0040 46 The Importance of Traditional Chinese Culture
Zhou Xiye laughed when he heard this. To be honest, Yi Chenling is quite cute when he doesn't hide his true self.
He's really annoying in bed.
Ling Xingzhi looked over, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Director Zhou, I really offended you last time, and I apologize to you here."
Yi Chenling felt a surge of pride. He had guessed correctly. Ling Xingzhi and Zhou Xiye knew each other. After all, Ling Xingzhi, who was always smiling at everyone, could see that Zhou Xiye's expression was off, so the two must know each other and have some kind of conflict.
"What is it? Director Zhou, why didn't you tell me? As your boyfriend, is there anything I can't know?"
Yi Chenling's entry into the battlefield is bound to set the stage for a major conflict.
Zhou Xiye didn't even glance at him, and said to Ling Xingzhi, "The last time you touched my hand, that thing might not be there next time."
Ling Xingzhi laughed for no apparent reason, but didn't explain further. He looked at Yi Chenling and said, "I didn't expect you to like the auntie type."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Yi Chenling seemed to have sensed something. Was Ling Xingzhi referring to Zhou Xiye as "aunt" a sarcastic remark, or did he intend for them to be of the same generation?
Zhou Xiye felt bored. She had worked hard all afternoon and just wanted to take a nap. She didn't want any arguments. Besides, she was starving. She closed the door and turned to leave.
Yi Chenling was left behind by her.
"Hey, Zhou Xiye, isn't it too much to just sleep with me and leave? Am I still your boyfriend?"
The sound wasn't too loud or too soft; everyone in the hallway heard it.
Zhou Xiye wasn't a shy person. Hearing Yi Chenling behind her saying that Zhou Xiye was a bad woman who slept with him and was irresponsible, Zhou Xiye walked to the elevator, pressed the down button, turned to look at Yi Chenling, and flicked her long hair, "Are you leaving or not?"
Yi Chenling quickened his pace to catch up with her, and they entered the elevator as the doors slowly closed. He glanced at the numbers on the elevator screen, then met Zhou Xiye's gaze in the mirror. "And then? You said you always got first place, and then what?"
Zhou Xiye twitched the corner of his mouth. "That's just for fun in bed. It's meaningless if you talk about it outside of bed."
After they slept together once, Yi Chenling somehow produced a deck of cards. The loser had to take off his clothes, and the two of them slept naked and made love several more times.
It wasn't very interesting, so she started telling her own story. Secrets were exchanged; Yi Chenling wanted to understand Zhou Xiye better through her story, including her weaknesses.
But he didn't tell the truth himself.
Halfway through the game, Zhou Xiye deduced that Yi Chenling was lying, and without saying a word, they started fighting. Yi Chenling took a solid slap, but he wasn't going to back down. A lunatic wouldn't care whether hitting a woman was moral or not, so he pounced on Zhou Xiye, and the two wrestled and fought for a long time.
Anyway, Zhou Xiye had already told some stories, and Yi Chenling wanted to know more. He followed behind Zhou Xiye, no longer afraid of her coldness. He had figured out Zhou Xiye's temperament. As long as you don't provoke her, she is very patient and not someone who loses her temper easily.
“I was number one when I was a kid, those people were so stupid,” she said, as if she had heard a funny joke. She made a loose fist in front of her mouth, lowered her eyes and smiled, then looked at Zhou Xiye, “Do you think they’re stupid?”
The elevator doors opened, and Zhou Xiye stepped out.
"I didn't come in first place to make fun of them."
The two walked in the garage, their footsteps echoing. Zhou Xiye's voice was calm, "You getting first place not only satisfies your own twisted psychology and makes them look bad, but also brings glory to your family. For me, if I don't get first place, I'll be beaten and scolded by my parents. I don't want to be beaten by them, so I have to get first place. I have people pressuring me, but you don't."
With a "beep," Zhou Xiye opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, while Yi Chenling sat in the passenger seat.
“Your parents are really strict…and then?” he continued.
Zhou Xiye fastened her seatbelt, and the car drove out of the underground parking garage. Looking at the traffic on the road, she laughed self-deprecatingly, "My parents never care how many points I get or how much effort I put in. All they want is to be number one. If I don't get it, they will beat me. They will only love me if I get number one."
As he said this, the two looked at each other for a few seconds. Zhou Xiye turned his head to look at the road ahead and said to himself, "You see the hole in my waist? That's from when my mom hit me. She threw it at me and a piece of flesh was torn off. It never healed properly."
Yi Chenling felt sorry for Zhou Xiye, as he rarely had the experience of elders beating younger generations.
Zhou Xiye still didn't care and continued, "If you don't get first place, you have to write a self-criticism first, and then you get beaten up. If you don't write a self-criticism, you get beaten up twice. I remember once, in the first year of junior high, I saw that my younger brother's grades had slipped a bit and he got second place. I didn't want to be beaten, so I wrote a self-criticism and stood downstairs waiting for my mother. At that time, we lived in the staff dormitory. I stood downstairs, thinking that with so many people coming and going, mostly colleagues, she would definitely not hit me in front of her for the sake of face. But what happened? When she came back from get off work, my brother was sitting in the back seat of her car. She stopped the car, walked up to me, and I handed her the self-criticism. She didn't even look at it, just threw it away and slapped me twice."
Zhou Xiye turned to Yi Chenling and smiled as she said this, "I was so dizzy from the beating, so many of her colleagues were watching, and my brother was watching from the back seat of the car too."
Yi Chenling couldn't resist reaching out and touching her waist; he remembered there was a small dent there.
"And then what?"
When the car stopped at a red light, Zhou Xiye said, "Later, I went home, did my homework, and acted as if nothing had happened."
Yi Chenling shook his head. "They definitely wouldn't dare to hit you now, but you're really in a terrible state... Looking at you like this, I thought you were always the great demon."
Zhou Xiye ignored it. As the car in front started moving, she stepped on the gas and drove forward.
“Looking at it this way, your life is so boring,” Yi Chenling yawned slowly, squinting at Zhou Xiye’s profile like a lazy cat. “People like you are just starved for love. If someone is nice to you, you become incredibly soft-hearted. Look, I’ve slept with you a few times, and you’re already telling me your story.”
After saying that, he shook his head.
"But knowing that you're not doing well, the time I've spent on you hasn't been a waste."
Zhou Xiye snorted and looked at the road ahead. "Born into a prestigious family, with a famous father, he's been pampered since childhood and doesn't know his place. He slept with me, filmed the video, and kept saying he'd help his father find business partners. He's become a regular in my bed and thinks he's something special, playing cat and mouse with me?"
Zhou Xiye smiled dismissively, "Are you trying to get my attention?"
Yi Chenling thought he had the moral high ground, but he didn't expect Zhou Xiye to change his attitude so quickly. "What are you talking about?"
"You're only alluring in bed; when you're hanging around under the bed in front of me, you're like a clown. At first, I found it quite funny, but after a while, I got bored. You're just a lunatic. I'm so disgusted with you now that I don't even want to hear your name."
The most prominent characteristic of people born into wealthy and noble families is that they have never heard harsh words spoken to them.
Zhou Xiye's provocative words made Yi Chenling's face turn pale. "Are you serious?"
She nodded.
Yi Chenling turned his head, his words and emotions like those of a panicked character in a movie. Everything in front of him was distorted. A clown? A mental patient?
“I know people like you. You think that just because you spend time and energy on me, I have to be incredibly grateful and crawl over to serve you, groveling before you. Seriously… didn’t your dad take you to see a psychologist for this problem?”
Yi Chenling slowly turned his head, his expression quite calm. Suddenly, he raised his hand and grabbed Zhou Xiye's hair. Zhou Xiye swerved the car to the side and braked suddenly.
He grabbed Zhou Xiye's hair, pressed him against the back of the chair, and said menacingly, "I'm mentally ill. Mentally ill people can do things that aren't illegal. Guess what I'm going to do?"
"I bet you're asking for trouble!" Zhou Xiye slapped Yi Chenling across the face with a crisp "smack," turning his face to the side. When he turned back, his scarlet eyes flashed with a terrifying light.
He suddenly tightened his fingers, and Zhou Xiye felt as if his scalp was about to be ripped off.
But Yi Chenling changed his demeanor at this moment and said slowly and deliberately, "No, guess again, what am I going to do?"
"You want to have sex with me?" Zhou Xiye suddenly said, but his expression was full of disgust. "You trash, you're even worse than a rat, you're only good for masturbating on your phone."
Yi Chenling wasn't angry; he enjoyed the moments when he was in control.
Zhou Xiye didn't back down either. Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, she broke free from his grasp, pounced on him, grabbed his hair with both hands, and used the momentum to slam his head against the car window. After three slams, Yi Chenling felt dizzy and tried to push her away by grabbing Zhou Xiye's waist. But Zhou Xiye was determined to kill him.
The two got into another fight in the car.
What should have been a dispute resolved at the local police station turned into a vicious exchange of murderous accusations between the two men, leading the police to transfer the case to the police station. When they arrived at the police station, neither of them knew how to begin.
The veteran policeman recognized both men: one was Young Master Yi, and the other was the director of the Beijing Liaison Office. Neither of them could be offended.
"This is our private matter. We apologize for the inconvenience."
Zhou Xiye applied ice to her forehead; there was blood on her collar. The police station only had a forensic doctor. After treating Zhou Xiye's wounds, she asked with concern, "Director Zhou, where are you injured? There's still blood."
Zhou Xiye looked down at his sleeve. "Oh, it's not my blood."
The case was handled privately. When Zhou Xiye came out, she saw Yi Chenling glaring at her through gritted teeth.
Zhou Xiye laughed on the spot and pointed at him, saying, "If you keep looking at me like that, I'll pull out all your teeth next time!"
Now it seems that Yi Chenling deserves a beating, both in and out of bed. A person is a person, a mental patient is a mental patient, a dog is a dog—Yi Chenling is Yi Chenling, and he needs to be beaten; otherwise, he won't amount to anything.
Yi Chenling suddenly calmed down and watched Zhou Xiye walk out of the police station, while he waited here for his driver to pick him up.
Yi Shuyuan suppressed the fight between Zhou Xiye and Yi Chenling, and put Yi Chenling in solitary confinement. Since he wasn't part of the system, Yi Shuyuan also noticed Zhou Xiye. There weren't many people who could fight with his abnormal son.
Unexpectedly, not long after, Yi Chenling secretly ran out again to settle scores with Zhou Xiye.
Of course, this is a private matter, and no one knows about it.
However, good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast. When Ling Xingzhi was giving a speech at the Party School, he joked, "Comrades, if you have a problem, try to persuade them with reason. Remember, never resort to violence."
Whether it was the subordinates pandering to Ling Xingzhi or Ling Xingzhi deliberately making things difficult for Zhou Xiye, as a Party member, Zhou Xiye not only had to receive Party education, but the organization also arranged a themed class for her: the importance of traditional Chinese culture.
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