She remembered the Moments she’d just seen.
Jiang Lai looked down at Chi Yingyu, who was nuzzling against her like a kitten, remembered Xu Ruobing’s like, and then remembered the phone Chi Yingyu had hidden behind her back.
Afraid of startling the person in her arms, Jiang Lai spoke softly, her voice gentle and light.
“Ying Yu, were you chatting with Ruobing just now?”
Chi Yingyu’s movement of rubbing against her shoulder paused.
When she looked up, her eyes still held a trace of barely concealed surprise, and her cheeks were faintly flushed.
“How… how did you know? I thought you didn’t notice.”
Seeing her like this, Jiang Lai couldn’t help but smile.
She reached out and pinched her cheek, the skin under her fingertips soft and warm.
“I’m not that slow.”
She paused, her tone turning a bit serious.
“Did Ruobing say something to you?”
Chi Yingyu nodded.
“Mm-hmm…”
The slyness in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of smugness.
“Yeah, she said my ring was really pretty. Miss Xu is such a nice person!”
She then curled deeper into Jiang Lai’s arms, tightening her hold.
Jiang Lai looked at Chi Yingyu, who was acting cute in front of her.
She could hear a bit of sarcasm in those two words “nice person.”
‘She still seems a little hostile toward Ruobing.’
Jiang Lai sighed softly and couldn’t help but explain.
“Ying Yu, actually, Ruobing helped me a lot this time—to clear up the misunderstanding and to propose to you smoothly.”
Chi Yingyu was stunned.
She looked up, her eyes full of confusion, even a hint of disappointment.
“Huh? What did she help you with? I thought you figured it out on your own.”
Seeing Chi Yingyu’s disappointed expression, Jiang Lai laughed.
She gently tapped her nose with her fingertip.
“Do you think I’m incompetent? That I needed someone else to figure things out?”
“No.”
Chi Yingyu said softly.
“I think as long as the result is good, everything is fine. Whether you relied on someone else or figured it out yourself, I love this outcome now, so how could I possibly be unhappy?”
“Okay, I understand.”
At that moment, Jiang Lai remembered the content of the phone call that evening.
Xu Ruobing’s voice came through the receiver, a tone that was somewhat helpless yet gentle as she addressed Jiang Lai’s anxiety—like a lamp that suddenly illuminated her flustered heart.
Back then, she hadn’t been very confident, like a floating duckweed without any support.
If it weren’t for Xu Ruobing, she might not have made up her mind so quickly.
“Ruobing is really good. If it’s possible, I hope you can be a bit nicer to her, and not get angry with her, okay? And if there’s a chance, I definitely want to thank her.”
“Okay… I understand.”
Though she didn’t like Xu Ruobing much, she had handled this matter very well.
It seemed she needed to find an opportunity to thank her properly, and maybe show off a bit too.
Chi Yingyu looked at the seriousness in Jiang Lai’s eyes, gripped the corner of Jiang Lai’s shirt with her fingers.
The small grudge she held against Xu Ruobing melted a little, like sugar soaked in warm water.
She knew Jiang Lai never said insincere things.
To bring up Xu Ruobing’s merits this many times meant she was truly grateful to her.
“Actually… I’m not deliberately mean to her.”
Chi Yingyu lowered her head, her voice soft, as if defending herself.
“It’s just that sometimes, the way she looks at you… it’s a bit too attentive. I get a little jealous.”
Then, afraid Jiang Lai would misunderstand, she quickly looked up and added.
“I get jealous easily, but since she helped us so much this time, I definitely won’t hold a grudge against her anymore. Next time we meet, I’ll thank her properly, okay?”
Jiang Lai looked at her careful, stubborn expression, and her heart melted into a puddle.
She reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind Chi Yingyu’s ear, her fingertip brushing the pink earlobe.
She said with a soft laugh:
“I know you’re not petty, or at least not intentionally jealous. You just care about me too much.”
Jiang Lai pulled Chi Yingyu tighter, letting her cheek rest against her chest, where she could clearly feel the steady heartbeat.
Her fingertips gently traced down her back, as if soothing a kitten that had thrown a little tantrum and now curled back into its nest.
Her voice was wrapped in unreserved tenderness.
“It’s okay to be jealous. I like the way you care about me. But Ruobing… she’s really important to me.”
‘If it weren’t for Xu Ruobing, I don’t know what I would have become now.’
‘I truly owe her so much. I want to make it up to her, but I don’t know where to start.’
“Okay, I understand.”
Chi Yingyu buried her face in her chest.
Actually, she didn’t really hate Xu Ruobing.
It was just that every time she saw the way Xu Ruobing looked at Jiang Lai—that look so similar to her own—it really made her jealous.
And considering their situations, even ignoring outsiders, Chi Yingyu herself knew that Xu Ruobing was more suitable for Jiang Lai than she was.
But in the end, she was the winner.
‘Even though I share the fruits of victory with Sister, at least I’m a winner too.’
Thinking that, Chi Yingyu felt a little more balanced.
“Then, Jiang Jiang, wait for me. Let me send her a message to thank her properly, okay?”
“Sure, good girl.”
Seeing that the people she cared about could get along peacefully, Jiang Lai was as happy as she could be.
Chi Yingyu lifted her head from Jiang Lai’s arms, her fingertip gently swiping across the phone screen.
She was still a little nervous.
After all, she’d always had a bit of hostility toward Xu Ruobing before.
Now that she had to thank her properly, she didn’t know how to phrase it.
She leaned sideways against Jiang Lai’s chest, placed the phone between them, and hovered her finger over the input box.
She turned her head to ask:
“Jiang Jiang, if I start with ‘thank you,’ will that be too stiff?”
Jiang Lai looked down at her serious expression, couldn’t help smiling, and reached out to tuck the stray hair behind her ear.
“No, just say what you think. Sincerity is the most important thing.”
Chi Yingyu nodded, took a deep breath, and expressed her most sincere gratitude to Xu Ruobing.
Just as both Jiang Lai and Chi Yingyu thought everything was fine, Xu Ruobing—who had just finished her last scene—looked at the messages Chi Yingyu had sent her and almost died of anger.
Although the words seemed very sincere and earnest, if it had been anyone else, Xu Ruobing probably would have been delighted.
But the sender was Chi Yingyu.
From the very beginning, even though neither of them admitted it, their relationship was clearly that of romantic rivals.
Now the other party sends such disgusting words—aside from showing off, was she mocking her?