"Your skill at comforting people is just as good as it was back then."
Back in college, Cheng Li broke up with her first boyfriend and cried alone in her dorm. When Chu Yi found out, he carefully handed her a tissue and, after hearing the reason, sincerely comforted her in the same way.
"Fortunately, you only negotiated for four years, cutting your losses in time. If it had lasted eight or ten years, it would have been even worse."
Cheng Li was momentarily unsure whether Chu Yi was genuinely happy for her or subtly mocking her.
Airport announcements were informing passengers to prepare for security checks. People dragging suitcases hurried past. Cheng Li looked at Chu Yi earnestly and offered sincere advice.
"You shouldn't comfort people so casually in the future, I'm afraid you'll get beaten up."
Chuyi: "..."
During the three-hour flight, Cheng Li slept with an eye mask on. Chu Yi knew she wasn't in the mood to talk, so she sat quietly to the side, wearing headphones and watching anime she had downloaded in advance on her tablet.
As the plane was about to land successfully, Cheng Lidong, who was standing to the side, took off his blindfold, revealing a clear and bright eye.
She stared calmly out the porthole, her face expressionless, lost in thought.
My initial guess is that it might be saying goodbye to something.
After leaving the airport, the two took a taxi directly to the hotel. Cheng Li's phone showed that Zhao Qian's location had remained there all day.
Upon arriving at the front desk, Cheng Li did not hesitate for long and went straight to the elevator, pressing the room number and floor number from the message she had received that morning.
The door finally came into view.
Cheng Li stood there motionless, staring at the dark door panel in front of her for a long time. Chu Yi tugged at her sleeve worriedly. As if waking from a dream, Cheng Li came back to her senses and forced a smile at her.
Then he raised his hand and rang the doorbell.
After a few taps, an impatient male voice came from inside, familiar yet unfamiliar, seemingly different through the door.
Who is it?
Chu Yi nervously swallowed, raising his voice as he recounted his story from the way he arrived.
"Hello, room service."
"I didn't shout..." came a low murmur from inside, followed by a loud reply.
"We don't need it."
Chu Yi looked at Cheng Li helplessly and asked, but Cheng Li seemed not to hear her, her face expressionless, her fingers pressing the doorbell repeatedly with steady and heavy force.
The sharp, piercing ringing of the bell echoed through the quiet corridor, making everyone uneasy. Chu Yi subtly raised his guard and unconsciously went into a state of alert.
Footsteps echoed from inside the room, growing closer until the door was flung open, accompanied by unspoken curses.
"Who is it—" Before the words were even finished, the tone had already changed.
"Chestnut...you, how did you get here?" The man's face instantly turned extremely flustered, and his eyes instinctively looked behind him. Following his gaze, not far from the room, a strange woman wearing a slip dress was standing there, looking flustered and innocent.
Cheng Li's face tightened, and she stared at Zhao Qian coldly as she asked a question.
"who is she?"
"Chestnut, let me explain—" the man said hurriedly and frantically, even trying to reach out and grab Cheng Li, as if afraid she would leave immediately.
Cheng Li remained still, crossed her arms over her chest, and raised her chin slightly.
"Okay, you explain."
The man hesitated, looking uneasy, unable to utter a complete word for a long time. It was the woman in the room who, on the other hand, mustered up her courage and spoke to Cheng Li.
"It's just as you see it. I'm sorry, it's all my fault." She said the last sentence while looking at Zhao Qian, her eyes filled with sorrow and pain. The man turned to look at her, his gaze immediately turning reproachful and heartbroken.
“Lili…”
'Snap—'
Cheng Li could no longer hold back and slapped Zhao Qian hard across the face. The force was so great that five finger marks quickly appeared on his cheek.
"Dog, male, female." Cheng Li cursed coldly, enunciating each word clearly. Zhao Qian was stunned, covering his face and slightly opening his lips, unable to utter a single word.
After Cheng Li finished hitting her, she slowly shook her numb hand. Just as she was about to curse a few words to vent her anger, a woman who looked gentle and weak like a pure white lotus flower suddenly rushed out and shoved Cheng Li.
"What right do you have to hit him! What right do you have to hit him!" the woman shouted. "If you're so capable, then hit me!"
Chuyi: "..."
As expected, Cheng Li exploded upon hearing this, flew into a rage, completely lost her temper, and rushed over to grab the woman's hair.
The two immediately became entangled and fought like madmen.
Zhao Qian, who was standing nearby, immediately spoke up anxiously and reached out to pull them apart.
"Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"
Chu Yi was stunned for two seconds by this turn of events. When he saw Zhao Qian help that woman push Cheng Li, his anger flared up instantly. He lost all sense of reason and rolled up his sleeves to fight back.
I've probably never experienced a war like this in my entire life.
Pulling hair, pinching, pushing, kicking, and even biting her later on, Chu Yi was still tightly gripping a handful of the woman's hair as Cheng Li pulled her away, her teeth biting her arm so hard that her gums ached.
Zhao Qian shouted in her ear, his voice urgent and trembling with tears: "Cheng Li, please, please make her let go! If this continues, Lili will die—"
There was also a woman's fierce panting: "What's there to be afraid of? At worst, we'll die together!"
"Pah, you fucking dream." Cheng Li finally pulled Chu Yi away with all her might, and before leaving, she gave her a hard shove and spat at the two of them.
"A bitch and a dog are destined to be together forever. I wish you a long and happy marriage and that you don't come out to harm others anymore."
It wasn't until she escaped the hotel and was blown by the cool night breeze that Chu Yi's boiling emotions gradually subsided, and the raging anger within her subsided into calm. She belatedly realized what was happening and hissed.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Li immediately looked at her. Chu Yi had a crying face and felt pain all over her body, which was extremely uncomfortable.
"Cheng Li! It hurts so much, waaaaah..."
When Qiao Anchen saw them, the two were sitting on the side of the road in a disheveled state. Chu Yi rolled up her sleeves to reveal her fair arms and blew on the wounds on them. Cheng Li had several empty beer cans next to her and her makeup was smeared.
He strode over and called out "Chu Yi." The girl immediately looked up at him blankly, her little face marked with several red marks. Then she scrambled up from the ground, buried herself in his arms, and burst into tears.
Author's Note: I've changed the title and synopsis of my new story. Please check them out again. If you're interested, you can add it to your favorites [hinting face]. It's called "Fireworks in Passion."
He Yue first met Qiu Qing'an at the hospital. The thin and handsome boy had a pale face and red eyes. He looked at the person being wheeled out of the emergency room, covered from head to toe with a white sheet.
The next time I saw him was at a convenience store on the street corner. The boy was wearing a faded t-shirt and was giving change to a customer across the street. His profile was clean and gentle.
Qiu Qing'an asked her why she was so good to him.
Help him find a job.
I waited downstairs for him until midnight on a rainy day to bring him an umbrella.
When her stomach ailment relapsed, Heyue, who never lifted a finger to cook, personally prepared three meals a day for him.
Even when Qiu Qing'an lost control of her emotions, she simply accepted it without saying a word.
Until, this extraordinary and unprincipled indulgence finally had an answer.
The two broke up, and the falling out was brutal and embarrassing. Qiu Qing'an hated her to the core, and He Yue left for another place.
In just a few years, everything was overturned.
A sudden and drastic change occurred in Heyue's family; her father aged considerably overnight, forcing her to return to China.
That aloof and indifferent young man had already risen to fame in Sicheng. At the banquet, he wore a well-tailored suit, his features were refined yet beautiful, and his expression carried an air of nonchalant detachment.
In the dim, ambiguous light, He Yue was pressed against a corner of the sofa, his hand holding her chin and playing with it, his fingertips both cool and hot.
Qiu Qing'an curled the corners of her lips slightly, her eyes filled with mockery, and her voice was low and slow.
"Heyue. If you beg me, I'll help you."
51. Chapter 51
She buried her face in his chest and sobbed for a while before finally raising her head. Her short hair was messy, and her fair face was covered with tear stains and bruises, making her look disheveled. Her eyes were red as she looked at him, looking as pitiful as could be.
Qiao Anchen reached out and used his thumb to wipe away the tears on her face. When he accidentally touched the red mark next to her, Chu Yi hissed in pain, and Qiao Anchen's eyes darkened.
"Did you go to the hospital?" He glanced at Cheng Li behind him, who looked guilty and lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him.
"Such a minor injury doesn't require a trip to the hospital." Chu Yi, however, hugged him and said with a pitiful expression, "It just hurts a little."
"What if it leaves a scar?" Qiao Anchen's expression did not soften at all as he looked down at her.
When Chu Yi arrived, he was wearing long pants and a short-sleeved shirt. Now, his pants are rolled up, his knees are bruised, and there are red marks on both arms where he was pinched. There is even a teeth mark on one of his arms.
Not to mention the scratches on her face, still streaked with blood, caused by fingernails.
Qiao Anchen took a deep breath, lifted her thin arm, and went straight to the roadside to hail a taxi.
"Let's go to the hospital for some basic treatment."
With heavy traffic here, it was easy to flag down a taxi. Qiao Anchen pushed Chu Yi inside and then followed. Cheng Li quietly moved to the front and opened the passenger door without being told.
Qiao Anchen told the driver to go to the nearest hospital, and after reporting the situation, he didn't say anything more. Shenzhen has strict speed limits, making time seem to move incredibly slowly, and the air inside the car was somewhat quiet.
Chu Yi reached out and grabbed Qiao Anchen's fingers, which were resting on his knee, and slowly clenched them, holding his hard, warm knuckles.
"Why did you come here?" she asked cautiously, raising her eyes to look at Qiao Anchen.
Chu Yi received his call when she and Cheng Li ran out of the hotel. Qiao Anchen's plane had already landed, and no one had answered when he dialed her number before.
At that time, Chu Yi was busy tearing apart her scumbag boyfriend, and her phone was on silent, so she wouldn't have heard his call.
After getting their address, Qiao Anchen immediately took a taxi over, and what appeared before him was the scene from the roadside just now.
"What do you think?" Qiao Anchen looked down at him, his thin eyelids drooping slightly, his eyes containing a hint of displeasure.
Chu Yi guiltily avoided eye contact, unconsciously pursing her lips and licking them.
Thinking back to Qiao Anchen's worried instructions and orders, Chu Yi now only regrets why she didn't listen to him and buy some self-defense tools.
It's all her fault for being too confident in the current mistress and scumbag!
That's utterly shameless and bizarre to the extreme.
There's really nothing they can't do, only things you can't imagine.
Chu Yi still couldn't help but grit her teeth and clench her fists in anger when she recalled the battle she had just experienced, wishing she could fight her again.
We need to make her cry her eyes out to vent our anger.