Chapter 48

Li Qingyao hadn't been this angry for a long time. In the past few years, most of the time, her mood had not fluctuated significantly. She went upstairs in tears, slammed the door, sat on the sofa, looked out the window at the dark window opposite, and still felt resentful.

She rushed into the kitchen again, dumped the remaining half pot of pig's trotters in the refrigerator into the trash can, and then threw the empty casserole into the sink with a clatter. However, she had not completely lost her mind. She remembered to soak it in hot water, otherwise she would be the one who would have a hard time washing it later.

He stared hatefully at the pig's trotters in the trash can, as if they were someone's corpse, and then returned to the living room, his anger slightly subsided.

She poured herself some cold water, took a few big gulps, and looked up at the dark night outside the window.

Chen Pu had just said so much, so sharp and merciless. She didn't want to admit it, but she couldn't ignore it. What surged in her heart was not only anger, but also shame, grievance, guilt, and other chaotic and hidden emotions. Now, she was still being smoked by them and felt ashamed.

After calming down for a while, Li Qingyao fell on his back on the bed and raised the back of his hand to cover his eyes.

She hasn't had such a strong and complex emotional reaction in a long, long time.

It was all that guy's fault for not giving her any face at all.

After taking a shower, Li Qingyao changed into comfortable and light pajamas. He felt that he had regained his composure. He lay on the bed and looked at his mobile phone when he saw the text message.

[Is your leg fully healed? Do you want me to carry you on my back tomorrow? ]

Li Qingyao sneered and typed: Who is your sister?
I deleted it again, stared at his words for a long time, threw the phone aside, why should I reply? I was giving him face and went to sleep.

Li Qingyao thought she would suffer from insomnia again today. After all, her old wounds were exposed last week and she slept poorly every night. Now Chen Pu ruthlessly added new wounds to her.

Unexpectedly, not long after she lay down, she couldn't open her eyes, and slept soundly all night without dreams until dawn. When she woke up in the morning, she felt refreshed and her mood became lighter.

She thought that she might really be sick.

Li Qingyao was the first to arrive at the office, and soon, colleagues came one after another. If Li Qingyao had nothing to do at ordinary times, she would think about chatting with everyone and improving the relationship with them - anyway, it was easy for her to think like this.

But today, when she saw the faces of each of her colleagues, some simple and some shrewd, she remembered Chen Pu's words -

[I actually don’t like seeing you smile like that, seeing you trying to please everyone on the team.]

Somehow, she lost the patience and motivation to do such things again, and simply said hello to her colleagues. On the contrary, a few people took the initiative to talk to her.

When Chen Pu walked into the office, Li Qingyao was reading a file, but she caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye. She lowered her head even lower without hesitation, not even wanting to say hello.

The office was full of people. Chen Pu's footsteps seemed to stop for a second or two beside her seat and then he walked over.

At this time, Fang Kai came and patted Li Qingyao on the shoulder happily: "Xiao Li, I really have to thank you. Your classmates are very kind. Our eldest son entered Siming Training and was taught by their top teacher. It was all thanks to your face!"

Li Qingyao was about to say a whole set of smooth polite words, but he subconsciously glanced at a man named Chen not far away, who seemed to be looking over here as well.

So Li Qingyao paused and said, "It's okay, it's just a piece of cake."

Fang Kai felt that Li Qingyao looked a little dull today, not as lively and likable as usual. He was about to say something caring when he saw her dark circles under her eyes and immediately realized with the reasoning ability of a criminal police officer - she was too busy and tired at work!
Fang Kai turned around and glared at Chen Pu in disapproval, saying that he had no sense of sympathy for women. Such a pretty and sensible girl was treated like a slave to his will.

The work bell hadn't rung yet, and Chen Pu was drinking water and looking at his phone, but in fact the screen hadn't been swiped for a long time. Fang Kai noticed it when he glared at him. Chen Pu was also dumbfounded, thinking, damn, Li Qingyao wouldn't complain to Fang Kai, right?

Not really. Their conversation last night was actually quite private, so it was not Fang Kai's turn to know. Li Congming was definitely clear about this kind of thing.

Thinking of this, Chen Pu relaxed and continued to hold his phone, pretending to look at it. After Fang Kai glared at his superior, he put the box of Longquanyi peaches he had been holding on Li Qingyao's desk: "This is what your sister-in-law bought for you. She insisted on giving it to you."

Li Qingyao tried to refuse, but Fang Kai insisted to stay, saying that he had helped so much and it would be a disrespect if he didn't accept it. Li Qingyao had no choice but to accept it.

Chen Pu suddenly lost his mind: Where are my lychees...

Fang Kai left. Li Qingyao looked at the pink and plump peaches in the box and his saliva started to flow automatically.

She has always liked eating peaches, especially honey peaches. She likes eating fruits such as peaches, apples, and watermelons, and dislikes eating lychees, longans, and jackfruits the most. Although they are all sweet, she thinks the former tastes more refreshing, unlike the latter, which always gives people a sticky and heavy feeling.

In the past, every early summer, Li Jincheng would buy her peaches whenever he had the chance, whether they were small local peaches with a slightly sour taste or expensive peaches from other places, they were all her favorites. Li Jincheng sometimes even peeled the thin skin of the peach for her, held the whole flesh in front of his sister, and handed her a tissue, for fear that she would dirty her hands.

Oh, brother, brother.

That’s what a brother is. That idiot is nothing but a shitty brother!

Li Qingyao picked up a peach and put it at his feet. Yan Yong happened to pass by and said happily, "Oh, peach, this peach is sweet! Very juicy!"

Li Qingyao's mind became tense again.

If it were in the past, no matter how much she loved eating peaches, she would definitely pretend to be generous and share them with everyone. Of course, she would inevitably mention the reason why Fang Kai expressed his gratitude, thus gaining more favor.

But now...

She looked up and smiled at Yan Yong: "Yes, I like this the most." Then she lowered her head and continued to do her own thing.

Yan Yong didn't feel that he had to share the other person's fruit, so he left happily.

After looking at the file for a while, Li Qingyao suddenly lowered his head, put his arms down, and buried his face.

Depend on.

Some things, her disguise, her insecurity, her affectation and powerlessness, once exposed, how can she go back? Whenever she wanted to follow the routine, Chen Pu's words would linger in her ears like Tang Seng's curse:

[…Everyone is smart. Except for Yan Yong, who can't see your politeness and deliberateness? ]

[You are not sincere in your interactions with everyone, and you socialize just for the sake of socializing.]

Every sentence is heart-breaking.

It’s all Chen Pu’s fault. He tore it to pieces in front of me without leaving any room for mercy.

She raised one eye from her arm and glared at him hatefully.

When she fell on the table, Chen Pu had no idea what was going on. He was just stretching his head to look when she looked up and glared at him.

The two of them stared at each other. Li Qingyao's face was squeezed by his arms, soft, with messy hair and red almond eyes, clear and angry. Chen Pu felt something hit his chest hard, and hurriedly lowered his head and flipped through the files.

I thought, damn, he's still angry. This is so scary.