Chapter 456: Chapter 456 - 450: This Damn Possessiveness

Shi Su heard the noise, turned her head to glance back, then lowered her head to continue packing the things she was going to take. Suddenly she stopped again and quickly turned her eyes back when she saw the piece of clothing in the man’s hand, rushing over in surprise.

The man slowly moved his long arm to the side to avoid her reaching hand, giving the men’s casual shirt a meaningful look, then glancing at the blushing woman with an uneasy expression: "Kept it all this time?"

Shi Su: "..."

It was a piece of clothing she casually bought for Jing Jihan when he was recovering at her old house.

Although there weren’t many, only two sets of home clothes and this one suitable for outside wear, she indeed felt uncomfortable keeping the things he used at home after he left back then.

Later, because she had to sell the old house and move so many belongings, she didn’t take much. Yet she couldn’t resist keeping the clothes that Jing Jihan once wore in her house, neatly hanging them alongside her own clothes in her closet. They’ve been sitting there for two years on the edge, because she couldn’t wear them, just occasionally glancing at their position.

She never expected that one day Jing Jihan would discover them.

It made her seem like a pervert who dreams about someone’s old clothes...

"Keeping it as a memento, to prove you existed," Shi Su shamelessly said without any embarrassment and stopped trying to snatch the clothes from him, turning back to her own tasks.

At that moment, the man reached over with his long arm to pull her into his embrace, lowering his head to kiss her on the corner of her lips: "Had I known you missed me so much, I should have come here sooner."

"You know as well as I do, even if you came, you’d be met with a closed door," Shi Su raised her eyebrows.

"Is that so? Then why not now?" The man said, being so close to her that his cold thin lips brushed against the corner of her lips as he spoke, causing a ticklish feeling in her heart.

Shi Su, trying to keep a serious face, moved backward about three or four centimeters as if to maintain distance, thinking deeply for a bit before seriously saying: "I’m afraid when I accidentally overpowered you seven years ago, one cannot run away from their actions. One must be responsible for them."

As expected, seeing the man’s instantly dangerous and warning eyes, Shi Su wisely smiled, hurriedly pecked him on the lips, then broke free from his arms to continue packing up.

She was afraid that time would run out and that she would be late to the set in the afternoon.

Yet out of the corner of her eye, she couldn’t help but look back and suddenly noticed that Jing Jihan had taken that piece of clothing off the hanger, folding it neatly as if planning to take it away.

"What are you doing with that piece of clothing?"

"Confiscating it."

"?"

Shi Su’s eyelid twitched: "You don’t even lack clothes to wear. Any random shirt of yours costs several months’ living expenses for others, and you’re fighting me for this one bought for only tens of dollars?"

The man placed the clothing in his hands and said without even lifting his eyes: "Since you are mine, do I need to fight you for it?"

While saying so, this piece of clothing has been kept by Shi Su for several years and holds quite a bit of meaning for her. What if he takes it away and tries to quietly dispose of this embarrassing history of being severely injured at her place back then? That wouldn’t do!

She was about to discuss the ownership of this piece of clothing with him when the doorbell rang once.

It then continued to ring urgently.

Shi Su turned her head to glance towards the door.

Not many people knew she lived here, Mrs Zhang and Mrs. Qin already knew she was moving out and wouldn’t come suddenly, and folks who came knew the password and wouldn’t ring the doorbell to come in.

Others, like close colleagues from her studio, while Miss Chen, Jun, and Chujio were the only close ones.

None had called her beforehand.

Ringing the bell so suddenly, could it be property management?

Shi Su turned and walked towards the bedroom door, suddenly turning back to close the bedroom door, glaring at the man trying to snatch the clothes: "Stay inside!"

Jing Jihan: "..."

Although Shi Su herself was puzzled after shouting that he shouldn’t come out.

Why not let Jing Jihan out?

He’s not a secret and he’s her legal husband...

But with the doorbell ringing so urgently, she wasn’t sure if it was some all-powerful media reporter, an obsessive fan, or other people like property management, she instinctively didn’t want them to gaze upon her husband’s looks.

Ah, this damned possessiveness, turns out she has it too.

The urgent doorbell forced Shi Su to open the door monitoring system outside, immediately noticing Shi Dongyang outside, she felt speechless.

How did this loser find her here?

Originally, she didn’t want to open the door, but her phone suddenly rang, she didn’t have time to silence it, and through the door, Shi Dongyang spoke outside: "Shi Su, I know you’re in there, open the door!"

Shi Su glanced at the time, opened the door and spoke before Shi Dongyang could: "How did you find this place? How did you get past security? I have only ten minutes and need to leave soon. Speak your mind and speak quickly, I don’t have much time."

Shi Dongyang was originally furiously storming in, but Shi Su’s words struck him so much that his eyes widened.

He had to remember the first time they met in the Imperial Capital during a spring festival reunion arranged by Mr. Shi, even though it was brief, Shi Su’s quiet and patient personality was memorable. However, with every encounter since, Shi Su became more and more indifferent, now meeting each other and immediately scolding without intending to maintain a facade of harmony.

Shi Dongyang paused for two seconds, then abruptly stormed past her, slamming the door shut with a bang, scrutinizing her empty hands, assuring himself she wasn’t holding anything like pepper spray, with cold narrow eyes arrogantly approaching, ignoring the polite distance between cousins, bold enough to almost stick to Shi Su, sneering: "No matter how good your security is, it’s always managed by people. Money makes the world go round. If outsiders can’t get in, they didn’t pay enough. If I want in, I just need to throw a bit more at the security guards."

Shi Su took two steps back without expression, glancing again at the already shut door, then looking at Shi Dongyang’s aggressive demeanor, observing his weary, red-rimmed eyes below his anger, and suddenly realized: "Did something happen to the Shi Family?"