Chapter 8-A Mature-Looking Girl VS an Effeminate Man

"Atishoo!" Wang Weixi, who was mopping the floor, suddenly sneezed. He seemed to think of something, but he immediately forgot what it was about.

He raised his head to look at the clock on the wall. It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon, but Chen Kexin had not returned, so Wan Weixin unhappily kept doing the housework. Thinking that Chen Kexin would stay alone at home after a five-day vacation, he was worried about it.

After cleaning up the house, Wang Weixi sat on the sofa as he did yesterday. He lit a cigarette and unfolded his laptop, and visited his favorite website for some famous interior design work.

Time passed by. The sudden rings at the doorbell made Wang Weixi fold his laptop delightedly. He thought it would be his wife, so he swiftly dashed toward the door. Opening it, he spoke in an intimate tone. "Honey, you eventually come back."

... Seeing Yi Duanfang who wore a disdainful look, Wang Weixi, who had intended to give his wife a big hug, withdrew his hands.

"Why are you here?" Wang Weixi asked in surprise. Actually, some disappointment was revealed in his eyes. Yi Duanfang placed one of his arms on the doorframe while putting the other hand on his waist and showing his lethal flawless arrogant smile. He was staring at the disappointed Wang Weixi derisively.

Wang Weixi idly turned around and drew toward the sofa. Yi Duanfang discontentedly coughed, but Wang Weixi had sat on the sofa.

"Ahem... ahem!" Yi Duanfang tried his best to cough violently.

Wang Weixi ignored it with his eyes closed.

Yi Duanfang angrily beat on the door and kept "coughing". Surprisingly, the neighbour who lived opposite opened the door and shouted toward Yi Duanfang. "It's still daytime. Why not go to hospital, but stand there, fucking coughing?"

Yi Duanfang heard the door slam before he could see who scolded him. Shocked, he opened his mouth and stared at the closed door behind his back. Hearing Wang Weixi's laughter, Yi Duanfang turned his head indignantly. His face had twisted.

Stepping in his male heels, Yi Duanfang slammed the door as the neighbour did. He was about to say something but heard a tigerish roar. "Why did you close the door so violently? Your head stuck?"

Bang!

...

Seeing Yi Duanfang standing there in a fury, Wang Weixi tried to choke back his laughter but he failed.

Yi Duanfang exhaled deeply and angrily came to his friend. His fair cheek was red with rage. "Hey, laugh if you want to. Don't restrain yourself from doing this. Hump!"

Wang Weixi burst into laughter. "Hahahaha, why did you keep hitting the door just now? No wonder he treated you like a psycho!"

Hearing this, Yi Duanfang furrowed his eyebrows and reproached his friend. "Wang Weixi, you have balls. You value sex over friendship. Now you have a wife, so you treat me, your 20 years' brother, like a clown? Mm-hmm, you... I curse you to have an unhappy married life!"

Yi Duanfang behaved like a shrew. Wang Weixi shook his head, sighing, "Yi Duanfang, can you behave normally like a man? Tut... Look at you, what are you wearing? Long black sweater and red pants. Look, you still wear heels. I hate to say you, but if you keep going like this, when can you find a wife?"

Yi Duanfang lowered his head to see his clothes and said with a chuckle, "Don't you think that this style is really fit for me? You have a bad taste." Then he stroked his hair in coquetry.

Wang Weixi rolled his eyes in disgust. It seemed that no one could prevent Yi Duanfang's career from being an effeminate man.

Yi Duanfang sat by Wang Weixi's side, saying, "I'm your guest. Don't you offer me a glass of water?" At this point, the door was opened.

Chen Kexin scampered in and cried coyly, "Dear, I'm back."

Wang Weixi, who wore a deadpan expression, now glowed with joy. He darted forward, unintentionally stepping on Yi Duanfang's foot. A painful scream was heard, but Yi Duanfang did not receive their sympathetic attention.

"Sweetheart, why are you coming back so late? What's going on with my father-in-law?" Wang Weixi came to his wife and asked with a bright smile.

Chen Kexin unfolded her arms and then they sweetly embraced.

"Dad is fine. My sister and I went to the cemetery to visit my mom. Sorry, you missed me?" Chen Kexin said. Standing behind his sister, Chen Keren slowly walked in and got goose bumps.

Wang Weixi nodded. Seeing Chen Keren's odd expression, he embarrassedly withdrew his hand and greeted. "Keren, come and sit. I'll get you something to drink." Then he turned to walk toward the water dispenser.

Chen Kexin and Chen Keren saw Yi Duanfang lying on the sofa and feigning death. Two of them frowned slightly, to be exact, it was Chen Keren and Yi Duanfang who furrowed their eyebrows, not the sisters.

Chen Kexin had not perceived the two people' odd expressions and smiled at her sister, saying, "Kexin, this is your brother-in-law's best friend, Yi Duanfang." Then she said to Yi Duanfang with a sweet smile. "Hello, Brother Duanfang, this is my sister, Keren."

Yi Duanfang scratched his face and said awkwardly, "Hello." This was his second time seeing Chen Kexin. He still remembered that how stunning the bride was on the wedding day. Although she was not as gorgeous as that time, she had a hint of naive and mischievous nature which made people cherish her at sight of her.

Glancing at Chen Kexin, Yi Duanfang was deep in thought. "How could such a brilliant girl fall in love with Wang Weixi? Does she have bad eyesight? There must be something wrong!"

When we faced a difficult problem and could not figure it out, an answer flashed through our mind, but it might be a rash judgment we made according to our values. Like Chen Keren, who took her brother-in-law lightly, Yi Duanfang thought Wang Weixi did not deserve such a brilliant wife.

After the introduction, Chen Kexin waited for the two people to greet each other, but she only sensed the strong smell of gunpowder and the crackle of lightning being released from Chen Keren and Yi Duanfang. She felt embarrassed and said, "Do you... know each other?" At the same time, she exclaimed inwardly. "How powerful the electric current is!"

However, the two people glared at each other while shouting, "No!"

Chen Kexin stared at them in a panic. "What happened?" Wang Weixi shook his head with resignation, as he had not learned about their conflicts, either. Chen Kexin puffed out her cheek while holding her husband's arm. Wang Weixi flashed her a gentle smile and whispered in her ear, "Let's enjoy the show."

"Puff." Chen Kexin chuckled and gave her husband a pat. Looking at the two people who tried to kill each other using their eyes, she and her husband had a tacit smile on their faces. Then they sat on the sofa.

Wang Weixi held Chen Kexin in his arms. His warm hug made her reluctant to leave. At this point, Chen Keren was standing motionless while the poor guy Yi Duanfang was struggling even though he was about to fail. Watching this, the couple sighed. "As for the war between a mature-looking girl and an effeminate man, their eye contact is interesting enough."

"Shit! I will be blind!" Yi Duanfang slumped back in the sofa and yelled while covering his eyes with his hands.

A victory smile spread over Chen Keren's face. She lowered her hand, slowly fixed her flamboyant hair and blinked her big eyes. Then she pretended to be calm, raising her head and staring at Yi Duanfang in scorn.

Yi Duanfang hated her and even gritted his teeth. If not considering his gentleman manner, he would have already stood up and hurled abuse at her. But now he only pursed his lips and grumbled, "Do you have matchsticks stuck in your eyes? So you're never tired!" He said while rubbing his eyes.

Chen Keren slowly sat on the sofa behind her and held her grin with one hand, saying lazily, "You should blame on your small eyes."

Hearing this, Yi Duanfang responded in a discontented tone, "Hey, are you blind? I have so big, pretty, and charming eyes. Haven't you seen it? Oh, I see. It's because your eyes are so small that you can't hold mine." Speaking of his enchanting eyes he was proud of, Yi Duanfang was full of confidence.

Wang Weixi and Chen Kexin tried to hold back the impulse to laugh and vomit, waiting for Chen Keren's amusing counterattack. Because of Yi Duanfang's sharp tongue, Wang Weixi suffered a lot. And his sister-in-law Chen Keren was nastier than Yi Duanfang, so Wang Weixi was glad to see the two annoying people quarrel with each other, no matter who would win.

"What's the use of the big eyes? Do you want to wear eyeliner like me? Then if you seduce a man on the plane, he would probably believe you're a real beauty who throws yourself at him, not a perverted boy who wants to sexually harass him." Recalling what had happened on the plane on that day, Chen Keren could not help laughing out.

Hearing this, Chen Kexin and Wang Weixi stared at Yi Duanfang unbelievably, with contempt in their eyes.

Yi Duanfang, who blushed scarlet, was shaking with anger. He rose and pointed at Chen Keren rudely, saying, "Nonsense. Actually, I was harassed. You're perverted! Trash!"

Thinking of the incident on the plane, Yi Duanfang was furious now. He was not a molester but a victim. If he had done it, he would not have been indignant at it. Actually, he had not made it. Instead, his arm had been almost broken by a violent woman, Chen Keren.

"Oh? You dared to do it, but don't have guts to admit it? Are you still a man?" Considering Yi Duanfang, Chen Keren spoke in somewhat disgust.

Yi Duanfang thought he needed to spat a mouthful of black blood to display how wrathful and resentful he was. He stomped and roared, "You bastard! I don't want to explain to you. Humph!" Then he strode straight past Chen Keren, saying, "Enjoy yourselves. I'm leaving!"

As Wang Weixi and Chen Keren were in shock, Yi Duanfang slammed the door and left. Despite the victory, Chen Keren drank a bit of water as if nothing had happened.

"It's not wonderful as I expect." Silent for a while, Chen Kexin said in a disappointed tone.

Wang Weixi snickered inwardly. "I didn't expect the sharp tongue Yi Duanfang had such a day."

"It's too late. I should go." Chen Keren put down the cup and rose to leave.

Wang Weixi spoke. "Have dinner with us. I'll fix you a meal."

Chen Keren shook her head. "I can't eat anything while facing both of you." Then she got out of the department in a composed manner, leaving the couple sitting there. Hearing this, Wang Weixi was unhappy about it but Chen Kexin was sniggering.

Then the room turned into the couple's little world.

"Dear, have you missed me today?" Chen Kexin hooked her arms around Wang Weixi's neck and asked in a gentle voice.

Wang Weixi kissed her cheek and replied, "My little elf, you didn't answer my phone. I thought you've abandoned me."

"Hey hey. You're so clingy. Then what will you do if you have to go to work?"

Wang Weixi gloomily thought for a while and pushed his rimless glasses up on the bridge of his nose, saying with a smile, "Let it be."

"Hum, go cook for me." Chen Kexin stood up and said with her lips pursed. "A man doesn't know how to speak sugared words."

Wang Weixi shrugged his shoulder and drew toward the kitchen. A smile lifted the corners of his mouth.

Having dinner, Wang Weixi and Chen Kexin cuddled up to each other and watched TV on the sofa. Wang Weixi had thought Chen Kexin liked shopping, but she said that the supermarket was far away from home and that she could survive as long as she had a laptop, so Wang Weixi had no choice but to stay at home with her.

Thinking of the coversation between Chen Keren and Yi Duanfang, he could not help but laugh.

The breeze was softly blowing the lilac curtain while the warm light covered the room. Wang Weixi lowered his head and found Chen Kexin dropping off to sleep in his arms. He fondled her hair and planted a kiss on her forehead, and moved her away gingerly. He folded the laptop, turned off the light and embraced Chen Kexin again before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.