harsh. But I had been drinking at the time and spoke without thinking; why are you being so petty?"

"No, I really didn't..."

"Alright, stop talking!"

Su Kexuan snorted coldly and closed the door directly.

And outside the door, Jiang Mobai hurriedly patted the door and said loudly, "Kexuan, Kexuan, listen to my explanation!"

Inside the door, there was not a sound.

In his anxiety, Jiang Mobai wanted to call out through the door.

But he worried that doing so would annoy Su Kexuan.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Mobai gave up.

He turned around dejectedly, his back against the door.

He thought to himself that he had messed things up again.

But...

Hmm...

Why did it feel like something was not quite right?

He couldn't say exactly what was wrong.

But he knew that Su Kexuan was unhappy and needed to be coaxed.

So in the days of living together that followed, Jiang Mobai behaved very actively.

He also ate on time and paid close attention to his appearance.

Sometimes, he would even take the initiative to water the flowers and plants.

It was just that he watered them too frequently.

The flowers Su Kexuan brought soon let their leaves droop.

Then, one pot after another withered.

Jiang Mobai still hadn't realized where the problem lay.

While watering them again, Su Kexuan appeared silently and asked, "Are you taking revenge on me?"

"No, I'm helping!" Jiang Mobai widened his eyes, emphasizing.

Su Kexuan raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Killing my flowers is what you call helping?"

"I... sorry."

Jiang Mobai hung his head, looking guilty.

Su Kexuan rolled her eyes, then commanded impatiently, "Before I get off work and come home, get rid of the corpses of these flowers!"

"Oh."

Su Kexuan stepped in her high heels and walked out of the apartment.

Once the door closed, Jiang Mobai sighed heavily.

Then he leaned over to pick up the trash can.

As Jiang Mobai tossed the withered branches and rotten leaves into the trash can, he muttered, "Sorry, little flowers and grasses. Sigh, I wanted to take good care of you, but why did you have to die?"

Jiang Mobai could not figure it out no matter how he thought about it.

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening came from the entrance.

Thinking it was Su Kexuan returning to get something, Jiang Mobai quickly straightened his back.

Then he glanced at the door as if nothing were the matter.

But with just this look, Jiang Mobai did not see Su Kexuan.

Instead, he saw his mother, who was dumbfounded.

Jiang Baobao had not come to visit Jiang Mobai for the past few days.

Because she was afraid her appearance would disturb the two young people.

Today, she had also specifically chosen a time when Su Kexuan was at work to come over and take a look.

As a result, the moment she entered the door, she saw Jiang Mobai pulling at the flowers.

There were also quite a few leaves and dirt fallen on the floor.

Her eyes swept around once, and Jiang Baobao had a judgment in her heart.

Only hearing her say earnestly, "Even if you're in a bad mood, don't take it out on the flowers and plants."

Seeing that his mother had misunderstood him, Jiang Mobai quickly explained, "These flowers withered; there's no point in keeping them in the pots."

"Is that so... Huh? That's not right either. I remember I never bought any flowers."

"You indeed didn't buy them; these were brought by Kexuan."

"I see... Wait a minute, that's still not right! Calculating the time, Kexuan hasn't moved in for long, and the flowers and plants are already dead through and through? Could it be... that the climate here isn't suitable for growing flowers?"

His mother's muttering made the expression on Jiang Mobai's face indescribable.

Rubbing his itchy nose with the back of his hand, Jiang Mobai gloomily explained the cause and effect to his mother.

And after Jiang Baobao heard it...

She let out a "pfft" and laughed out loud!

Jiang Mobai said irritably, "Stop laughing. When you have time, have someone send over a few more pots of flowers and plants—ones with vigorous vitality!"

"You can't learn how to take care of flowers and plants; no matter how many pots are sent, it's just a heavy hand destroying flowers."

Jiang Baobao had hit the nail on the head.

Now, Jiang Mobai had absolutely no confidence in his flower-growing skills.

Hesitating for a moment, Jiang Mobai asked, "Then what should I do? How about I buy a few books and study?"

"Reading books is useless. Mom will take you to consult a professional gardener!"

"This... but I don't want to go out. Can we have the person come to the house to teach?"

Hearing this, Jiang Baobao rolled her eyes at Jiang Mobai.

Then she said sarcastically, "Sure, and while you're at it, have them move thousands of acres of flowers and plants here for you to pick from!"

Not everything can offer door-to-door service.

This principle, Jiang Mobai understood.

But he also really did not want to go out.

Jiang Mobai lowered his head, looking at his right leg that still had no sensation, his eyes dark and gloomy.

Jiang Baobao followed his gaze and looked over...

Instantly, bitterness washed over her heart.

Jiang Baobao looked at the man in front of her, her heart feeling as if it had been pricked by a needle.