Mr. Cheng and his family are free now, so they said they would drive Cheng Qicai back.
She had no reason to refuse, and it saved her the time of transferring, so she happily got into Mr. Cheng's car.
Inside the car, Ms. Yun and Mr. Cheng were chatting away. But when Cheng Qicai heard Ms. Yun call her name, she knew something terrible had happened.
Sure enough, the next second, Ms. Yun's words made her heart skip a beat, "Qicai, I asked those aunties to show you some more boys. I'll send them to you after I've seen them. Remember to have a good chat with them."
She hesitated for a moment, but under the pressure of Ms. Yun's gaze, she forced herself to nod.
Good heavens, she's so busy that if she lies in bed for a minute, she'll just close her eyes and fall asleep. How could she possibly have time to do this?
But she couldn't explain much, so she could only swallow her bitterness and suffer in silence.
Upon arriving at Chengqicai Residential Area, Ms. Yun said she wanted to go upstairs for a while.
Cheng Qicai had a headache. Every time Ms. Yun came before, she would find fault with her, especially the first time she came. Looking at the pile of useless trinkets in her house, she would criticize her for a long time.
Later, when more came, we still had to find fault with them.
But she couldn't stop her from coming; after all, she was still her mother.
If she dares to say that, she'll be someone who can never go home again.
When they arrived at her house, Ms. Yun looked around and began to criticize her: "I told you last time, you should buy fewer of these little kids' toys. They're so full that there's no room for anyone to step on them."
These little trinkets are a must-have for Ms. Yun every time she comes, so Cheng Qicai calmly washed a plate of strawberries and brought them to her.
So that her mouth won't get dry later.
“Beixiu, Qicai likes these things. Everyone has hobbies these days,” Mr. Cheng advised from the side. “It’s like you like playing mahjong.”
Ms. Yun was taken aback by what she heard. She paused for a moment, then continued, "There's a limit to how much you can do this. She's liked these things since she was little, but I don't know how she developed this hobby. She's had plenty of toys growing up, hasn't she?"
Cheng Qicai was taken aback by Ms. Yun's words. Before she awakened, she simply liked what she liked, without any explanation.
But now she might know the reason. She thinks it's because she grew up in an orphanage in her previous life, where toys were shared. She longed to have a toy that was exclusively hers.
So in this life, she wants to have a lot of these things, perhaps just to make up for a small wish she had in her previous life.
Cheng Qicai listened absentmindedly to Ms. Yun's words, eating strawberries as she did so. She listened to what she thought was nice, and treated what she thought was unpleasant as a chant.
Ms. Yun was still talking to Cheng Qicai when there was a sudden knock on the front door.
Cheng Qicai was taken aback, wondering who would be looking for her so late at night...
But after thinking for a while, a figure suddenly popped into my mind. It's so late; it could only be him...
This was her gut feeling, and it should also be the truth, because after Yun Suni moved out, no one came to knock on her door anymore, let alone so late at night.
Moreover, she was very familiar with the force of her knocking—two light knocks, just like Gu Rongqi's style, gentle yet restrained.
No way!!! Cheng Qicai cried out inwardly.
She glanced at Ms. Yun and Mr. Cheng sitting on the sofa, and her body tensed up instantly.
"Does it sound like someone is knocking on the door?" Ms. Yun listened intently.
"Really?" Cheng Qicai stood up abruptly, her body stiff, and her tone was very curt. "I'll go take a look."
She walked to the door with a hurried pace and first glanced through the peephole.
As expected, Gu Rongqi was indeed standing outside.
She opened the door and saw Gu Rongqi's mouth move slightly. She immediately took a big step forward, stood in front of Gu Rongqi, and then raised her hand to cover Gu Rongqi's mouth.
She nervously looked up at Gu Rongqi, her eyes filled with panic.
Startled by Cheng Qicai's sudden approach, Gu Rongqi almost dropped what he was holding.
He also had to endure the force of Cheng Qicai covering his mouth, which caused his body to lean back slightly.
But when he saw Cheng Qicai's eyes, he was immediately drawn to them again, and unconsciously moved forward a little closer to Cheng Qicai's body.
His hand was restless at his side.
The light in his eyes suddenly became aggressive, which reminded Cheng Qicai of that day in the car when Gu Rongqi looked at her with the same eyes.
Provoked, Cheng Qicai pressed her hand on his mouth even harder, and she could see his head move backward with the force of her pressure.
She could also feel the softness under her palm. Realizing what it was, Cheng Qicai blushed, but she still didn't dare to let go.
Gu Rongqi looked at her flushed face, his sharp gaze softened, and he kept quiet as she had asked.
He could feel the softness of her hand on his face, and his breath carried the sweet scent of strawberries from her hand.
His throat felt a little itchy, and he unconsciously wanted to lick his dry lips, but then his jaw tightened, stopping his tongue from moving.
Not to mention the tip of the tongue, now even the slightest movement of the lips is equivalent to kissing Cheng Qicai's palm.
Although his heart was restless, his expression remained calm, and he even pursed his lips slightly to reduce the possibility of his palm touching Cheng Qicai's.
He lowered his eyes, the confusion in them colliding with the panic in Cheng Qicai's eyes.
"Seven Colors, who is it?" A mature female voice came from inside, accompanied by increasingly close footsteps.
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