SUPPORTIVE SISTER IN-LAW

"Why! My head's dizzy!", Chaoxiang complained, and he hit his head with his hand.

He saw his bandages and the memories of last night left his mouth wide opened. "Have I hurt her?", he groaned in disappointment.

He threw his shirt on the floor and headed to the shower in his room. "Hoping the cold water will help me with the hangover.", he said and turned the shower on.

*Knock knock*

Meixiu pressed the door knob with a small basket in her side.

"Zhao Chaoxiang, I'll be washing your dirty clothes.", she said and picked up her husband's clothes on the floor.

She is now wearing her turtleneck long sleeves to hide both the soreness of her neck and the scars on her wrists. Because she is wearing a sky blue colored top, she paired it with a white skirt that runs through her knees. Her knees are on the floor, her hands are picking up Chaoxiang's dirty clothes when her husband went out from the shower.

"Why are you here?", she turned around to see him.

He is wearing nothing but a towel wrapped in his waist. She quickly bow down her head, and as she lean forward, her turtleneck shirt loosened up a little bit on her neck and falls forward, enough for him to see the redness in her neck. She quickly caught the cloth and covered her damaged part.

"Good morning. I am going to work but I'll be washing your clothes first. I'm leaving.", she said and got up from kneeling down. She quickly left the room.

He fixed himself for a morning interview. After he wore his blue coat and sprayed his perfume all over his top, he went out and looked at the kitchen while heading downstairs.

He was shocked seeing Meixiu in front of her with a plate of scallops oil pancakes.

"I prepared you some breakfast.", she said.

He took a bite and chewed it, only to be convinced that she is a good chef. He was about to compliment her when he remembered what his older brother said, "Meixiu was there to help them, she was from the Wu family.".

He then brushed the plate on her hands. She just looked at it until it fell to the ground, the glass plate shattered into pieces.

"It doesn't taste nice. I wasted my five minutes here.", he said and walked out the door.

Meixiu ran to get the trash bin and she picked up the broken plate. "Maybe I'm not really a good cook.", she sighed, stopping herself from crying.

She then heard her phone beeped and as she checked, it was Ruomei who messaged her telling her she's already in her office. "Am I late?", she asked herself and after cleaning the mess, left their house.

[•••]

"So how's your honey moon with my brother?", Ruomei greeted her.

Meixiu walked inside her office, with a box on her hand.

"Giving a letter for my bro again right?"

"As his fan."

"You're his wife now. Why not directly give it to him?"

"I already told you it's Lein's job to give this right?", she said and placed her back coat on her chair.

"That means you are going to attend his guesting later?"

"Yes, who wouldn't?", she confidently answered.

"Me. I can't imagine he really pursued singing."

"Why? What is it that you want him to pursue?"

"You.", Ruomei laughed.

"Ruomei you brat.", her face is blushing and she is trying hard to hide that.

"Anyway, are you really going to pay for you to see him singing? Why not ask him to sing a song for you at home?"

"That's impossible."

"Why? Is my brother treating you bad?", she shook her hand, gesturing a no then she sipped her coffee.

"No no, he's actually nice Ruomei. It's just that I'm so shy to ask him."

"The both of you are married now and your shyness will never cause any good with your relationship."

"Anyways Ruomei. I want to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"The last time Suyin was here, she talked to you right? Do you know where is she right now?"

Ruomei's eyes widened, wondering why Meixiu is bringing up something in her past. She suddenly asked about her twin sister, which will be a great threat with her happily ever after with Chaoxiang. Did so,ething happen last night? Did Chaoxiang mention Suyin in his sleep like what happened years ago after she left him?