Yu Dingding watched as Ye Chen sprinted over, scooping up Qin Shuang from the ground and holding her tightly in his embrace.
He was so cautious and gentle, protecting Qin Shuang as if she were a fragile object.
This made Yu Dingding feel as if sothing prickly was stabbing her heart, invisible to the eye but the pain searing to the bone...
Qin Shuang sobbed, "Xinxin told there was a Kunqu opera event in Yan City today and invited to listen. I took the opportunity to have Aunt Lin simr your favorite soup and brought it for you."
Qin Shuang also said, "But what I didn’t expect was that as soon as Miss Yu saw co in, she reacted as if her territory had been invaded and slapped ..."
Yu Dingding, watching Qin Shuang’s distortion of truth and reality, finally understood why she had utterly lost in the matter with Mo Yifeng.
After all, she was no match for Qin Shuang’s capacity to tell barefaced lies without regard for decency, nor was she as ruthless to herself as her.
At this mont, all she could hope for was Ye Chen. She hoped he wouldn’t be as blind as Mo Yifeng was back then.
But sotis, the truth doesn’t seem all that important to n.
As long as it’s sothing done by the woman they are fond of, even if she makes black seem white, he would believe unconditionally.
Ye Chen is a man, naturally subject to the sa failings of n.
Just like now, he imdiately began questioning her: "Yu Dingding, who do you think you are? At best, you are nothing more than a woman I turn to when I’m bored. What gives you the right to hit Shuangshuang?"
Yu Dingding looked at Ye Chen and suddenly found it ludicrous that she had known there was no future with him yet couldn’t help trying to fly into the fla.
The affection Ye Chen had shown her before was like a sumr rain; it seed heavy this morning, but now the storm had passed, and even the water on the ground had evaporated as if it had never been there.
Oh, Ye Chen, he’s not worth it!
But even so, Yu Dingding responded with composure to clear herself: "I did not hit her, believe it or not."
Ye Chen, witnessing Yu Dingding’s deanor, hesitated slightly as his ice-cold eyes softened.
Throughout their interactions, he had realized that Yu Dingding wasn’t the type to stoop to slapping people around.
But with Qin Shuang making such accusations, could there be so misunderstanding?
Qin Shuang didn’t give Ye Chen the chance to sort through his thoughts, quickly accusing again: "You didn’t hit ? Could it be that I hit myself?"
Suddenly, Yu Dingding flared up, raising her hand and delivering a slap across Qin Shuang’s face.
The speed was so fast that even Ye Chen was caught by surprise.
And so, another clear handprint appeared on Qin Shuang’s face.
Qin Shuang covered her numb cheek, her eyes filled with nothing but resentnt.
This bitch, she actually dared to hit her?
Damn it, she would definitely make this bitch pay!
anwhile, Ye Chen’s first reaction after coming to his senses was fury.
He even rushed forward and shoved Yu Dingding harshly.
Yu Dingding lost her balance and fell to the ground, her head striking the edge of a step...
But Ye Chen’s rationality was already engulfed by anger, as if his previous tenderness towards Yu Dingding was fake and his protection of her also false.
He scread hysterically at Yu Dingding: "Yu Dingding, are you trying to ascend to heaven? How dare you hit Shuangshuang? Am I giving you too much face?"
"Since I’m going to be blad for hitting her anyway, why not make it real?"
Yu Dingding turned around, looking at Ye Chen with a smile.
As she spoke, scarlet blood dripped from the corner of her forehead, like a wilting rose shedding its petals incessantly.
Ye Chen did not expect his shove to cause a cut on Yu Dingding’s forehead, feeling a suffocating tightness in his chest as if he could barely breathe.
Yet Qin Shuang’s sobbing cries of woe caused him to beco irrationally irritated, and he chose to calm her down first.
"Shuangshuang, stop crying. You have asthma, be careful you don’t trigger an attack."
But Qin Shuang’s response was an even more plaintive and broken cry.
Ye Chen couldn’t stand to see Qin Shuang crying her eyes out and began forcefully ordering Yu Dingding: "Apologize to Shuangshuang imdiately!"
As long as Yu Dingding showed humility, he would imdiately go find a first aid kit to treat her wound.
But Yu Dingding smirked and replied: "She deserves my apology?"
Ye Chen couldn’t suppress his anger: "Yu Dingding, get out of here! Far away..."
"Understood." Yu Dingding suppressed her laughter, straightened her spine, and headed towards the door to leave.
Ye Chen never thought Yu Dingding would be so obedient.
As he watched Yu Dingding really start to open the door, he suddenly felt panicked.
He wanted to chase after her and drag her back.
But Qin Shuang quickly noticed that Ye Chen was distracted because of Yu Dingding, her heart felt like it had been struck by a heavy blow!
How could Ye Chen ignore her tears because of soone else?
The feeling was awful, like soone was about to take away a toy that belonged to her.
Naturally, Qin Shuang wouldn’t let Ye Chen ignore her just like that, she quickly grabbed the sleeve of his shirt, and started to gasp for breath.
"Brother Chen, I..."
Ye Chen turned around and saw Qin Shuang looking like she was struggling to breathe, he naturally couldn’t chase after Yu Dingding anymore.
"Having an asthma attack? Where’s the dicine, where is it?"
Qin Shuang gasped while pointing towards her suitcase placed at the doorstep.
Ye Chen quickly ran to the suitcase, found Qin Shuang’s asthma dication inside, and sprayed it for her.
Once Qin Shuang’s breathing eased a little, he carried her up to the bedroom upstairs.
"Shuangshuang, rest well here."
After covering Qin Shuang with a blanket, Ye Chen was about to leave the room.
But at that mont, Qin Shuang grabbed his sleeve again, "Brother Chen, please don’t go, okay?"
Qin Shuang looked frail and pale, especially after being slapped twice and crying, which made Ye Chen unable to refuse.
So he drew back his about-to-depart steps, sat down beside the bed, holding her hand, "Go to sleep, I’ll watch over you."
"Mmm."
Having received Ye Chen’s agreent, Qin Shuang finally closed her eyes in peace.
Ye Chen, however, looked out the window where dark clouds gathered, the sky looked as if it would snow heavily at any mont, and he couldn’t help but worry about Yu Dingding.
It was bitterly cold, and she had just run out wearing only his shirt, not even wearing pants, with a wound on her forehead.
He worried that Yu Dingding might get frostbite, he worried about her wound getting infected, and he was even more concerned that her appearance might attract perverts.
He wanted to go out looking for Yu Dingding, but every ti he moved, Qin Shuang’s grip on his hand would suddenly tighten...
*
The first day of the lunar new year, Fu Youhan should have returned to the Fu Family early in the morning.
When Jiang Moxi woke up, she could no longer see him, there had only been a new ssage from him on her phone.
"Rember to have breakfast, I’ll be back tonight."
Jiang Moxi freshened up and sat at the dining table, which was filled with various Chinese snacks.
But what touched Jiang Moxi’s heart the most was the pair of training chopsticks.
She had to admit, this man’s thoughtfulness was really captivating.
So, while she was eating breakfast, she sent a ssage to Fu Youhan: "Thank you."
At this ti, the Fu Family’s old mansion was bustling with activity, with batches of dignitaries and relatives coming to pay New Year’s visits.
The person who received the most attention, treated with the most courtesy and respect, was not Old Master Fu, nor Old Madam Fu, nor the current head of the Fu Family, but Fu Youhan.
Even though he was still in a wheelchair, his presence was extraordinary.
And people had placed high hopes in him, believing he would return to the pinnacle of Yan City’s elite, and even achieve new accomplishnts.
The other mbers of the Fu Family were envious of Fu Youhan, yet they also hoped that, like ten years ago, he would attract foreign capital from Wall Street, allowing the Fu Family to soar once again.
So even though they were not happy about it, they could only greet Fu Youhan with smiles in his presence.
Seeing that Fu Youhan had been looking at his phone since a while ago, paying no attention to the guests’ inquiries, Old Master Fu asked, "Youhan, who are you chatting with? Wangning?"
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