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Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!-Chapter 681 - 309 You Are No Worse Than the Others
Jiang Xinyi didn't say she wanted to knit a sweater for Zhou Yuwen; she wanted to see just how hard knitting a sweater could be.
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So today, she unexpectedly didn't ask Zhou Yuwen to accompany her; instead, she went to the mall by herself and bought knitting needles and yarn.
When she got home, she did nothing else but shut herself in her room and tinkered around.
While watching the video tutorials, she felt like she had learned everything, but why was it so difficult to even start the first row when she tried it herself?
After busying herself for nearly an hour, the only result was a tangled mess of yarn, without any other progress.
Liu Jing had clearly heard some noise earlier, knowing that Jiang Xinyi had come home, yet after more than an hour, there was no sound at all.
Liu Jing grew curious, wondering what on earth her daughter was doing in her room.
So Liu Jing walked up to Jiang Xinyi's door, only to find it ajar, with her daughter sitting at the table, frustrated.
Huh? What exactly is she busy with?
Liu Jing pushed the door open and quietly stepped in to have a look.
"You're actually knitting a sweater?"
The sudden voice from her mother startled Jiang Xinyi, who couldn't help but say annoyedly, "Mom! Can't you knock before you come in next time? I almost poked myself!"
Liu Jing let out a chuckle and said, "How can I be blamed for this? You didn't close the door. But I could never have dreamed that you would be knitting a sweater. Who are you knitting it for?"
"Who told you I'm knitting? Can't I just play with the yarn?" Jiang Xinyi's mood was clearly not great as she retorted resentfully.
Seeing her daughter's expression, Liu Jing couldn't help but silently laugh, "You're not knitting it for Zhou Yuwen, are you?"
"No!" Jiang Xinyi stiffened first, then denied emphatically.
"Oh?" A meaningful smile played on the corners of Liu Jing's mouth.
Jiang Xinyi was truly convinced and helplessly said, "Mom! What exactly do you want to say?"
"Ha ha, I really didn't expect you to knit a sweater. What's gotten into you?"
Liu Jing was truly amused. Her darling daughter had been spoiled for 24 years and had always lived a cushy life, never having to lift a finger to do menial tasks, and now she was knitting a sweater?
Liu Jing began to admire Zhou Yuwen even more, thinking that only he could have a grip on her daughter.
But Jiang Xinyi obviously didn't share Liu Jing's joy. Seeing her mother make fun of her, Jiang Xinyi felt even more dejected and said, "I'm afraid it's a case of unrequited love. After all I've done, I might end up being the joke of others."
Hearing this, Liu Jing stopped laughing.
Because she could hear the despondency in her daughter's tone and she asked what was wrong.
Jiang Xinyi said it was nothing.
"I just feel, Mom, do you think I and Zhou Yuwen can make it work? He's 18, I'm 24, he's six years younger than me. Plus, he's so outstanding, surrounded by girls younger and prettier than me. Should I, a woman six years his senior, shamelessly pursue him? Mom, I, I feel it's too unreliable."
This was the first time Jiang Xinyi had ever felt so insecure.
Liu Jing looked at her daughter's conflicted expression and couldn't help but sigh.
She said, "So what if you're six years older? Your second aunt and your second uncle-in-law have an eight-year age gap, and aren't they quite happy now?"
Jiang Xinyi found her mother's words even less convincing and said, "That's because she is keeping a toy boy. Can I be like her?"
"How is that any different?"
Liu Jing comforted her daughter and caressed her head, saying, "You should see your strengths, don't always focus on your weaknesses."
Indeed, those girls are prettier than you and younger.
"But do they have a mother who is as enlightened and intelligent as yours?" Liu Jing asked with a smile.
Jiang Xinyi couldn't help but scoff with contempt.
Thinking to herself, what does that have to do with you.
But what Liu Jing meant was, our family's business covers various industries in Jinling, and your father and I have only you as our sole heiress.
Zhou Yuwen is a smart man.
What's the big deal about finding a boy six years younger than you?
If you want to find one, even a boy ten years younger is within reach.
Hearing this, Jiang Xinyi's teeth almost hurt from embarrassment.
She said, "I'm only 24 this year, ten years younger than me? Fourteen? Mom, please spare me, I don't want to become a mother prematurely!"
"Besides, I like Zhou Yuwen, not because he is younger than me," Jiang Xinyi confided.
Liu Jing asked, "Does that mean you admit that you like Zhou Yuwen?"
Right now, Jiang Xinyi was not in the mood to joke around with Liu Jing. With Li Shiqi in the picture, Jiang Xinyi could see even clearer into her own heart – she liked Zhou Yuwen.
"Although he is younger than me, being with him gives me a sense of security that I've never felt before, a feeling of being protected."
Jiang Xinyi murmured dreamily, hugging her knees while sitting on the chair.
"A feeling of being protected?" Liu Jingwen.
"Yeah, it's an unprecedented feeling. I don't have to think about anything when I'm with him, I just have to be an honest fool, and there's always something new happening with him. I feel that even if I can't be with him, I want to stay friends with him, but seeing him with other girls makes me somewhat uncomfortable. Mom, do you think I'm sick?"
After only a few sentences, Jiang Xinyi noticed her cheeks were burning hot.
She touched her own cheeks, looking at Liu Jing with some distress.
Liu Jing gazed at her indulgently, touched her hot cheeks, and laughed, "Silly child, what sickness? This is being in love."