Chapter 1425

"Sister-in-law, have Dean Wang and that tigress surnamed Liu been giving you a hard time these past two days?" Zhao Desan brought up the question that had been weighing on his mind for the past few days.

"Hehe," Zheng Jie gave another faint smile, then continued, "Comrade Xiao Zhao has already helped pay the hospital fees, so what else do they have to make things difficult for me about? That Dean Wang just wants to... you know, with sister-in-law. That tigress surnamed Liu is watching him very closely now, so he doesn't dare do anything to sister-in-law."

Zhao Desan thought to himself, *You are my woman; that Fatty Wang can forget about getting his way. * However, Zhao Desan was a bit puzzled. Zhao Da was still in the hospital, so was Zheng Jie inviting him out to dinner alone just to thank him? Did she have something else in mind? *No, I must uncover this secret tonight. * He raised his glass again and said with a smile, "Alright, sister-in-law, come, let's finish this glass first." Zhao Desan's intentions were self-evident.

"Hehe," still that same elegant and charming smile, still that same intoxicating laugh. Zheng Jie looked at Zhao Desan, slowly raised her glass, poured out all the wine inside, and said in a joking tone, "You just want to use alcohol to numb sister-in-law so she'll say a bit more, right? Sister-in-law called you out tonight just to have an open-hearted chat with you."

What kind of woman was this young matron? Zhao Desan felt a bit bewildered. After she tactfully exposed his intentions, Zhao Desan felt so ashamed he could find no place to hide; he picked up his glass, downed the wine in one gulp, and couldn't say a word.

"Giggle, giggle..." Another pleasant laugh rang out. Zheng Jie looked so radiant. She covered her small mouth and murmured, "What? Little man, did I touch a nerve?" As she spoke, seeing Zhao Desan's awkward appearance, she added, "One look and I can tell you're a little man who hasn't seen much of the world."

He hadn't expected Zheng Jie to talk to him like this when they were alone. Zhao Desan couldn't stand being spoken to like that by her. He blushed and said embarrassedly, "Alright, why don't you talk about yourself, sister-in-law? Why keep talking about me? I'm only a little bit younger than you!"

"Oh, right, how old are you this year?" Zheng Jie seemed to be in a leisurely mood.

"Sister-in-law, why are you asking this? Don't you know you shouldn't ask a man's age so casually?" Zhao Desan also tried to be humorous.

"Giggle, giggle..." Zheng Jie covered her small mouth and laughed again. She pointed at Zhao Desan and said, "Are you really clueless, or are you just pretending to be?"

Zhao Desan laughed along with her this time, then said nonchalantly, "I'm four years younger than you, sister-in-law."

"Oh my, were you secretly checking my age behind my back?" Zheng Jie asked, feigning a serious face.

"It's not that I wanted to check your age, okay? I saw it inadvertently on the patient family registration form at the hospital. I couldn't help but know it!" Zhao Desan explained.

Zheng Jie looked at Zhao Desan's earnest expression, thought for a moment, and said, "You're only twenty-seven? What a great age. It seems your future is bound to be boundless!"

The relationship between the two seemed to have been pulled much closer by a glass of red wine and a few words that didn't sound very useful. Zhao Desan also seemed less restrained. He picked up the wine bottle, poured more than half a glass of red wine for Zheng Jie, then poured some for himself, and then gathered his courage to ask, "Sister-in-law, why did you marry Brother Zhao? With your conditions, what kind of man couldn't you find?" When he said these words, Zhao Desan didn't dare look up at Zheng Jie.

Silence. A silence that didn't last very long. Zhao Desan felt goosebumps rise on his body. He didn't dare look up at Zheng Jie again, so he pretended to eat to cover up his panic.

"Marriage is a long story. Sometimes it happens in a split second. Let's wait for another opportunity to talk about this in detail later. Let's just enjoy the food and chat while we eat!" Zheng Jie wasn't unhappy as Zhao Desan had imagined; instead, she calmly chatted with him about household matters...

Zhao Desan stopped disturbing Zheng Jie's train of thought and just picked up his glass, taking a quiet sip of wine. He looked at this beautiful and mysterious young matron at such close range—the one who always made him feel restless whenever he thought of her. As he watched, Zhao Desan suddenly had an unprecedented impulse and a blood-boiling thought. Before this, he had always had thoughts about her, but never as intensely as now. Now, he felt as if he were deeply attracted by some kind of beauty of hers.

At this moment, he heard Zheng Jie sigh, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, you actually don't know, but there's almost no affection left between Brother Zhao and me now. It's all being supported by the children and our status as husband and wife."

Zhao Desan didn't feel surprised by Zheng Jie's words. With her beautiful appearance and pure temperament, she was fundamentally ill-matched with that blockhead Zhao Da. It was just that this woman's heart was too kind and too strong. If it were any other woman, she wouldn't have been able to live with Zhao Da for so long. Thinking of this, Zhao Desan asked with a puzzled expression, "Sister-in-law, has some unsolvable problem arisen between you and Brother Zhao?" Zhao Desan was speaking with a double meaning.