Chapter 361: Chapter 361
Qiao Li really didn’t want to live like a resentful woman, and all along, he had hoped to maintain a good mindset.
But perhaps it was because, all along, he had been calm and collected, maintaining a good attitude because he had never felt any threat.
He could wait, with no regrets or grudges. Because he knew that his chances of winning were high.
But everything changed, everything beca wrong with Bo Jingshen’s arrival.
Only then did Qiao Li realize that he actually couldn’t stay calm. The reason he had been able to maintain his composure all this ti was simply that there had been no threat to make him feel otherwise.
And Bo Jingshen was a huge threat.
The mont he appeared, Qiao Li’s chance of winning imdiately turned negative.
It turned out that he couldn’t stay calm after all, that he too harbored grievances.
When he saw the clusters of roses outside, dripping with allure, and saw on the little card amidst the roses, the bold and vigorous penmanship that read: “I hope my Su Xiaolu can start every day with fresh flowers and a beautiful mood.” — Bo
Qiao Li admitted, his mindset had collapsed.
So now he couldn’t help thinking, what if I sent flowers too?
Then he rembered, oh, he had sent flowers as well.
Only, after dining with Su Lu and sending her ho, the flowers were left on the back seat of his car, and she didn’t even take them with her.
He didn’t know if it was an unintentional oversight or sothing else.
But the flowers sent by Bo Jingshen, she probably wouldn’t just forget about those, right?
Qiao Li hated feeling this way.
So, even though he didn’t know what Su Lu intended to clear up with him during their trip to Three Gardens, Qiao Li had already decided to take the opportunity to have it out as well.
A swift cut whether he faced it or cowered. Hiding was futile.
However, on this day, Qiao Li still cared for Su Lu as usual, filling her fridge with groceries delivered by a runner, and then he cooked himself, calling Su Zhe and Zhao Ying over to eat.
After all, Su Zhe lived in the apartnt next door and ca over in his slippers.
Zhao Ying had been discussing projects with Jing Su in the past few days, full of vigor.
But she still squeezed in ti to co over for the al.
Qiao Li’s cooking was excellent, and even Su Zhe, who was picky and fussy about food at restaurants, didn’t have much to criticize this ti.
On the contrary, Zhao Xiaole ate sowhat absentmindedly, always glancing at his phone watch.
“Zhao Xiaole, concentrate on your al,” Su Lu said.
“Oh,” Zhao Xiaole obediently responded and stopped fiddling with the watch, but he still seed distracted. He quickly finished his al and then returned to his room to continue fiddling with the watch.
Zhao Ying glanced at Xiaole. She had been sitting next to the child and saw who he was chatting with on the watch.
The child knew many characters and could communicate with no problem. Even if there was a word he couldn’t type, he would use Pinyin to spell it out.
And the other party, to make it understandable for the child, also used simple words or Pinyin.
They really could keep a conversation going.
Zhao Ying looked at Qiao Li. She actually didn’t find it hard to sympathize with Qiao Li, considering that he had been really good in the past few years, so kind to Su Lu.
Zhao Ying felt that if it were Qiao Li, she really wouldn’t need to worry at all about her daughter suffering any distress.
“But deep down, Zhao Ying knew all too well that, although her daughter wouldn’t be wronged by being with Qiao Li, she might not truly be happy either.”
Emotions are like drinking water—only the drinker knows whether it’s warm or cold.
Your poison is my honey.
No one can really say.
Zhao Ying could only sigh silently in her heart.
After finishing her al, she went into the room where Zhao Xiaole was lying on the bed, using his phone watch to send voice ssages to Bo Jingshen, “But Bumblebee is the coolest, I just don’t like the others.”
“Alright, then Bumblebee it is. I’ll help you put it together when the ti cos,” Bo Jingshen replied from the other side, with the sound of typing on a keyboard in the background.
Zhao Xiaole asked, “Ah Shen, are you playing gas?”
“I’m working.”
“Then you’re busy. Can we chat after you finish your work, please?”
“I can chat with you while I work, it won’t delay anything.”
“No, that won’t do. Mommy says we must concentrate when doing things, and multitasking doesn’t work.”
Bo Jingshen chuckled softly on the other end, “She’s quite the teacher now, even though she used to be the master of multitasking; watching ani and painting at the sa ti, getting into a ss and scolded by her tutor…”
“Anyway, it’s not okay,” Zhao Xiaole said seriously, as if determined to carry out his mother’s teachings to the end.
“Okay, okay, I’ll chat with you after I finish my work. Be good,” Bo Jingshen replied.
Zhao Xiaole turned his head and saw Zhao Ying, “Grandma!”
Zhao Ying walked over, hugged him, and kissed him on the forehead, “Xiao Le.”
“Hmm? Grandma, what’s wrong? Why so serious?”
In truth, Zhao Ying’s serious deanor wasn’t all that stern, but Zhao Xiaole could clearly sense the subtle difference.
“Today, Uncle Qiao went through a lot of trouble to prepare a whole table of food, much of it your favorites, yet you didn’t thank Uncle Qiao. And during the al, you were distracted. That’s not very polite,” Zhao Ying said gently, appealing to his sense of good manners.
Zhao Xiaole thought for a while and then nodded, “Yes, I was wrong. I’ll go and apologize to Uncle Qiao in a bit.”
Zhao Ying nodded, “Yes, you are a good boy, and good boys need to be polite, right?”
“Yeah. Actually, I was… I was chatting with Ah Shen at that ti, so I was distracted. Mainly because…” Zhao Xiaole pouted slightly and whispered, “Ah Shen is so pitiful; you, mom, uncles, and Uncle Qiao are all eating together, and we were having such a lively ti. But Ah Shen, he was just by himself, eating a boxed al.”
Zhao Xiaole didn’t have any other thoughts—he just felt sorry for his dad.
Actually, he felt the sa way about Su Lu, sorry for grandma, and sad for uncle.
A child’s heart is very soft; in fact, if it were Qiao Li alone eating a boxed al, Zhao Xiaole would probably feel sorry for him as well.
Hearing the child speak this way, how could Zhao Ying not understand that the child’s heart was soft?
“Alright, next ti you have to persuade Ah Shen not to just eat boxed als, he can eat well even by himself, understand? He’s already an adult, and of course, he shouldn’t have children worrying about him, right?” Zhao Ying said.
Zhao Xiaole thought about it, found it made sense, and nodded, “Then next ti I’ll educate him. Plus, he has a bad stomach, and eating boxed als isn’t good for it.”
After giving it so serious thought, Zhao Xiaole then asked Zhao Ying in a very soft voice, “Grandma, when will Ah Shen be able to… eat with us?”
“He can eat with us anyti, if you want to invite him for a al,” Zhao Ying said.
Zhao Xiaole shook his head, “No, that’s not what I an. When will he be able to eat with us every day…?”
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