Xie Zhuo's eyes flickered.

Yu Qiao looked up at him. It has to be said that Xie Zhuo was indeed very handsome, a thousand times or ten thousand times more handsome than Xie Heng.

He originally had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with red lips and white teeth. Now, after eating too much spicy food, his cheeks were red, and even his thin lips looked swollen and red, as if they were stained with blood.

His eyes were dark, like an endless expanse of darkness.

The two locked eyes.

Yu Qiao met his gaze and felt a faint sense of possession. Her lips trembled, and she looked away.

Without saying anything more, he called over a waiter and ordered another bowl of seafood porridge.

It was placed in front of Xie Zhuo.

He lowered his head and continued eating.

The two remained silent.

After leaving the hot pot restaurant, Xie Zhu offered, "I'll take you home."

"No need," Yu Qiao said softly. "I plan to go shopping at the mall."

Xie Zhuo answered without hesitation, this time with an unquestionable tone, and directly grabbed Yu Qiao's wrist, saying, "I'll take you there, let's go."

Yu Qiao looked at her tightly clasped arms, then looked up and saw Xie Zhuo's dark face. She didn't say anything more to refuse.

The car was cramped, filled with the unique fragrances of the two individuals.

Yu Qiao turned her head to look out the window and didn't say anything more.

In many ways, Xie Zhuo is indeed an excellent man, but Yu Qiao has no intention of dating for the time being; she wants to be a happy single woman.

Xie Zhuo, having been rejected time and again, stopped trying to find topics to talk about in an awkward manner. His narrow eyes narrowed again and again, flashing with a dark light.

Upon arriving at her destination, Yu Qiao immediately opened the car door and got out.

"Thank you, Xie Zhuo."

With a bang, the car door slammed shut, and Yu Qiao strode into the most bustling shopping mall in City A.

There are eighteen floors in total, and each floor sells different goods.

Yu Qiao arrived at the ninth floor, which was filled with clothing stores. She entered a high-end luxury store.

"Miss, what type of clothes are you looking for?" a well-dressed saleswoman asked as she approached.

"I'll just wander around by myself," Yu Qiao said casually.

She didn't find the clothing style in the store particularly appealing, and there wasn't a dress she particularly liked. After walking to the other side, she blinked and said, "Let me try this dress on."

“Okay.” The saleswoman’s eyes lit up. This dress was a new style, priced at 38,000 yuan. She would get nearly 500 yuan in commission alone.

"I want this dress."

A gentle yet assertive voice rang out.

Yu Qiao looked up and saw Wen Ya.

Wen Ya, holding Xie Heng's arm with a gentle smile on her face, seemed to only then notice Yu Qiao, and covered her mouth in surprise, exclaiming "Oh dear!"

"Yu Qiao, you're here too, what a coincidence."

"You're not, you're not, stalking Ah Heng again, are you?"

A look of disgust flashed across Xie Heng's face, but she couldn't help but feel overjoyed inside.

He knew that Yu Qiao was just putting on a brave face when she said she wanted to break off the engagement!

How could Yu Qiao not like him?

Everyone in the industry knows that Yu Qiao values ​​him more than her own life.

hehe,

This time, if Yu Qiao doesn't return the money to him and kneel down to apologize, he won't forgive her!

Yu Qiao glanced at the two of them indifferently, then said to the salesperson, "I wanted this dress first, so give it to me now."

"Yu Qiao, why are you still like this? You always want to compete with me for everything?" Wen Ya reached out and tugged at her skirt, biting her lip and saying aggrievedly, "Aheng likes me, not you."

Yu Qiao's lips twitched slightly: "What do you want to do?"

"Ma'am, I've already broken off my engagement with Xie Heng. What are you trying to prove by coming here to me?"

"Now you want to take a dress from me? Do you even know what first come, first served?"

Yu Qiao suddenly remembered something, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes: "Besides, do you even have the money to buy this dress?"

Wenya is more like a parasitic plant.

He took four million to go abroad back then, without investing or spending money to increase his own value.

She spent three years lying in bed abroad.

After returning to China, he continued to use Xie Heng's money to spend.

All in all, Wenya had no work experience, and all the money she spent was given to her by others.

Wen Ya was provoked by this remark, and she sneered, "How could I not have money?"

"Yu Qiao, you're just born into a better family than me, and you're rich, but so what? Ah Heng loves me!"

Yu Qiao: "Oh."

Wen Ya was furious at Yu Qiao's attitude. She guessed Xie Heng was still beside her, so she turned to Xie Heng and started crying.

"Aheng, I know it was wrong of me to come back to find you, but I missed you so much while I was abroad."

"It's my fault for coming back. I've caused this mess between you and Yu Qiao. I just didn't expect that she would still hate me to this day."

"We've already returned all that money to her, so why are you still pursuing it?"

Xie Heng grasped Wen Ya's hand, looked at Yu Qiao, and said in a commanding tone, "Yu Qiao, apologize to Wen Ya!"

Yu Qiao: ...

Wen Ya nestled in Xie Heng's arms, a smug smile playing on her lips.

So what if Yu Qiao is the daughter of the Yu family? She still can't outmaneuver her.

In Wenya's heart, Yu Qiao definitely hadn't let go of Xie Heng.

How can you just let go of a three-year relationship like that?!

Yu Qiao was definitely trying to get Ah Heng's attention this way, so they wouldn't fall for it!

When people are speechless, they can't help but laugh out loud. Yu Qiao put down her skirt and looked coldly at Xie Heng.

"Xie Heng, you illegitimate child, how dare you speak to me like that?"

These words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Xie Heng's mind.

Xie Heng's face was ashen, and his fingers were trembling slightly: "Yu Qiao!"

"Did I say something wrong?" Yu Qiao raised an eyebrow: "You're only four months younger than Xie Zhuo, what else could you be but an illegitimate child?"

Yu Qiao sneered repeatedly: "I gave you a little face, and you really dare to take advantage of it."

"I'm warning you one last time. We've broken off our engagement. If you dare to bring Wenya to me again and act crazy, just you wait."

Xie Heng was furious.

At this moment, the gazes of passersby seemed to turn contemptuous, directed at him.

The Yu Qiao of the past would never have spoken to him like that.

Xie Heng's forehead veins bulged, and her voice was filled with anger: "Yu Qiao, you've gone too far."

“This is no way to throw a tantrum. I know you’re trying to get my attention back, but my heart belongs only to Ya Ya.”

Yu Qiao laughed angrily: "You're crazy."

Xie Heng's expression was tense, his face as cold as ice. Yu Qiao's attitude towards him was so different that he was not used to it, and his heart began to feel a dull, tingling pain.

Looking into Yu Qiao's cold gaze, he couldn't see a trace of affection.

Xie Heng's pupils shrank. He didn't believe it, but he stubbornly said, "Yu Qiao, we can never be together in this lifetime."

"I couldn't ask for more." Yu Qiao looked disgusted, her eyes seeming to look at something dirty.

"Like father, like son. Your father cheated on you, and you didn't break off the engagement with me but instead messed around with this woman."

"I find it an eyesore to even look at you."