Yue Zhongqi chased after him into the elevator: "Comrade Nie Yao, you should really change your temper. These are your children, aren't they? Look at them, each of them is carrying a colorful gift box. The children are all clean and well-behaved, they can be told they have good upbringing. Everyone came all this way to see you, why are you throwing a tantrum?"
Nie Yao pressed the button on the first floor directly: "I've changed my household registration. I've left the Nie family and I'm no longer part of their family."
Yue Zhongqi probably knew that his mother was a concubine.
That's how girls raised by their mothers are—petty, awkward, and fussy.
After grumbling to himself, Yue Zhongqi advised, "Come on, let's go upstairs for dinner and catch up with the kids."
The elevator doors opened, and Nie Yao stepped out: "I'm sorry, I've already cut ties with my past self, and I hate that kind of self-righteous hypocrisy who doesn't understand human suffering. I don't want to face those things."
How can the affection between relatives be called hypocrisy?
Only Yue Zhongqi had the patience to coax Nie Yao out of his strange temper. He patiently said, "Then at least come upstairs and have a meal with me. That hotel is the most upscale in the city, and the ingredients are shipped from Hong Kong. I want to eat there."
Nie Yao had already arrived at the bus stop. Seeing the bus approaching, he took out his ID and said, "Then you can go by yourself."
Yue Zhongqi watched him get into the car and followed after him, saying, "The children want to see you. I look like a pig's head on New Year's Eve. I'm just a decoration and can't attract guests."
He then said to the driver, "Sorry, we're not going."
The buses were packed like sardines, and it was rush hour, so everyone was hurrying home.
The driver was frowning when an older woman yanked Yue Zhongqi inside. The saleswoman shoved him in the backside and slammed the door shut. The car had already left, and Yue Zhongqi, having missed a great meal, was furious.
He felt the saleswoman's hand still on his buttocks and thought to himself, "This must be sexual harassment."
But if it's a beautiful woman, he's fine with it; he'd rather be bothered.
However, as he squeezed his way back to take a look, he heard the salesperson shout, "Comrade, could you please move this big butt a little further in?"
Yue Zhongqi glanced back and saw a saleswoman, and was greatly disappointed.
But when he turned his head again, he smelled a warm fragrance of osmanthus. Upon closer inspection, he saw a pretty, gentle girl in front of him. He could only grimace and endure it, because if he pulled his buttocks up, he would become the girl who was sexually harassing him.
Nie Yao is simply a lunatic—self-centered and willful.
He was all sullen in front of a group of kids just now, but now he's all smiles and leaning over to ask, "Are you trying to woo a girl?"
Yue Zhongqi noticed the words "Civil Affairs Bureau" on the document bag in the girl's hand, guessing that she worked there. He also noticed that the girl was pretty and had a stubborn streak, which was exactly his type. Forgetting about the big meal, he nodded and said, "Hmm, I just don't know how to get in touch with her."
Nie Yao said, "I'll go with you. Let's get out of the car and chase after her!"
Yue Zhongqi frowned: "That's not a good idea."
He added, "If we act recklessly like hooligans, I'm afraid I'll get beaten up."
Although Nie Yao has undergone a complete transformation, he was still a wealthy young man in the past, and he said confidently, "You can ask her for her phone number, she will give it to you."
He can ask anyone for their phone number, and they'll give it to him.
But whether Yue Zhongqi will give it to the girl or not is another matter.
But let's give it a try. It's a rare opportunity to get out here; who knows, we might be able to get their phone number.
So the two of them, blinded by lust, forgot all about the hotel and abandoned their relationship.
After getting off the bus, Yue Zhongqi called Chen Rou, made up a lie that Nie Yao was too busy with work to eat and that they would meet another day, and then went with Nie Yao to pursue the girl.
Inside the restaurant, the Nie siblings, who had arrived with great enthusiasm, were now deathly silent.
There was indeed a sumptuous meal, with abalone, lobster, and all sorts of delicacies.
The siblings sat there, stunned for a long time. Nie Jiajun wanted to ask Chen Rou something, but he swallowed the words back. Nie Han was the same; she wanted to speak, but then fell silent.
Finally, Nie Jiayu said, "So we've always misunderstood my uncle."
No one responded, so he muttered to himself, "It's because my second uncle doesn't want us anymore; he can't even be bothered to look at us."
Still no one answered, so he asked Chen Rou again, "Why?"
Chen Rou enjoys doing big things like killing pirates and catching bad guys, and hates housework the most.
She understood Nie Yao's mindset: since he wanted to cut ties with the past, he might as well do it cleanly.
He didn't want to see old friends either, because he was still just an unknown reporter, and being pitied and sympathized with by a group of children was too much for his pride to bear, so he simply preferred not to see them.
The children of wealthy families are spoiled from a young age, able to leave whenever they want and throw tantrums at will.
Chen Rou was too lazy to explain. Just then, Yue Zhongqi called, and she simply put the phone on speakerphone. The children heard what he said, and since they heard that they could meet again in a few days, the siblings finally felt a little better.
Meanwhile, their attention finally shifted to Nie Yao himself.
In fact, Nie Yao is a bit too thoughtful and too sensitive.
Instead of laughing at him or pitying him, the children all admired him.
Nie Han said, "Although my second uncle has become darker and rougher, I feel he is so manly and handsome."
Nie Jiajun said with a smile, "Moreover, he has a very military bearing, and that green uniform suits him very well."
Nie Jiayu raised his fist: "I suspect he has more muscle now than me. I think his shoulders have broadened quite a bit."
The group continued to brainstorm, imagining Nie Yao's life on the mainland.
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