No matter what, you can't hit someone who's smiling.
Besides, Li Xiu'e hasn't started anything, so she doesn't need to argue with him.
Haven't you noticed? Her public persona is always that of someone warm, generous, and forgiving, but what she's really like in private... well, it's hard to say, a bit difficult to judge.
The group entered the house, with Qi Ye and Shen Fenghua, as the hosts, trailing behind. After everyone had gone inside, Qi Ye said in a low, aggrieved voice, "Why didn't you tell me anything?"
"Did I make you feel unreliable?"
Qi Ye felt wronged from the bottom of his heart. He felt that Feng Hua did not treat him as someone to rely on for advice, and now that something had happened, he still had to bear it all by himself.
But then she thought, even if she had been wronged at that time, she had nowhere to speak of it.
He was on a mission at the time, so even if he knew, he could only worry helplessly.
Having figured it out, Qi Ye sighed to himself, "I'm sorry, this is my fault."
Shen Fenghua had no idea that Qi Ye could think so much in the blink of an eye. Hearing this, she was somewhat amused and exasperated. "Alright, don't look so long-faced. Let's go inside first. We can sit down and talk about it slowly after the factory manager leaves."
After offering a simple reassurance, Qi Ye and Shen Fenghua went inside.
Grandma was boiling water, and the two children brought in teacups in a very serious manner. Nian'an was holding the family's small sugar jar and, with a small soup spoon, solemnly put white sugar into each bowl.
The factory manager looked at the two children and doted on them immensely.
He turned to Shen Fenghua and asked, "These are your two sons?"
"Okay!" Shen Fenghua smiled and pulled the two children to greet him, "Nianping, Nian'an, call him uncle."
Factory manager: "!!!"
He quickly interrupted, "Stop, stop, stop!"
The two children looked completely bewildered, and even Shen Fenghua was puzzled. "What's wrong, Uncle?"
The factory manager was speechless. He sighed, "What did you call me?"
“I call you uncle, so…”
Wait a minute, even Shen Fenghua, who was a beat slower, realized something was wrong and gave an awkward laugh, "Hehe, it seems we're from different generations."
"You child, you're being silly!"
Shen Fenghua, with his thick skin, even managed to flatter him innocently, saying, "This can't be blamed on me. It's mainly because our uncle looks too young."
Her words made the factory manager laugh out loud. "You, you really have a mouth. You can make even a deaf person happy."
Shen Fenghua also laughed, "This isn't me flattering you, Uncle. If you don't believe me, you can go ask Sister Yanran."
What else could Li Yanran say? "Yes, yes, she looks young. It's not Fenghua's fault for calling her by the wrong name, it's your fault."
The factory manager was overjoyed. Although she knew it was flattery, she just felt comfortable listening to some people's flattery.
After laughing, the factory manager gave each of the two children a small red envelope and sent them away. Only then did he begin to explain the main purpose of his trip with a serious expression, "Alright, I won't joke around with you anymore. I have a lot of things to do at home, so I'll leave as soon as I'm done."
"Look, here comes Li Xiu'e to apologize to you."
After Li Xiu'e came in, she was like an invisible person. Now that she heard the factory manager call her name, she rubbed her hands awkwardly, lowered her head, and apologized in a muffled voice.
"Xiao Shen, I'm really sorry. I don't have any major problems, but I just can't control my mouth. This time, I've learned my lesson, and I promise I won't say anything more."
Shen Fenghua glanced at Li Xiu'e. To be honest, she couldn't see any sincerity in Li Xiu'e's attitude; all she saw was perfunctoriness and regret.
As for regrets...
The two had known each other for a while, so they could guess the general idea. They just felt that Shen Fenghua had made a big fuss this time, leaving her feeling embarrassed and regretful.
A sarcastic smile appeared in Shen Fenghua's eyes. Some people only know the pain when the knife falls on their own body.
Frankly speaking, regardless of whether Li Xiu'e is truly repentant, it will have a negligible impact on Shen Fenghua. She will be promoted during the Spring Festival this year, and when she leaves this office, she won't even need to say hello if they bump into each other at the steel factory.
Whether she is sincere or not is not important.
Shen Fenghua is a pragmatic person. Instead of making up nonsense like this, he might as well take advantage of the moment to get some real benefits back.
She had just glanced at it briefly; the bag contained quite a lot of things—two bags, enough to last a week at home.
Why not take advantage of a free lunch?
However, letting it go so easily is not in Shen Fenghua's nature.
She picked at her ear, frowned, and looked surprised. "Director Li, what did you just say? Your voice was too soft. I didn't hear you clearly. Could you please repeat it?"
Shen Fenghua's face was blatantly apologetic, but the smile in her eyes, and her smug look of watching the show, were practically overflowing.
Li Xiu'e: "..."
She was so angry she almost fainted.
What's wrong with her? Didn't she see she'd already given in? Does she even know what it means to know when to stop?
Thinking of this, Li Xiu'e looked at Director He with a wronged expression.
She hoped Director He could intervene on her behalf, at least reprimand Shen Fenghua and tell her to stop while she was ahead. All the things she bought—so many old things—had cost her more than a week's salary!
No way, just thinking about it makes my wallet ache.
But then she thought, "They say you're obligated to someone who feeds you, and you're bound to accept gifts from them." Even if Shen Fenghua was only concerned about these things, she shouldn't make things difficult for herself.
So, Li Xiu'e openly raised her head and rolled her eyes at Shen Fenghua.
Director He: "...?"
Are you sick? Why don't you strike while the iron is hot, apologize quickly, and let this matter drop? What are you still standing there for?
“Xiu’e,” Director He tugged at Li Xiu’e, “apologize.”
Li Xiu'e pursed her lips and remained silent, and the scene became somewhat quiet for a moment.
Shen Fenghua's smile vanished, and she snorted coldly. Just as she was about to speak, Qi Ye, with a livid face, spoke up, "No need to apologize. I don't see any sincerity in it. Director He, please leave."
After saying that, Qi Ye looked directly at Li Xiu'e and said, "Li Xiu'e, right? Please get out of my house. You are not welcome here. Don't come here again, whether you have something to do or not."
No one expected Qi Ye to be so impolite, especially Shen Fenghua, who was stunned.
No one expected that Qi Ye, who seemed so quiet and reserved, would actually swear.
The factory manager sighed, "Forget it, forget it. Consider it me being nosy. If you weren't sincere, then don't come. What's the point of coming? To annoy people and cause them trouble?"
Qi Ye's expression was unpleasant. "My partner isn't feeling well. If he's here to cause trouble, he doesn't need to come to our house."
To Li Xiu'e, Qi Ye's behavior was no different from pointing his finger at her and cursing. Her expression was unpleasant. "That's enough. We've already given you the gifts. What more do you want?"
Shen Fenghua: "..."
Suddenly my hands felt itchy.
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