Chapter 60: We are all foxes, so let’s stop playing Liao Zhai
"There are dumplings in the pot. Heat them up yourself if you want to eat them."
Lu Jingheng, who pretended to be pitiful, did not expect to gain Bai Yangfan's sympathy. He showed weakness in front of her just to make his presence felt.
I hope she won’t be too disgusted when I come to see her next time.
Hearing her say there were dumplings in the pot, Lu Jingheng immediately stood up and said with a smile, "Really? Yangfan! You're so kind to save some delicious food for me. Thank you so much!"
Bai Yangfan: “······” You misunderstood, that was not specially left for you, it was the leftovers.
But Lu Jingheng didn't know that. He just wishfully thought that the dumplings were left for him by Bai Yangfan. It wasn't hot yet. He lifted the lid of the pot, picked up the bowl, and picked up one with his chopsticks.
Even when it’s cold, it still tastes delicious.
"Delicious!" Lu Jingheng praised, walked to Bai Yangfan's side and squatted down, "Yangfan! The dumplings you make are delicious, better than my mom's."
She glanced at the man beside her who was eating with gusto, and said coldly, "No need to please me. Since you fought for a thousand yuan for me, I'll give you the dumplings."
Frowning slightly, Lu Jingheng took another dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth, then asked vaguely, "Can I come to your house and eat together? I'll collect firewood, fetch water, sweep the floor, and wash dishes. You just need to take care of my three meals a day. You can set the food expenses as you like. I don't have anything else, but I have money."
"I don't care." Bai Yangfan glanced at Lu Jingheng and said in a cold tone, "I can think of ways to make money myself. I don't need you to pretend to be kind. Lu Jingheng! Don't think that your little thoughts are well hidden. We are all foxes. Stop playing the game of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio."
Even though his thoughts were exposed, Lu Jingheng didn't feel embarrassed and continued to eat the dumplings one by one. Honestly, these dumplings were really well made, with a chewy dough, thin skin and generous filling. Every bite was filled with a lingering fragrance.
It really tastes better than what his mother cooks. He is not trying to please Bai Yangfan, he is telling the truth.
But she just didn't believe it, and there was nothing he could do. He felt extremely frustrated.
After finishing the dumplings in his bowl, Lu Jingheng decided it was better to play the sympathy card. He seemed to have discovered that Bai Yangfan was a soft-hearted person. You are strong, but she can be stronger than you.
What if you are weak? Is she weaker than you?
It seems, as if, that's the case.
He lowered his head and deliberately showed an aggrieved expression: "Yang Fan! You also know my status. I eat separately from the people in the educated youth site. Sometimes I am lazy and don't want to cook, so I just go hungry.
Like tonight, I'm tired and don't feel like moving. I just shower and go to bed. Most people in our line of work live from one day to the next. Could you please be kind enough to cover my three meals a day? I really enjoy your cooking."
Before he could finish, Bai Yangfan raised his hand to stop him: "Stop it, don't come to my house and make trouble, I don't like to be provoked."
Then she snatched the bowl from his hand and ordered coldly: "We've finished eating the dumplings, let's clear the two and get out!"
Lu Jingheng was scolded by the woman, his face dark with displeasure. He looked at Bai Yangfan, snatched the bowl from her hand, and went to the kitchen.
He scooped up some water, washed the bowl, and put it in the cupboard, then walked out: "Yang Fan! I don't like you always telling me that we're clear. We can't be clear between us. You are my wife, and everyone in Liujia Village recognizes you. Why don't you recognize me? It doesn't matter if you don't recognize me, I do."
When Bai Yangfan mentioned this, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart and tears welled up in her eyes. She knew that these were not her emotions, but those of the original owner.
The original owner finally waited for this bastard to say something, how could she not feel sad? What was the point of saying such things after the person was dead?
Bai Yangfan closed his eyes, clasped his hands tightly, tried to calm himself down, and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the original owner could hear him.
Go away! Leave! You've already achieved what you wanted, and your life is over. The rest of my life is mine, so open your eyes and see clearly in your next life. Who deserves your love, and who doesn't. I'll help raise your brother. Go away! There's no place for you in this world anymore.
I don’t know if it was because my prayers worked, or if the original owner was truly satisfied, but I felt a sense of relief in my heart, and the sour feeling disappeared.
Seeing her trying so hard to control her emotions, Lu Jingheng felt bad. He knew that the woman in front of him had been hurt by him and was too disdainful to talk to him.
Gently squatting down, holding Bai Yangfan's shoulders with both hands, he apologized to her solemnly: "Yangfan! I'm sorry! I was wrong. I was short-sighted before and failed to see your excellence. Please forgive me, okay? I will work very hard to get to know you again and fall in love with you."
Bai Yangfan's shoulders trembled, and he broke free from Lu Jingheng's hand. He said lightly, "It's too late. It's too late. Go away! Don't come here unless necessary."
"Why is it too late? Why is it too late?" Lu Jingheng felt heartbroken. "Yang Fan! We are still young. You are only eighteen, and I am only twenty-three. Can't we start over?"
She raised her eyes and glanced at Lu Jingheng indifferently, still with that nonchalant and indifferent tone: "My heart is dead. Have you ever heard a saying? There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart. The old Bai Yangfan is dead, and even his heart is buried with him.
Now Bai Yangfan doesn't talk about love between men and women. He just wants to raise his younger brother well and create his own world, which doesn't include you. Lu Jingheng! Go back! Don't come again.
Is there anything more sorrowful than a dead heart? Lu Jingheng slowly stood up and stared at the girl sitting there in front of him with a calm expression. He felt that he had committed a grave sin. She was only eighteen years old, and it was too late to tell him that her heart was dead.
How deeply did he hurt her? She would be heartbroken.
"I don't care, Yangfan! You are my daughter-in-law. We are married. You will always be my daughter-in-law and only mine."
After saying this, Lu Jingheng ran away in embarrassment.
He had never imagined that he would be conquered by Bai Yangfan. Such a smart and powerful girl could only be his. He had been foolish before, deceived by her appearance that made her unable to walk at the sight of a man.
Now that she has revealed her extraordinary side, he will not let her go easily. No matter what happens in the future, no matter how cold her heart is, he must keep her by his side.
If you miss her, you may never meet such a good girl again in your life.
Not only is she beautiful, but she is also extremely capable, making her a rare revolutionary partner.
After returning to the educated youth point, Lu Jingheng tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. Bai Yangfan's words, "It's too late, it's too late, my heart is dead," kept coming back to his mind.
After hitting his head hard several times, Lu Jingheng got up, opened the door and walked out.
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