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This scene is unbearable for anyone to witness. Yao Yao was furious and angrily pulled Ziqing off the bed. This was her bed, how could she tolerate this third party dirtying it.
"What are you doing?" Ziqing exclaimed as she was thrown, luckily caught by Song Wenjun before falling to the ground.
Song Wenjun glared at Yao Yao with regret, and tenderly helped Ziqing, "Don't be upset, we'll leave right away. She's just this kind of person."
Yao Yao was unwilling to accept it and cursed, "Who the hell am I? Song Wenjun, quickly take your mistress and get out of my house."
Ziqing angrily shook off Song Wenjun's hand and pointed at Yao Yao, shouting, "Who's the mistress? Who's the mistress?"
"Song Wenjun, do you feel embarrassed enough? Do you have to wait until there's bloodshed before you're satisfied? Hurry up and take her away." I stepped forward to stop Ziqing, knowing that they would start fighting in the next second.
Song Wenjun grabbed Ziqing and dragged the suitcase with one hand, saying, "Ziqing, let's go. Don't stoop to her level."
"Get out, get out. You live off me, eat off me, and you still have the nerve to confront me? You're not allowed to take any of the things I bought for you." Yao Yao was furious and wanted to give him a few slaps, but I held her back.
Seeing Yao Yao rushing at him like a madwoman, Song Wenjun knew he wouldn't stop until he was dead.
"I've taken off my underwear, and I don't need your things either."
"And the suitcase is bought by me." Yao Yao struggled to go forward, he quickly pulled Ziqing out of the bedroom, threw two hundred yuan on the ground, "Here's the money for the suitcase, take it."
Bang!
"Yao Yao casually threw the table lamp next to her, luckily he walked away quickly, otherwise he would have been in trouble.
"Crazy woman, luckily you broke up with her, otherwise you wouldn't even know if she would have killed you one day."
Song Wenjun's voice was very low: "Yes, yes, yes. Let's go quickly."
Ziqing has won, she is walking with a joyful expression, holding Song Wenjun, "Yes, my dear, let's go back to our own home."
Bang! The heavy sound of the door closing, Yao Yao closed the door, her face turning green with anger, her chest heaving.
"Have some water." I poured her a glass of water, and she gulped it down.
Yao Yao fell onto the sofa and burst into laughter.
I was so scared that I quickly put down the cup and asked cautiously, "Are you, are you not going crazy with anger?"
Yao Yao shook her head at me, finally stopped laughing, and said with relief, "I would have been soft-hearted when facing Song Wenjun, but just now, when I saw him and that third party rolling out, I wasn't very angry, but rather relieved."
I just looked at her, pursed my lips and shook my head to indicate that I didn't understand.
She leaned in, getting closer to me, and asked, "Actually, I don't know if I want to marry Song Wenjun because I love him, or if it's just because we've been together for so many years and it's the natural next step?"
I couldn't answer because I don't have enough experience in this area. My relationship with Wang Ze only lasted for half a year and ended in failure.
I smiled awkwardly and said, "I thought you might do something rash."
Yao Yao leaned back on the sofa, raised her head, and looked at the ceiling.
She said softly, "Yesterday, I was indeed confused, but today, I won't be like yesterday."
I breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good then."
Yao Yao smiled at me, "Don't worry, I'm not a fool who would hang myself on a tree."
She could say that, which means she really saw through it. A man like Song Wenjun, if you don't kick him out, would you still keep him for the New Year? Fortunately, even if she found out, she could cut her losses in time.
Yao Yao suddenly sat up, tapped her forehead as if remembering something. She stood up in panic, grabbed my arm, and said, "I'm going to Qingyun Temple this weekend to find the Taoist who gave me the fortune-telling slip."
I was shocked by her words, "Are you going to settle the score with him?"
She begged for a good fortune slip, came back happily, but ended up being dumped by her boyfriend. Yao Yao must think that the slip was not effective, and naturally, the fortune-teller is to blame.
Yao Yao said seriously, "Of course. What's the point of drawing a good fortune stick? It's better to draw a bad one."
I hurriedly stopped her, "No, you can't do this. It's disrespectful to the gods."
Yao Yao looked at me puzzled and asked, "Ling Xiaomeng, don't you believe in these things?"
I hesitated and said, "Yes, I don't believe it. But..." That night, Zhou Heng had already told her the true meaning of that signature, and besides, I can't go to Qingyun Temple now.
"You need to explain it to me clearly," Yao Yao saw my dilemma and my hesitant attitude, and she was even more persistent.
"Ling Xiaomeng, what did you and Zhou Heng talk about last night? Don't hide it from me, I can handle anything now."
I shook off her hand and walked to the side. "Oh, that slip of paper, you didn't hear the diviner's meaning clearly." I relayed Zhou Heng's exact words to Yao Yao, and she instantly understood. However, Yao Yao said, "Then I should go there even more."
Me: "?"
Yao Yao: "You know, if I want to succeed in my career, don't I need to seek the blessings of the Bodhisattva?"
I was speechless. There was a glint of gold in Yao Yao's eyes, as if a pile of gold was waving at her.
"Xiao Meng, will you accompany me? My entire future depends on it."
Yao Yao pleaded with me, saying, "I want to work hard, earn money, and become a nabobess." I sighed helplessly, realizing that I couldn't accompany her to Qingyun Temple on the weekend. "Xiao Meng..."
"I have to meet with a client this weekend."
" Xiao Meng Meng...."
"It's a client arranged by Du Yuwei, I dare not refuse."
"Ling Xiaomeng."
"......."
In the next few days, Yao Yao really changed. She stopped chatting and daydreaming during work hours, and instead worked hard, taking orders seriously. Du Yuwei was pleased and praised her, saying, "This young one can be taught and has a bright future." Yao Yao humbly bowed and said, "Thank you for your praise, boss." I stood on the side, feeling goosebumps all over and shivering.
Du Yuwei turned to look at me and said with a smile, " Xiao Meng, look at how proper Yao Yao's attitude is. You should learn from her."
I coldly snorted, "Old Boss, go wherever you can stay cool and don't disturb me from drawing. Don't you still have to meet with clients this weekend?"
Du Yuwei immediately understood and smiled at me, "Alright, you make the revisions well and don't let the clients down."
I forced a smile and said, "I understand." Du Yuwei is like a person who has fallen into a money pit, with money on the brain. However, the thought of getting a year-end bonus filled me with energy, and I quickly immersed myself in my work.
Saturday, well, it seems that this Saturday is destined to be anything but peaceful.
Yao Yao is going to Qingyun Temple, I think I may never want to set foot in that place again.
I can't help but think of Zhou Heng again. After that night, we never contacted each other again.
I just smile to myself, why bother to disturb others?
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