She has a bad temper
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"It has nothing to do with you." Her eyelashes drooped slightly, and there was no emotion in her voice.
"Are you interested in doctors again? Something new?" Meng Yanxiu rolled his knuckles over the ribs of the umbrella. "You're still so fickle."
Kirimi raised her eyes slightly to look at him, then retreated under the eaves of the platform and stomped her umbrella to the ground. With a sound of splashing, raindrops slid down the transparent umbrella surface, and a few drops stained his white shirt.
He didn't move or give way.
Kirimi frowned slightly, her mysophobia coming on, and she unconsciously wanted to reach out and wipe it for him, but she finally held back and her eyes lightly swept over his shoulder.
"Yeah, I'm not as loyal as you." Every word she uttered was like an icicle hitting the ground.
Hearing her sarcasm, Meng Yanxiu suddenly took a step closer, his body carrying the damp smell of tobacco: "I'm asking you, who is he."
Wu Jianwei was immediately furious at his attitude, her throat boiling with uncontrollable anger. "Meng Yanxiu, what gives you the right to question me so confidently? Whether it was before or now, if there's a male creature around me, you'd investigate their entire ancestry. Even their political investigations aren't as strict as yours. What's so weird about you?"
Meng Yanxiu's Adam's apple rolled violently as he sneered. His knuckles gripping the umbrella handle tightened, and he asked word by word, "Then why are there so many male creatures around you?"
In the rain, the air stagnated for a moment.
"Are you trying to say that I'm promiscuous?" Wu Jianwei suddenly sneered.
"I didn't." Meng Yanxiu denied harshly.
"Why didn't you?" She finally saw through Meng Yanxiu's thoughts and said coldly, "Just because we slept with each other on the first day we were together, and I was the one who took the initiative, you think I'm frivolous and that even if I'm a man, I'm trying to hook up with someone else, right? Have you been relying on imagining me sleeping with other people every day all these years to comfort your pitiful possessiveness? Huh? Tell me?"
As soon as these words came out, even the sound of heavy rain could not suppress their sharpness.
The passersby waiting for the bus on the platform were stunned. Some hurriedly raised their umbrellas to hide their expressions, some couldn't help but glance at them from time to time out of curiosity, and more people moved to the back of the platform tacitly, avoiding the embarrassment of making eye contact with them and making it easier to continue listening to gossip.
The veins on the back of Meng Yanxiu's hand were faintly visible, and his eyes were filled with forbearance: "Wu Jianwei, who allowed you to say that about yourself?"
"Hehe, I'm just speaking your true feelings for you. Do I need your approval? Who do you think you are?" Wu Jianwei glanced at his gloomy face with disdain.
The rain was getting heavier. Meng Yanxiu suppressed his surging anger and slowed his voice, "Awu, let's go to the car and talk. I'll ask Lin Jue to drive over."
"Oh, my words are embarrassing to you, aren't they?" Wu Jianwei had previously suppressed her voice, but now she completely let it go. "I have to stand here and say that in your eyes, I am a woman who will rush to sleep with you at the mere beckoning of your finger. Don't be afraid to admit it, every time you question me, it's based on this point of view."
Meng Yanxiu's eyes darkened. He suddenly strode onto the platform and approached her: "Really? Then why aren't you hurrying up now?"
"According to your logic, I should naturally chase after others now." Wu Jianwei said coldly, and then took two steps back.
"You know I've never thought about it this way." As he spoke, Meng Yanxiu glanced behind her and was about to pull her back when there were muffled "bang, bang" sounds and her back hit the station billboard.
"Hey, hey, hey, little girl." At this time, an old lady came over tremblingly, the tip of her umbrella lightly tapping the ground, "You're blocking my view of the bus route map."
"Oh, sorry." Kirimi Wei immediately moved aside to let the old lady pass as if she was awakened.
"Come." Meng Yanxiu subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull her to his side, but she shook him away.
The old woman squinted her eyes, her face almost pressed against the bus stop sign. Her skinny fingers tapped back and forth between the densely packed small characters. She turned her head anxiously and said, "Excuse me, little girl. I want to go to Jianhe Road. Should I take the No. 3 bus?"
"Right away, I'll help you check." Wu Jianwei walked around Meng Yanxiu and went to the old lady's side. She bent down and carefully examined the route map, her hair sliding down her cheek. "Grandma, bus No. 3 does go to Jianhe Road, but you have to go to the opposite stop. This is the opposite direction, and the further you go, the further you'll go."
"Ouch!" The old lady slapped her legs when she heard it. "Look how useless I am! I almost sat the wrong way. Thank you, girl!"
"You're welcome." Kirimi smiled, "I'll cross the street with you."
"No, no." The old lady frowned.
"Let me do it." Meng Yanxiu, who had been standing indifferently at the side, came over and took over in a steady voice, "It's rush hour now, and there's a lot of traffic on the road. I'll help you."
As he spoke, he had already reached out and gently supported the old lady's arm: "Let's use the crosswalk."
"Well, this...thank you very much." The old lady sighed and walked with him.
Wu Jianwei took a step to the side, wanting to help as well. Meng Yanxiu raised his other hand holding the umbrella and stopped her: "The traffic is fast here, I'll do it."
"Oh." Wu Jianwei walked to his side. He held the umbrella and leaned towards the old lady, blocking the passers-by sideways, and his eyes were constantly checking whether Wu Jianwei was following him.
When they reached the opposite platform, the No. 3 bus arrived. He helped the old lady onto the bus before letting go.
Wu Jianwei shifted her gaze away from him and walked to the side of the platform. Meng Yanxiu also followed and stood in front of her.
"Okay, can we continue our conversation now? Have you always felt that we started too quickly? Is that why you don't trust me?"
Wu Jianwei looked away: "Perhaps you still think it's too slow. After all, in order to break that ridiculous curse, you can make up all kinds of nonsense and pretend to be affectionate."
"The curse is real, but it doesn't mean my feelings for you are fake." Meng Yanxiu kept looking at her.
Kirimi met his gaze: "Your weighing of the pros and cons is the most real."
"There's no conflict." Meng Yanxiu leaned sideways, shielding himself from the incoming rain. His back was soaked. "No matter how much I weighed the pros and cons, I never plotted against you."
Kirito turned her head away: "Alright, I don't want to listen anymore."
"Okay, let's change the question." Meng Yanxiu frowned, "Why did you come to the hospital? Are you feeling unwell?"
Kirijianwei: “No.”
"Really?" Meng Yanxiu seemed relieved. "I'm glad you're not sick."
Kirimi glanced at him slightly: "Don't pretend that you care about me. Now that I've said that, you should go. Don't say you want to take the bus."
Meng Yanxiu: "You haven't finished yet. You seem to be very familiar with that doctor. What is your relationship with him? Why don't you want to tell me? What's so hard to say?"
"It's none of your business." Wu Jianwei really didn't know what to say.
Meng Yanxiu knew her social network very well. He would not believe that she had a doctor friend out of nowhere in Qingting. If he investigated Jinzhou's background, with his sharp and suspicious personality, he might find out that she was sick and think it was related to him, which was the last thing she wanted to see.
Meng Yanxiu's Adam's apple rolled, and after a pause, he asked in a deep voice, "Is he your average lover?"
"What?" Wu Jianwei was originally filled with rage, but upon hearing this, she burst into laughter. "Meng Yanxiu, you're really sick. There's something wrong with your brain. Did you overcrack the walnuts when you were cracking them, or did you steal some dog food from the biscuits?"
Meng Yanxiu leaned forward slightly and looked at her with his eyes downcast: "Eating dog food? Do you think I am you? Not only do you eat it yourself, but you also insist on feeding it to me."
She looked Meng Yanxiu in the eye and taunted him, "What's wrong with feeding you dog food? You're a dog, a mad dog at that, barking all day long."
"Have you scolded me enough?" Meng Yanxiu's voice was cold and hard, his expression suddenly stern, but then he softened his tone and reached out to pull her wrist, "If you've scolded me enough, come with me to eat."
"I haven't scolded you enough." Wu Jianwei suddenly shook off his hand.
In Meng Yanxiu's memory, they were always like this. In the past, when they argued, if Wu Jianwei was completely wrong, at the end of the argument, she would say, "Come, give me a hug," to end the argument. But if Wu Jianwei had even a fraction of a point, he would always let her scold him to her heart's content, and this time was no exception.
"If you haven't cursed enough, just curse while eating." Meng Yanxiu raised his eyebrows and took half a step forward.
"No." Wu Jianwei suddenly raised her eyes, looking over his shoulder, her expression becoming more distant, "Someone is looking for you."
Before she finished her words, she turned around and casually boarded a bus that just arrived at the station. She didn't have time to open an umbrella, didn't check the route number, and even went in the opposite direction.
With a few wet strands of hair draped over her shoulders, she was only concerned with walking quickly towards the depths of the carriage. Her only thought at the moment was to leave this place, no matter where she was going.
The car quickly disappeared into the hazy rain curtain. Meng Yanxiu still stood there, staring at the silhouette that was getting farther and farther away.
Song Yan, wearing red patent leather ballet shoes, tiptoed, carefully lifted the hem of her gray pleated skirt, avoided the puddles on the ground, and walked over.
She didn't rush to speak. Seeing Meng Yanxiu's cold expression, she slowed down before softly saying, "Yanxiu, why did you leave? My dad said thank you for coming to visit him and asked me to treat you to a meal."
The phone in Meng Yanxiu's hand vibrated twice. He glanced at the screen first and saw that the landlord, Sister Yang, had transferred Wu Jianwei's house purchase money to him.
Sister Yang also sent a text message: "Mr. Meng, according to your request, the transfer procedures have been completed. I didn't tell her that you bought this house three years ago."
When Meng Yanxiu bought this house, he did not transfer it to his own name. He had been waiting for Wu Jianwei to come back one day, and he wanted to preserve all the traces she left behind.
"Hate to cultivate? What's wrong with you?" Song Yan called him softly, "I've booked a restaurant. It's your favorite French restaurant."
Meng Yanxiu made another call and asked Lin Jue to drive over. Then he looked up at Song Yan and said, "No need. I'm just having dinner with my wife."
"Ah... I actually wanted to invite Jianwei to join us, but when I first came over I heard you two seemed to be arguing." Song Yan whispered, "She scolded you so harshly, why don't we invite her next time? Let's go eat today, right?"
Meng Yanxiu lowered his brows, his eyes suddenly darkening: "What's wrong with it?"
After he finished speaking, Lin Jue opened an umbrella beside him. Meng Yanxiu walked to the side of the street and leaned over to get into the car.
"But... Yan Xiu, she's already left." Song Yan hurriedly followed and stood outside the car.
Meng Yanxiu rolled down the car window: "She can leave, I will chase her anyway."
"Now?" Song Yan looked at the usually aloof and self-righteous Meng Yanxiu in surprise, unable to believe he would lower himself to please others. Moreover, many people had heard that Wu Jianwei had betrayed him and, after breaking up with him, sold his company's core data to a competing company secretly supported by Fang Youlan.
Meng Yanxiu gestured for Lin Jue to drive, and as he closed the car window, he said coldly, "Not just now."
A bus with an unknown route was swaying forward in the rain. The air conditioner was turned on very high. Kirimie leaned against the cold window, her head trembling slightly with the body of the car. She closed her eyes unconsciously and her breathing gradually became even.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, the cell phone in her hand continued to vibrate. She woke up suddenly, looked around blankly, and after a two-second pause, she answered the call.
"Jiang Jiang, what's wrong?" Her voice was still hoarse from just waking up.
Jiang He on the other end of the phone was so excited that he was almost incoherent: "Mi Wu, where are you? Someone saw Fu Li! Come quickly, I will go with you to find her now!"
"Really? I'm..." She subconsciously looked up to find the bus stop sign, but all she saw was a blur of rain and unfamiliar buildings flying by. "I really don't know where I am."
She stood up hurriedly, holding on to the cold railing with her fingers and walked to the car door. After the car stopped, she got out immediately.
"Jiang Jiang, wait for me to take a look at the bus stop sign."
Jiang He: "Okay, how come you can't figure out the direction when you're in a car? You really are very 'foggy'."
"I'm a directionally challenged person to begin with, and I haven't been back for three years, so I can't remember the way even more." Wu Jianwei saw the bus stop clearly, "Jiang Jiang, I'm on Jianhe Road, going the opposite direction from you. I'll go there by myself. It's the Huanyue KTV where Fu Li held her birthday party before, right?"
Jiang He walked into the underground parking lot: "Yes, I'm leaving now. We'll meet at the door."
"Okay." Wu Jianwei hung up the phone, but suddenly became nervous. She had been looking for Fu Li for so long, and finally there was news of her. All kinds of emotions surged in her heart.
"Get in the car." Suddenly, that familiar cold voice sounded again.
Wu Jianwei raised her eyes and saw Meng Yanxiu's car parked in front of her.
"You're following me?" Wu Jianwei looked at him in surprise, "Why are you haunting me?"
"Who told you to take a random car? Where are you going? I'll take you there." Meng Yanxiu got out of the back seat. The rain had stopped by then, but she still unconsciously looked at the rain stains on his white shirt.
But the next moment, she quickly stopped a taxi. When she passed by Meng Yanxiu, she raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Go and have dinner with many men."
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