He Yi pursed her lips slightly.
I remember Yang Meina grimacing as she told her the story of how she ate three large steamed buns alive, without even daring to drink water.
Helplessness, hatred, resentment, sorrow... a complex mix of emotions reveals the anger in his heart.
The memory of that day lingers in my mind, like a dark cloud that I can't shake off.
Today is the day to celebrate my resignation, and Yang Meina insisted on coming to celebrate properly.
He Yi had already foreseen Chu Fang's fate.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the four of them sat down.
Zhong Tingyue's clear eyes showed obvious doubt. Her childhood friend took out three steamed buns from his bag, placed them directly in front of Chu Fang, and said with a smile, "I heard you like steamed buns, so I bought them specially. It's just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."
“Oh, did I say that?” Zhong Tingyue asked, then replied, “He doesn’t like steamed buns.”
“I love to eat them,” Yang Meina retorted to her best friend, and to prove herself, she turned to Chu Fang and asked, “Tell me, do you love steamed buns?”
"Your kindness is so stingy. I love to eat..." Chu Fang's eyelids twitched, trying to keep his expression calm, and he said carefully, "Um... Steamed buns are good things. They have the effects of replenishing energy, invigorating the spirit, and protecting the stomach and intestines. They are especially easy to digest and absorb for those who have been hungry for three days and three nights."
He Yi bit her lip, using the pain to suppress her overwhelming joy.
Yang Meina's face turned ashen, especially when she heard the words "three days and three nights" and recalled the bloating in her stomach. She had never experienced such a humiliating moment in her life, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.
Zhong Tingyue's gaze swept between the two of them, sensing something was amiss, and she asked with concern, "What's wrong with you two?"
"Nothing much." Chu Fang shook his head. "It was just a friendly exchange. Your childhood friend... your childhood friend... has a good appetite."
Yang Meina's face twitched. Such a way of praising people! She didn't like hearing a single word of it. She opened her mouth, just about to speak, when Zhong Tingyue interrupted her, put the three steamed buns in the refrigerator, and said seriously, "There are four dishes and a soup on the table. Why eat steamed buns?"
Yang Meina and Chu Fang looked at each other.
Eat those three steamed buns quickly, otherwise...
Otherwise what?
Otherwise, I'm her childhood friend, and I have a hundred ways to mess with you and talk bad about you behind your back.
She won't believe it.
meeting.
... ...
Chu Fang disconnected, crossed his legs, leaned back, glanced at Yang Meina, and struck a confident pose.
If their relationship can be so easily swayed by their childhood friend, how can they possibly grow old together?
Yang Meina clenched her fists so tightly that her back teeth almost ground to powder. If looks could kill, Chu Fang would have been torn to pieces by now.
She wouldn't and couldn't possibly sow discord between her childhood friends; she was just making a threat, but she didn't expect that this bitch wouldn't fall for it.
You're really something!
Putting aside the steamed buns part, the whole meal was quite harmonious.
Zhong Tingyue ate her meal happily, like a foodie. Chu Fang occasionally served food to his girlfriend, ignoring Yang Meina's sharp, piercing gaze. He Yi acted as a lubricant, trying to reduce the conflict between the two, but judging from their expressions, they were mortal enemies.
He Yi sighed.
That's difficult.
After dinner, Chu Fang didn't join in the three's chatter and then prepared to leave to go home.
Yang Meina said she needed to go home to do a live broadcast and left quickly. The two walked out of room 2004 together.
As they were leaving, Chu Fang thoughtfully asked Yang Meina if she wanted to take the three steamed buns. He Yi pushed them both out the door and slammed it shut.
"Is there some kind of conflict between them?" Zhong Tingyue asked hesitantly.
nonsense!
Anyone could see that the two were mortal enemies.
Now, He Yi finally understands the saying, "A girl in love has zero IQ."
Zhong Tingyue is such a smart woman. She is good at her job and although she is not good at interpersonal skills, she can still get along well with others. If she performs normally, it is obvious that the two of them are incompatible.
But at this moment, the tone was questioning, not affirmative.
He Yi observed Zhong Tingyue closely; her eyes were fixed solely on Chu Fang, nothing else mattered. She had no time to think; her mind seemed to have stopped functioning...
She smiled and replied, "It's fine."
... ...
As soon as the door closed, Chu Fang and Yang Meina's pupils widened, their eyes filled with each other.
Even loving couples can't do this much.
Chu Fang broke the glare first, rubbing his eyes: "Hey, stop glaring at me, my eyes are sore."
"I'm not sour."
"Then you can keep staring."
He didn't look at her eyes, which were now crossed like a cock's. He wished this woman's heart was as big as her eyes. He opened his room door and was about to close it when Yang Meina pushed the door open and came in.
“Trespassing is illegal,” he said politely.
Yang Meina closed the door, raised her head, and stared at him with her chin: "Believe it or not, I'll accuse you of rape?"
In response, Chu Fang sighed, "Rape isn't scary; it's embarrassing for anyone to talk about it."
He pointed to the rotating camera in the living room: "I have a surveillance camera in my room, you're treacherous."
“... ..."
Yang Meina rubbed her eyes.
After friendly negotiations, Yang Meina referred to it as a threat: if he continued to pursue the matter, she would make his words public and cause his social death.
Anyway, the two of them were finally able to sit down and chat.
Chu Fang poured two cups of tea, hoping to quell her hatred as much as possible. Once her expression seemed to have calmed down, he asked, "What exactly happened back then?"
"What a load of rubbish!" Yang Meina rolled her eyes, her heart clenching at the thought of it, but she still answered the question, "I was investigating what kind of man Tingyue had taken a liking to, and I never expected... ...that she's a slut!"
Yang Meina then explained the whole story, finally clearing up Chu Fang's doubts.
"Oh." He nodded. "Actually, you didn't need to investigate me. You could have just stated your purpose openly. I won't offer you a meal, and you won't be wronged. Besides, my relationship with Zhong Tingyue is developing even faster."
He felt a little regretful.
It's not that he regrets messing with Yang Meina, but rather that he didn't think carefully about the whole incident and just treated it as a joke.
If he had put in a little more effort, he would have hired a private investigator to thoroughly investigate Yang Meina, trace the clues back to Zhong Tingyue, and then understand the other party's feelings.
We don't need to waste a few months.
“If that hadn’t happened, we wouldn’t have known your identity,” Yang Meina replied earnestly. Suddenly, she craned her neck, stared at him with great interest, and asked in a deep voice, “Just how rich is your family?”
Chu Fang thought for a moment and replied honestly, "Do you believe it's an ordinary family?"
Do you think I believe it or not?
Do you think I believe it or not?
He felt helpless.
Nobody believes the truth.
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