Chapter 40: 40 He still has spare time to chase his wife?

40 He still has spare time to chase his wife?

Because Tushan Jiu was also more decisive, in less than an hour she picked out two or three sets of different styles of clothing for Xie Shiyu.

But overall the style was quite different from what he usually wears.

After shopping, Tushan Jiu also picked out a few accessories that matched the clothes she had chosen.

After finishing these, the two went to watch a movie.

The movie lasted two hours; after leaving the cinema, they passed an arcade where loud music was playing. Tushan Jiu merely glanced inside out of curiosity, and then Xie Shiyu pulled her in.

Although Xie Shiyu graduated from college at eighteen and took over the Xie Clan at twenty, he wasn't a bookworm when he was in school; he often balanced work and rest.

He was also no stranger to the arcade.

And Tushan Jiu was also familiar with it; in fact, she could probably say she played even better than Xie Shiyu.

She was simply curious earlier whether the arcades in Nan Cheng and Yun Shi had any differences, but she didn't expect Xie Shiyu to drag her straight in.

Inside, the music was loud; Xie Shiyu lowered his head and said near her ear, "Be good and wait here for me; I'll go get you a card."

Tushan Jiu felt he was treating her like a child, but she didn't say anything and just nodded lightly.

After Xie Shiyu left, she glanced around.

Perhaps because it was Sunday today, both the cinema and the arcade were crowded; her spot happened to be right at the entrance, so she stepped back a bit.

Seeing that there were still two people ahead of Xie Shiyu handling card top-ups, she took out her phone and sat at the nearby rest area to scroll through videos.

Suddenly, near the wall not far away, a girl about fourteen or fifteen with a ponytail was shouting into her phone:

"I don't need you to manage me; I've had enough of you. She's been dead for two years—how long are you going to stay obsessed? Am I not your daughter? Why must the remaining piece of durian pastry be offered to her?"

"She's dead, I'm alive—the one kneeling at your feet is me, not her!"

The girl grew more agitated as she spoke; not knowing what the person on the other end of the phone said, she suddenly stood up, and tears burst forth like crackling fire.

"Mom, you actually want to sever our mother‑daughter relationship over a dead person?"

"Fine, then let it be broken! You just keep guarding her tablet and get by; see if she can ever come back to support you in your old age."

The girl grabbed her backpack from beside her, slung it on, and walked out; the phone remained connected, and her expression was furious.

"I'm not going back! That's not my home—it's yours, a family of three! I want to go to my grandparents' house; don't come pick me up, and even if you do, I won't go with you!"

Shang Xue wasn't watching where she was going; walking quickly, she accidentally stepped on Tushan Jiu's foot, which she hadn't pulled back.

Feeling that she had stepped on someone, Shang Xue hastily hung up the phone, looked at Tushan Jiu and apologized: "Sister, sorry, I was on the phone and didn't notice—are you okay? Did I hurt you? Your shoe got dirty from my step; let me pay for washing your shoes."

Tushan Jiu's foot was stepped on, leaving a faint shoe print on her shoe.

But she didn't mind it; instead, she glanced at the girl behind her who had a face almost identical to hers.

Perhaps because her gaze was too obvious, that girl unconsciously turned her head to look, but seeing nothing, she asked: "What's wrong, sister? What are you looking at?"

She withdrew her gaze, Tushan Jiu shook her head: "I'm fine, you can go,"

Shang Xue still felt apologetic; she went to the neighboring milk tea shop, bought Tushan Jiu a cup of milk tea, apologized again, and then left.

Tushan Jiu glanced at the milk tea shoved into her hand, calmly inserted the straw, but didn't drink.

Instead, she walked to where Shang Xue had been standing, placed the milk tea on a shelf on the wall, which was about 1.4 meters high.

Tushan Jiu took out a yellow piece of paper from her pocket, pressed her fingertips together and drew two strokes on it, and a visible golden light sank into it.

She stuck the drawn talisman onto the milk tea cup, then turned her head and softly said to the girl hiding in the corner:

"Don't be afraid, I won't take you; have a couple of sips—this is the milk tea your sister bought, the flavor you love."

Having said that, Tushan Jiu walked away, leaving the stunned girl standing there in shock.

Just as Xie Shiyu returned, he happened to catch Tushan Jiu taking out the talisman.

Although he didn't know what had happened, he didn't go over to disturb her; instead, he stood there waiting for her to finish, then approached her.

He glanced at the milk tea cup and called out to the passing cleaner.

He said a few things to that cleaner, then used his phone to transfer her 500 yuan.

As Tushan Jiu approached, she heard Xie Shiyu asking the cleaner to watch over that milk tea cup, not letting anyone touch it, not letting her touch it, and that they would come back to pick it up later.

That cleaner naturally welcomed earning this money, since she was specifically responsible for the hygiene of the rest area—it wouldn't affect her work, and she could make some extra cash; why not?

Xie Shiyu accompanied Tushan Jiu as they played through various games, and Tushan Jiu completely relaxed.

When they won a game, they gave each other a high‑five; when they lost, she pressed her lips together and stayed silent, then moved on to the next round.

It must be said that Xie Shiyu today fully experienced just how strong Tushan Jiu's strength is.

She was obviously holding back, yet his palm still went numb and tingling.

After a round of playing, the two left the arcade already at 6:30 in the evening.

After casually tossing out that cup which was still full but had lost its sweet milky fragrance, the two got into the car.

After getting in the car, the two spoke at the same time:

"I'm hungry, let's go eat."

"You're hungry, let's go eat."

Both were taken aback for a moment, then they looked at each other and smiled.

For the evening restaurant, Xie Shiyu had also done his research.

But this time he didn't ask his secretary; he asked his friend Lu Ze Yuan, who is far away in F Guo and described as 'experienced'.

And it was precisely this question that directly prompted Lu Ze Yuan to decide to return early, saying he wanted to see this mysterious future sister‑in‑law.

Xie Shiyu, on the other hand, was casual; he now wanted everyone to know his fiancée had arrived.

Thinking of this, his eyes involuntarily flashed a hint of cold light.

Those who attended that party yesterday, aside from the Wang Family and a few other households that sided with the Xie Family, should now be in a flustered state.

In the past, minor squabbles could be seen as children playing; if they didn't breach propriety, there was no need to get involved, after all their circle is also a small society.

But they absolutely should not direct their thoughts toward Tushan Jiu.

Before, he didn't know that this bunch of little brats were actually talking about his fiancée behind his back, because he and they simply weren't on the same level, nor were they in the same circle.

But now he knows, so he will let them know what can be said, what cannot be said, who can be provoked, who cannot be provoked.

For so many years, the Chen Family has been dealing with the Xie Family both openly and covertly, secretly pulling in other families, wanting to recreate what happened back then, to pull the Xie Family down from the position of richest; do they think he doesn't know?

This is a perfect opportunity, through this incident, to let them know the strength of the Xie Family?

He isn't as idle as he used to be; with his spare time he still has to chase after his wife.