82: Jealousy

Jealousy

As soon as Mei Mu came downstairs, she heard her father's words and subconsciously looked at Zhang Jiao. "Dad, what were you just talking about?"0

Zhang Jiao looked at Mei Mu expressionlessly and smiled ambiguously. "Your father was just saying that you will attend the gathering for the Zhou family this weekend with me."

Mei Mu paused for a moment but quickly regained her composure and smiled gracefully. "Sure, Mr. Zhang, I'll be in your care then."

She agreed readily, and Zhang Jiao's expression finally improved somewhat. However, when he looked at Mei Shu's calm and indifferent face, his emotions were still hard to settle.

A fire raged within his chest, demanding that he possess this woman. It was as if she naturally belonged to him, and whenever he saw her, his hands itched uncontrollably, wanting to grab her by the neck and render her powerless in his grasp.

"Mr. Zhang, let's go to the dining room," Mei Yun's words interrupted his reverie.

Zhang Jiao beamed, "Sure, it's my honor to be invited by Mr. Mei, and having Miss Mei Mu accompany me is truly a privilege."

Mei Mu didn't know Zhang Jiao before, but she was aware that Mei Shu was right there, yet Zhang Jiao treated her as if she were invisible, only talking to her. This made Mei Mu couldn't help but puff out her chest proudly as she walked past Mei Shu.

Mei Shu coldly watched her follow Zhang Jiao's steps and leave. Slowly, a faint smile appeared on her lips.

This was just what Mei Mu had asked for.

Perhaps, apart from those close to Zhang Jiao, only she knew that he had an incurable hidden illness that prevented him from being intimate with women.

Consequently, he developed a psychological distortion, leading him to derive immense pleasure from torturing his women with cruel methods.

Mei Mu's habit of acting like a peacock when she saw a man made her jump into a fire pit without knowing anything about it.

But that was just perfect; let Mei Mu taste the pain she had inflicted on Mei Shu in her previous life.

"Sister, why are you daydreaming again? Let's go eat."

Mei Yan and Mei Jing came downstairs as well and called out to her.

Mei Yan saw her standing there and reached out to hold her hand.

Mei Shu's heart warmed, and she gently held Mei Yan's hand. "Yanyan is such a good boy today. Let's go and have dinner."

Mei Yan's face lit up with joy and, taking the opportunity, he asked, "Sister, since I've been so good, can I play games after finishing my homework? Can I skip the extra exercises today?"

"Sure." Mei Shu readily agreed.

Mei Jing, who was nearby, was astonished, and his eyeballs almost popped out.

How come this woman suddenly became so easygoing?

Feeling a bit excited, Mei Jing cleared his throat and said, "Since I helped you today, can't you be generous enough to let me play games and relax a bit?"

"Nope." Mei Shu's face remained stern, decisively quashing Mei Jing's thoughts of slacking off.

Mei Jing pouted and turned into a sulky bun-faced kid. "Different treatment, huh? Fine, I'll do the exercises!"

After saying that, without waiting for Mei Shu to say anything else, he snorted coldly and went ahead to the dining room.

Mei Yan snickered, holding Mei Shu's hand tightly and leading her to sit down. He warmly poured a glass of juice for her. "Sister, have this!"

"Yanyan is such a good boy!" Mei Shu rewarded him by patting his head.

Mei Mu felt a surge of hatred, gnashing her teeth.

This brat always acted like a lord in front of her, but why did Mei Shu force him to study every day and never let him play, yet they still had such a good relationship?

She had never even had juice personally poured by Mei Yan!

"Yanyan, I also want a glass of juice." Mei Mu put down her chopsticks and said to him with a gentle smile.

Mei Yan pouted and frowned disapprovingly, "Can't you do it yourself?"

She was just bullying his sister earlier, and now she wanted him to pour her juice. Did she treat both him and his sister as servants?

Mei Mu's face turned a bit unpleasant when she was rejected by a little child in front of everyone. Subconsciously, she looked at Zhang Jiao, afraid of leaving a bad impression on him.

Although she had no good feelings towards Zhang Jiao and had no intention of developing a relationship with him, this was still in front of Mei Shu, and she had to show Mei Shu the stark difference between them!

"I'll pour the juice for Miss Mei," Zhang Jiao smiled and helped defuse the situation.

Mei Mu's heart leaped with gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang. You are a guest; how can I let you do it personally?"

"Serving a lady is what a gentleman should do," Zhang Jiao politely smiled.

Mei Mu's face turned slightly red.

Although this man's appearance was just average, he had a sweet mouth.

Mei Shu noticed this scene and deliberately said with a sour tone, "Mr. Zhang is indeed very courteous to ladies. I believe my sister will have a pleasant time with him this weekend."

Zhang Jiao raised an eyebrow at her, knowing that she said this deliberately, so he didn't respond.

However, Mei Mu thought that Mei Shu was jealous, envious that she was invited by a man to attend a banquet over the weekend, and she proudly held her head up high, feeling elated, "Of course! I look forward to spending a delightful weekend with Mr. Zhang. Sister, you should stay home and take good care of our two brothers' studies!"

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