Qiao Yiyang felt that she seemed to have said thank you to her a lot lately.
Besides that statement, did I really help her a lot?
Is there nothing else to say?
Remembering what Song Xingyao had said earlier, he was about to get up and give her some space to calm down when he heard her speak softly.
Aren't you curious why he came to find me?
Her eyes held a mixture of distress and hesitation, but Anna was unaware of the source of these emotions; she simply kept rambling on and on.
Qiao Yiyang sat beside her, listening to her talk about the man's alcoholism and domestic violence, and then about how she had struggled to get rid of him...
He listened with a furrowed brow for almost the entire time, his chest burning with anger, but he couldn't show it in front of her.
He finally understood why Anna was so assertive at school, and why she was so devastated and heartbroken after An Ye's death, yet unwilling to accept any kindness from others.
She almost single-handedly supported her entire family, yet she was just a girl who should have been carefree and striving for success.
...
Qiao Yiyang's silence made Anna belatedly realize what was happening. She pretended to be relaxed and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qiao, I've made you laugh again. I'll find a way to compensate you for your car."
Upon hearing her words, Qiao Yiyang's expression darkened, and she looked at her without saying a word.
She always calculated things very clearly. Tonight, even though she was saving her, the incident of hitting the railing had nothing to do with her, but she still took the blame upon herself.
He sighed and asked earnestly, "Anna, aren't you tired?"
The man's question struck her heart so hard that her nose tingled with tears. She didn't speak, but her eyes reddened slightly. She turned her face away, not wanting him to see her expression.
Qiao Yiyang resisted the urge to turn her face to look at him and got up from the sofa.
"You can rest here tonight. I'll head back now. If you need anything, just tell the housekeeper. Perhaps you'd prefer to be alone."
The last word was accompanied by a soft sigh.
Anna raised her hand only after he had passed in front of her, but grasped at nothing, only touching the man's sleeve before pulling it back.
After seeing Qiao Yiyang give a few instructions to the housekeeper, she left without looking back.
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, but she didn't cry out.
The butler wisely refrained from disturbing her. Only after she had calmed down a bit did he approach her respectfully and say, "Miss An, the room is ready. Please come with me."
Anna tossed and turned in bed, her mind filled with the image of him leaving with a hint of disappointment.
Yes! How could someone like him, with my circumstances, possibly be worthy of such a dazzling person?
He has already helped you a lot, so don't have any other thoughts about him. He was just doing it on a whim, just like when he spoke up for you on campus back then.
He has no need to come into contact with such a despicable past.
With pleasant aromatherapy burning in the room, Anna drifted off to sleep.
Qiao Yiyang drove his car into the Qiao family's parking lot. Sitting in the car, all he could think about was the image of that woman with red eyes, trying to hold back her tears, before she left.
He leaned back weakly against the leather chair and rubbed his temples.
Why don't you ask for help when there are people around you who can help you?
Why is she carrying this on her own back when it has nothing to do with her?
Qiao Yiyang truly didn't understand. His family education taught him to make good use of all available resources to achieve his goals, and that's what he had always done.
But when facing Anna, he always felt somewhat helpless; he never imagined he would act so impulsively as he did tonight.
When the maid saw how badly the car had been damaged, she knocked on his window, which finally drew his attention back to the car.
"Young master, is this your car?"
He handed over the keys nonchalantly, his tone tinged with a hint of sullen annoyance, "No need to fix it, just send it to be scrapped."
"Yes," he said, taking the keys. Looking at the wrecked car and Qiao Yiyang's departing figure, he muttered to himself, "Why does it seem like the young master is in a bad mood today? He seemed quite happy when he drove off..."
Because of the delay, Mr. and Mrs. Qiao had already rested, and all they saw was Qiao Yiming, who had come down to the living room hungry and looking for something to eat.
Qiao Yiming was already feeling guilty. Before he could even take a bite of the egg tart, he saw his older brother's dark face and couldn't bring himself to say anything coherent.
He glanced at Qiao Yiming, who had been caught cheating, and wanted to ask him something, but he held back and didn't say anything.
He turned around and went back to his room.
Qiao Yiming glanced at his retreating figure and muttered, "What's wrong? Why the long face? Didn't you say you were taking Anna back?"
After saying that, she put the egg tart in her hand into her mouth, and the original tension disappeared because of the delicious taste.
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In the conference room, Ang threw a thick stack of documents on the table with a loud thud.
Although his complexion was a bit pale from staying up late, a hint of excitement could be seen on his face.
"This is dirty business of the collateral branches of the Sige family. Keep it. I heard he's planning to withdraw from Jiangcheng. I think you'll find it useful."
Zhuo Wen glanced at the things on the table but didn't reach for them.
"Okay, thanks."
Fu Siming, sitting to the side, said, "He's gone back to Jiangcheng. I've acquired almost all the shares I could here. S country is your territory, you know it better than I do."
Without saying anything more, Fu Siming didn't care how Zhuo Wen sought revenge after learning that Zhuo Wen's target was Gu Mai. He only remembered that Zhuo Wen had helped Song Xingyao and, adhering to the principle that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, the two had a lot of contact.
Unlike Gu Mai, Zhuo Wen had no interest in the Jiangcheng market. The Oran Group only had a name in Jiangcheng by continuously injecting cash flow.
But now it seems I got this freebie.
Fu Siming simply felt that Zhuo Wen's way of doing things was very compatible with his own. Revenge was a long-term strategy, but this fish seemed a bit too big, and he didn't know when it would take the bait.
Given the balance of power between Sig and Orland in S country, if they were to actually clash, he wouldn't escape the impact.
After a moment of silence, Zhuo Wen spoke up, "Ang, please get this message to the royal family."
Ever since he saw Gumai outside the prince's reception room last time, he knew that the royal family had long been dissatisfied with the Sigor family's actions, otherwise they wouldn't have personally invited them to talk.
Fu Siming didn't quite agree with his approach and frowned. "Have you thought this through? The royal family will definitely not allow the Orland family to become too powerful. Even if you bring him down now, Orland will still be implicated before a new family is established."
Zhuo Wen seemed surprised that he would say something so evasive, and a smile with a hint of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes: "Of course, if they are only slightly affected, they will pay the price they have to pay."
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