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Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife

Chapter 637 - 635: Buying New Year’s Pictures
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Chapter 637: Chapter 635: Buying New Year’s Pictures

Wen Wenxuan admitted that back then, he was the one who had been cold and distant to Xi Li, even deliberately flirting with Xi Siya to make her angry.

And what was the result? She got angry, alright, but she ended up breaking up with him over it.

At the time, he was busy scrambling to advance his career and didn’t give the matter much thought.

Wen Wenxuan had never imagined that one day, Xi Li would get engaged to some sickly, short-lived ghost.

Moreover, she seemed to be on very good terms with the Divine Doctor. That alone put her leagues ahead of her cousin, Xi Siya.

Especially when he saw her arm-in-arm with Song Zijie, laughing so happily, and that Song Zijie next to her was even better-looking than he was.

The more Wen Wenxuan thought about it, the more furious and upset he became. His heart ached as if pricked by a thousand needles.

He didn’t know why he felt this way, but Wen Wenxuan desperately wanted to rush over and slap Song Zijie a couple of times.

But in the end, he didn’t lose control. He just stood there, clenching his fists and glaring daggers in Xi Li’s direction.

Xi Li was wearing a camel-colored woolen coat with black bell-bottoms today, looking exceptionally elegant.

As Xi Li spoke, she kept her eyes fixed on the man beside her, a sweet smile on her face.

Whenever Song Zijie would look at Gu Jiaojiao and laugh heartily, Xi Li would get jealous and turn his face back toward her.

Seeing this scene made Wen Wenxuan’s heart ache even more. He almost lost control of his actions and thoughts, wanting to charge over.

But Xi Siya, who was beside him, grabbed his arm. Seeing her own fiancé staring at her cousin with bloodshot eyes, she was dying of jealousy.

She desperately wanted to yell in exasperation, "Are you crazy?!"

But she feigned a gentle tone and persuaded Wen Wenxuan, "Brother Xuan, don’t forget Ms. Lili is already engaged. If my uncle finds out you’re giving her a hard time, you’ll be in for it."

Wen Wenxuan immediately calmed down after hearing that. He looked at Xi Siya, then turned his head back toward Xi Li.

But Xi Li’s gaze remained fixed on Song Zijie. They seemed to be having a very pleasant chat.

And yet, Song Zijie’s own burning gaze was fixed on the Divine Doctor; he didn’t even spare Xi Li a single glance.

Wen Wenxuan took this all in, and his heart felt as if it were being crushed by a giant rock, making it hard to breathe.

Seeing that her fiancé had lost his earlier impulse, Xi Siya breathed a small sigh of relief.

Then she linked arms with Wen Wenxuan, intending to squeeze their way over to Gu Jiaojiao. Wen Wenxuan let her lead him a few steps.

But he saw that Gu Jiaojiao had already finished her lunch, washed her hands, and was now examining a patient.

Wen Wenxuan felt that since the Divine Doctor was busy, there was no need to go over. He suddenly felt a surge of irritation and violently shook off Xi Siya’s hand.

He said coldly, "Don’t you go to the same school as Gu Jiaojiao? Why didn’t you bring her any lunch?"

He hadn’t originally intended to ask, but seeing how close Xi Li and Gu Jiaojiao were, he couldn’t help himself.

Xi Siya’s expression changed at his words. She thought about the unpleasant conflicts she’d had with Gu Jiaojiao at school.

’Back then, I had no idea Gu Jiaojiao was the Divine Doctor!’

She stammered, not knowing how to answer. Even more, she didn’t want Wen Wenxuan to know she had offended Gu Jiaojiao, so she could only lower her head and remain silent.

Seeing this, Wen Wenxuan snorted coldly. "Didn’t you and your cousin used to get along so well? How did you become strangers now?"

Xi Siya could only force a smile and say, "Brother Xuan, you don’t know, but Xi Li has always hated me for being with you.

She’s nice to my face, but she’s always bad-mouthing me behind my back. She’s a total psycho.

And she has a really weird temper. There’s no way the two of us could ever get along..."

Wen Wenxuan watched Xi Siya speak with gritted teeth, but he just sneered, "So you two becoming strangers is all Xi Li’s fault?"

Xi Siya immediately panicked when she heard this and hurriedly explained, "Brother Xuan, that’s not what I meant. What I wanted to say was..."

Wen Wenxuan shot her a disgusted look and turned to leave. Xi Siya chased after him, grabbing his arm.

She whined coquettishly, "Brother Xuan, I know you dote on me the most. Don’t worry, after we get married, I’ll definitely listen to you obediently..."

Xi Siya’s words made Wen Wenxuan’s stomach churn with revulsion. He forcefully pushed her hands away and said coldly, "Get lost!"

Thrown off by him, Xi Siya stumbled back several steps, nearly falling to the ground.

"Brother Xuan, don’t go! I know I was wrong." Xi Siya ran up again, reaching for his sleeve.

Wen Wenxuan dodged her with a look of disdain and left without even bothering to spare her another glance.

Xi Siya watched Wen Wenxuan leave, stomping her foot in anger. She turned and shot a hateful glare at Gu Jiaojiao, her eyes filled with venomous resentment.

Then she took off after him in her high heels.

Although Gu Jiaojiao was examining a patient, she had overheard the conversation between Wen Wenxuan and Xi Siya.

She glanced up at their retreating figures—one fleeing, one chasing—and a derisive smile touched the corners of her lips.

Seeing Gu Jiaojiao watching her cousin, Xi Li came up behind her and started massaging her shoulders.

As she did, she softly gossiped to Gu Jiaojiao about Xi Siya and Wen Wenxuan.

Xi Siya and Wen Wenxuan had been fighting every day recently. Every time Wen Wenxuan saw Xi Siya, he would feel the urge to hit her.

It was mainly because Xi Siya always paraded herself around as his girlfriend, and he hated her telling everyone that.

So every time he saw Xi Siya, he would rush up and give her a beating, which made Gu Jiaojiao want to burst out laughing.

However, her current status was that of the respected Divine Doctor, and it wouldn’t be appropriate to laugh out loud in public.

Song Zijie was also bustling about nearby. He wasn’t as dismissive of Xi Li as Wen Wenxuan had thought; he was actually very fond of her.

He was just emotionally reserved. While it seemed like Xi Li had been the one to actively pursue him in this relationship, Song Zijie genuinely liked her too.

"Song Zijie, the New Year is almost here. Why don’t you take Xi Li for a stroll around town?"

Gu Jiaojiao saw that the line of patients was still very long, and she wanted to send the two of them away.

Xi Li was about to say something but was pulled away by Song Zijie. "Didn’t you see that Sister-in-law wants us to leave?"

"But why?" Xi Li felt that it was a bit unkind of them to leave Gu Jiaojiao to handle everything by herself.

"We’re just getting in her way. Su will be here to pick her up and take her home later."

"Alright, then I’ll go buy some New Year paintings." Xi Li was instantly happy again.

It was the New Year season, and the streets were bustling with people. An endless variety of street food was on display, and pedestrians hurried on their way.

Xi Li walked side-by-side with Song Zijie, her arm linked through his, when she spotted a stall selling New Year paintings.

A boy of about thirteen or fourteen, dressed in a thick, padded cotton jacket, was squatting at a street corner waiting for customers.

He was thin and frail, looking as if a gust of wind could knock him over at any moment.

"Don’t miss out, passersby! These New Year paintings are beautiful and cheap!" the boy called out shyly to the pedestrians.

Just as the boy was looking around for potential customers, a clear and pleasant cry came from behind him.

The voice was laced with anxiety and panic. "Brother, pack up and come home, quick! Mom’s not going to make it!"

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