Rebirth: I Am Not the Movie Queen This Time-Chapter 111 Matchmaker

Wan Chu’er righteously stated, "Men and women shouldn’t casually touch each other; you should go back."

Jiang Kechu couldn’t help but want to laugh in frustration, "Just a moment ago, when you were holding that scoundrel’s head tightly in your arms, why didn’t you think about improper conduct between men and women then?"

This remark didn’t sound quite right, and Wan Chu’er was even less inclined to let Jiang Kechu touch her.

"I absolutely do not need your help, I can massage myself, please go back."

Being pushed out again and again by Wan Chu’er, Jiang Kechu’s face turned dark as he thought this girl must have a screw loose. Too lazy to argue further, he quickly pushed her down onto the couch, his leg pinning down one of Wan Chu’er’s.

Wan Chu’er lay prone on the couch, yelling, "Indecent assault, indecent assault!"

Jiang Kechu said angrily, "Don’t worry, if I were to take liberties with anyone, it wouldn’t be you. I don’t have such a hobby. Little girl, you go to school every day without learning anything good, who knows what you’re thinking about."

Wan Chu’er thought to herself, in your past life, you perpetrated indecent assaults against me for ten years!

"Ah—oh—hiss—"

Soon the small room filled with Wan Chu’er’s cries as Jiang Kechu, with an icy face, continued to massage the sore spots through her clothes.

Eventually, as the massage went on, Wan Chu’er finally started to feel comfortable and stopped struggling.

If Jiang Kechu wanted to be the good guy, then so be it; she wouldn’t be at a loss anyway. But what she hadn’t expected was that Jiang Kechu would be so proper, truly just massaging the injured areas.

Could it be that her charm was insufficient now?

With that thought, Wan Chu’er slapped herself on the head.

Stop!

You and Jiang Kechu will never happen in this lifetime!

Watching Wan Chu’er inexplicably slap herself, Jiang Kechu shook his head, at a loss for words, figuring she must really be out of her mind today. Otherwise, why would she have fought with a hoodlum?

In order to divert the attention, after thinking for a while, Wan Chu’er said, "Uncle Jiang, actually today I accidentally overheard you breaking up with that person. It was really an accident," she quickly clarified.

The motion of Jiang Kechu’s hands paused for a moment; he had almost forgotten about that because of this girl’s meddling.

Now brought up by Wan Chu’er, Jiang Kechu became somewhat downcast again, continuing to knead Wan Chu’er’s leg with a stern face.

"Ouch, it hurts, I really did overhear it accidentally, you don’t need to take revenge on me, and even if you did, you’re targeting the wrong person," protested Wan Chu’er.

"Shut up," Jiang Kechu said coldly.

Wan Chu’er pouted, and after a while, she said, "Actually, I think this is not a bad thing. If she could give you up so easily, it means she didn’t truly love you."

Jiang Kechu scoffed. "What do you know about love? Child’s play, don’t meddle in adult matters."

Heh, I’ve lived a decade longer than you, of course I understand!

Having finished making snide remarks mentally, Wan Chu’er continued, "You’re so excellent, you should find someone who truly loves you, a partner who understands your work. For example, what do you think about Mai Qiqi?"

At this, under the sudden high pressure on her back, Wan Chu’er mustered her strength and said:

"I think Mai Qiqi is quite a good match for you. You wouldn’t know this, but you are Mai Qiqi’s male idol, she likes you very, very much. She specifically attended tonight’s welcome party for you. Didn’t you find her exceptionally pretty tonight?"

"Actually, she’s not only pretty today, she’s beautiful every day, and Mai Qiqi also has a great personality. You both know each other, so it should be a good match, right? Both of you together would make a perfect golden boy and jade girl."

With one last forceful effort, Jiang Kechu caused Wan Chu’er to scream in pain.

He stood up, brushed off the invisible dust from his hands and clothes, and said indifferently, "I never thought you had the potential to be a matchmaker."

Wan Chu’er: "... As long as I can find you a suitable girlfriend, I don’t mind doing anything."

Jiang Kechu glared at her, "Don’t meddle in other people’s business!" fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

After saying that, he headed toward the door, intending to leave.

Wan Chu’er was dumbfounded. She glanced at the wall clock; it was 1:50 AM.

"Uncle Jiang, it’s so late, where are you off to? Just crash here for the night, you’ll get to sleep some more." Seeing Jiang Kechu’s nostrils flaring again, she quickly added:

"I’ll sleep in the bedroom, you on the sofa, I’ll definitely lock the bedroom door."

Jiang Kechu snorted, "So now you’re not bothered about impropriety between men and women?"

Hold a grudge much!

Wan Chu’er faked a smile and said, "Aren’t you my uncle?" Then she ran into the bedroom as if fleeing.

Can’t deny, Jiang Kechu’s massage technique really worked wonders; she could move freely now.

Jiang Kechu watched dumbfounded as Wan Chu’er escaped like a rabbit, thinking why did he feel like catching that girl and giving her a good beating?

Shaking his head, Jiang Kechu called toward the inside, "Remember to lock the door, I’m leaving."

Sure enough, a few seconds later, Wan Chu’er heard the sound of the front door closing in the living room.

She raised an eyebrow, went out to relock the door from the inside, washed her face, and dropped onto the bed to sleep, exhausted both physically and emotionally from the night’s events.

After leaving Wan Chu’er’s house, Jiang Kechu sat in his car, not in a rush to start the vehicle. Instead, he looked up at the light from Wan Chu’er’s house.

Rubbing his hands, he seemed to be pondering over something. Only after the light upstairs went out did he start the car and left the area, heading toward the military camp.

The next day, Wan Chu’er woke up with a start, checking her watch to find it was already noon.

She looked at the bruise on her arm; it had turned a bright red, indicating the blood was dispersing, which meant it should heal in a couple of days—a result of Jiang Kechu’s prolonged massaging.

She stretched lazily, recalling last night’s events, and thought to herself that it really wouldn’t be too bad if Mai Qiqi and Jiang Kechu could end up together.

It was obvious that Mai Qiqi liked Jiang Kechu, plus Mai Qiqi had a straightforward personality, not like Wei Feng who was a green tea bitch, coveting frivolous romances.

Anyway, it would be much better than her being with Jiang Kechu.

Why did she feel slightly heartbroken thinking about it? Wan Chu’er closed her eyes, got up, took a hot shower, didn’t feel like eating anything, and went straight to her computer to start coding a small program.

Soon, she was immersed in the world of programming, catapulting everything about Jiang Kechu into the back of her mind.

It was around seven or eight in the evening when a knocking sound at the door brought her head up from the computer.

Who could it be at this time?

Wan Chu’er stood up from the computer desk and walked toward the door, asking aloud, "Who is it?"

"It’s me, Jiang Xiaoxiao."

Jiang Xiaoxiao’s voice came from outside.

Why would Jiang Xiaoxiao come at this time? Wan Chu’er wondered, hurrying to open the door.

Outside stood Jiang Xiaoxiao, clad in a purple tracksuit, holding two large bags with the name of some supermarket printed on them.

"Come on in, Xiaoxiao."

As soon as Jiang Xiaoxiao saw Wan Chu’er’s face, she couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, asking, "Did you really get into a fight with a hooligan?"

Wan Chu’er blinked, Jiang Kechu has such a big mouth?

"I was defending myself."