Outside the door, Bai Lanwu heard his daughterâs sobs. Assuming his daughter didnât believe him, he shook his head and said, âYe, you might as well leave now and come back tomorrow. Right now, Xingguang is still too mad to listen to anything. Let her calm down first, and then you two can talk it through.â
Ye Junqing stood tall and unmoving at the door, as if he had grown roots there. He held a pack of wontons and said, âXingguang, open the door. I bought your favorite wontons. If you donât open the door, theyâll go bad.â
Ye Xingguang bit her teeth tightly to prevent herself from crying out loud. She thought to herself, am I that gluttonous?
âOpen the door. I want to apologize to you. If youâre so eager to burn incense, I will join you. Let Qin Junye take the blame for me. I donât care who youâre thinking of, or who your first sunshine was.â
Ye Junqingâs words were so beautiful that he couldnât believe them himself.
âCome out. I have prepared a lighter for you, even though I donât smoke. We can burn incense and joss paper for Qin Junye. We can burn as much money for him as you want. After all, I donât care if you donât spend your money on me but on a passerby.â
Ye Xingguang wrapped herself in a blanket, burying her head inside. Why should she burn joss paper for Qin Junye, who has nothing to do with her?
Although the joss paper was to be burnt for Qin Junye, if Qin Junye in her heart was a malignant tumor, wasnât this cursing him?
âIf you donât come out, Iâll really leave?â
Ye Xingguang immediately jumped out of the blanket and stood at the door, wanting to open it. But she was so nervous and frantic, she was afraid that once the door opened, everything would be but a dream. When the dream ended, her savior would still be dead, and never resurrectedâ¦
Ye Xingguang and Ye Junqing were separated by only a door. Both were staring at the door, neither making any further moves.
Ye Junqing waited for a long time, feeling agitated. He was not angry with her, but with Fu Zhuo.
If it werenât for that enormous pit that was Fu Zhuo, she would have opened the door, and she wouldnât have lost trust in him!
Filled with rage, Ye Junqing left the wontons and flowers at the door and walked away, saying as he went, âYou wait here, Iâll go and fetch Fu Zhuo so he can tell you if I have switched identities.â
Ji Qishuâs right eyelid was twitching, so he immediately followed, âJunqing bro, calm down. Fu Zhuo is our brother.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ye Junqing took forceful steps, like someone marching through a battlefield. He had no brother who would betray him like this. Fu Zhuo was undoubtedly the biggest roadblock to his love life!
Fu Zhuo had gone for a blind date. Bai Peiluan had found a good match for him. The girl would graduate after the summer break.
Initially, Fu Zhuo had refused. But after Bai Peiluan showed him the girlâs photograph, tall and slim, with beautiful features, Fu Zhuo gave into temptation. Even though he knew it wasnât the best day to go out, he still went to the date.
As soon as he stepped out, he received a call from Ji Qishu, âWhere are you right now?â
Originally, Ji Qishu had called to warn Fu Zhuo to run, but when he saw the dangerous look in Ye Junqingâs eyes, Ji Qishu had to change his tune.
âI am on my way to Yun Shang Hotel. Why donât you come and join me if you donât have other plans? My stepmother introduced me to a girl, and we are meeting for dinner tonight. It appears that the girl has brought her girlfriend along, so I could use a wingman.â
âUhâ¦â Ji Qishu saw Junqing broâs approving nod and said reluctantly, âAlright, send me your room number and Iâll be there right away.â