University student Qin Xiaoyu died with deep regrets, betrayed by a scumbag. Reborn, she finds herself in the body of a 25-year-old young widow with depression and two children, living in the 1980s...
"Alright." A Lei actually let go, and Qin Xiaoyu took advantage of the gap to quickly slip down from the hanging basket. She didn't even dare to sit down and stood behind another rattan chair for self-defense, ready to escape at any time.
"You don't need to do this. If I want to do something, you can't escape it." A Lei sat back down helplessly.
"Anyway, I'll repay the favor I owe you," Qin Xiaoyu said nervously.
How will you pay it back?
"Pay back with money, but give me time!"
Do you think I'm short of money?
"We don't need it," Qin Xiaoyu said with difficulty.
"You're quite perceptive. I don't lack money, and I don't lack people. What I lack is you."
"I do not understand."
"Let me put it this way, from childhood to adulthood, I've never failed to get what I wanted, and I've never been rejected. If you want me to give up, it's easy. Just agree to be my woman, and I probably won't contact you again in less than a month." A Lei said it very casually, but Qin Xiaoyu had already etched the word "shameless" deeply into his face with her gaze.
If looks could kill, he would be torn to pieces by now. She couldn't believe that such a seemingly pure man could have such a filthy heart. Were all men in the world the same? Did they think only with their lower bodies?
"Are you considering it?" Are asked seriously.
"I disagree. This is an unequal treaty." Qin Xiaoyu shook her head vigorously, her face pale.
"When you were with Zhou Xing, it caused quite a stir because your status wasn't good enough for him. Now are you saying that I'm not even as good as Zhou Xing, or that I've wronged you?" A Lei asked with a helpless expression.
“You are wonderful, but I am not good enough for you. So I will not accept you. I cannot let you suffer.” Qin Xiaoyu’s expression was solemn.
"That's interesting. What if I'd rather suffer injustice?" A Lei became even more interested in her.
"No need! Don't make yourself suffer. I'm leaving." Qin Xiaoyu kept glancing at the stairs, and took advantage of his inattention to run away.
"Don't run away, sigh." A Lei looked at Qin Xiaoyu running downstairs with disbelief. Was this woman stupid? Did she think she could escape by running?
"Open the door for her," A Lei sighed silently, and still called the security guard.
Qin Xiaoyu was the smartest and most shrewd woman he had ever met. She was ruthless when it came to business, a combination of gentleness and firmness.
She's not exactly lacking in emotional intelligence, and gets along well with everyone, but she just can't seem to make sense when it comes to men. She also has a certain naiveté, but it's precisely this naiveté that makes A Lei unable to resist her—it's something that can't be replicated.
Qin Xiaoyu naturally thought she could escape; she still remembered the way she came.
She had no trouble getting through; even the large iron gate at the entrance was open.
She ran outside the house, and the large iron gate was flung open. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, bend over to catch her breath, and calm down.
I'll never eat food from the Lei family again, even if you beat me to death. They're clearly insane.
She had been running too fast and hadn't noticed, only now realizing she'd twisted her ankle; every step was excruciatingly painful. She could only limp forward, the farther away from the Lei family's house, the safer she would be.
It was already dark. This area was already remote, with few streetlights and hardly any pedestrians on the road. Qin Xiaoyu wasn't very familiar with the area, and after walking through two blocks, she felt a little disoriented.
She looked around blankly. The roads led in all directions, and the surrounding buildings had lost their original appearance under the cover of night. She was lost.
The Cherokee quietly followed, and Are rolled down the window, not even glancing at her, just following silently.
Qin Xiaoyu was startled at first, then walked more solemnly, not wanting to embarrass herself any further.
"Why did you stop running?" After following him for a while, A Lei noticed that he seemed to have circled back to the starting point.
"I'm lost," Qin Xiaoyu said pitifully. A wave of inexplicable despair washed over her, and she squatted down on the ground, burying her face in her knees, and began to sob.
"Don't do this, get in the car, I'll take you home." A Lei was at his wit's end with her.
"Really?" Qin Xiaoyu jumped up, then winced as her ankle hurt.
She didn't go to the passenger seat, but went straight to the back.
“You’re behaving like the girls I used to bully in school. I don’t like forcing people to do things they don’t want to do.” A Lei stopped looking at her and quietly started driving.
"You've been bullying me all along!" Qin Xiaoyu muttered under her breath.
"If I were to bully you, would you still be here?" A Lei was amused by her words.
"I don't care, I hold grudges anyway." Qin Xiaoyu regretted her words immediately. She was still in someone else's hands. She curled her tongue, puffed out her cheeks, and refused to speak again.
“You look like an angry toad,” A Lei said suddenly, glancing at himself in the rearview mirror.
"You're the toad, your whole family are toads!" Qin Xiaoyu wasn't one to back down; she wasn't going to be outdone.
Without warning, A Lei made a 90-degree turn, turning the car around.
"No! I'm a toad, I am!" Qin Xiaoyu knew when to back down.
"Apologize!"
"I was wrong!"
"Imitate the croaking of a frog"
"..."
"You don't want to learn, huh?"
"Quack".
"..."
After making a sound that wasn't her own, Qin Xiaoyu was so ashamed that she couldn't lift her head, covered her face, and slumped back into her seat.
The car turned ninety degrees again, returning to its original direction, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"What do you expect me to do with you?" Before she got out of the car, A Lei turned around and said this.
"If you catch me again, I'm not Qin!" Qin Xiaoyu swam away as fast as a fish.
She tossed and turned in bed all night, only managing to drift off to sleep as dawn broke.
"Where did you go last night? You didn't even say goodbye." Zhou Yue, who had made breakfast, interrogated her angrily.
"A friend treated me to dinner, and I got back a little late," Qin Xiaoyu replied softly, feeling guilty as her face turned red.
Zhou Yue was straightforward, but not stupid. She understood what was going on, and stared blankly for a while while biting into her steamed bun, refusing to speak anymore.
When Qin Xiaoyu went downstairs, she felt a sharp pain in her ankle. She managed to take her two children to school and kindergarten, and then rushed to the hospital.
Commander Zhou's illness has subsided, and he's insisting on being discharged. Deng Jianyan is trying to calm him down.
"Brother Deng, I sprained my ankle, please take a look," Qin Xiaoyu said with a worried look.
"You're so old, and you still can't see where you're going!" Zhou Xing's mother exploded first. She came over, took off Qin Xiaoyu's shoes, squatted down, and held her feet in her arms. When she saw them, she gasped and slapped her, scolding, "When did you get hurt? Why didn't you come to the hospital right away? Look how swollen it is!"
“The child is injured, and you still hit him! Let me see.” Commander Zhou also got out of bed and came over to check.
"I'd like to say to you both, I'm the doctor," Deng Jianyan said helplessly, having been squeezed out of the way.
"Come here, come and take a look." Commander Zhou hurriedly made way for him.
Ten minutes later, Qin Xiaoyu's feet were covered with a thick layer of herbal medicine, and the pain was relieved, but Deng Jianyan's medical advice was to minimize activity.
"Brother Deng, do you think I can still function if I don't move around much?" Qin Xiaoyu looked at him pitifully.