Chapter 81: When the gods fight, the little ghosts suffer
"Then you go back. I'm fine here." Xu Xiaoyue grabbed the quilt with her slender fingers, and after thinking for a moment, she took the initiative to speak.
Wang Jianhua raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had not expected Xu Xiaoyue to be so tactful this time, and quickly said, "Team Yan, I see Comrade Xu's face is rosy, so he should be fine."
A trace of confusion flashed across Yan Ye's face, and then he walked to the woman's bed and said, "I came out in a hurry this time and didn't bring much money. Take these bills and money first."
Looking at the money and bills handed over to her, Xu Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, resisting with all her heart: "What do you mean? I don't want your money and bills."
After the last lesson, if she accepted Yan Ye’s money again, she would be looking down on herself.
"It's for you, just take it. You look so skinny, you should eat something good to replenish your body." Seeing that she refused without even thinking, as if she wanted to draw a clear line between them, Yan Ye stared at her with his dark eyes.
Xu Xiaoyue didn't dare to look him in the eye. She twisted her fingers nervously. After a long while, she whispered, "I have a salary. I don't need your money."
“If your salary was enough for you to spend, you wouldn’t be looking so malnourished now.” The man’s tone was calm, but with a hint of contempt, as if he was stating a fact.
For some reason, Xu Xiaoyue felt a surge of anger in her heart.
She stared at Yan Ye with her almond-shaped watery eyes, and with a feeling of depression in her chest, she deliberately hit back: "I can support myself with this salary, so you don't need to worry about me."
"Besides, I'm Yan Shuli's fiancée. How can I have the nerve to take your pension money?"
She emphasized that she was Yan Shuli's fiancée, and kept referring to him as "old man" and "pension money". Yan Ye knew that this girl said that on purpose to irritate him, but he still felt very angry.
The man was so angry that he laughed, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Really? Your head is smashed, why doesn't my good nephew come to see you?"
"Except for my nephew, your future mother-in-law and father-in-law didn't seem to show up either."
"Is Yan's fiancée like this? That's really not worthy of being on the stage."
As soon as he said this, he regretted it a little, but when he saw the woman's stubborn face, he couldn't say the words of apology.
Xu Xiaoyue lowered her head and suddenly felt very bored. It was not because Yan Ye’s words hit the mark, but because she found that no matter what she did, she seemed unable to escape the identity of “cannon fodder female supporting role”.
No matter how hard she tried, her work and her identity were regarded as "not presentable" by these so-called superiors.
She was like a deflated ball, her fingernails scratching the lines on the bed sheet, and she said with all her might, "You're right, you're not Yan Shuli, and it's useless for you to stay here. Go away, I want to rest."
After saying that, Xu Xiaoyue curled up into the quilt like a turtle, with her back facing the two of them, obviously not wanting to communicate anymore.
Yan Ye opened his mouth, feeling a little aggrieved. It was obviously him who had always been with her, and it was obviously him who had saved her at the train station.
But just because of her parents' joke engagement, the girl was stubborn and set on Yan Shuli, calling him "uncle" all the time to annoy him.
Half an hour ago, Yan Ye could still recall the soft feeling when he hugged her, and the faint fragrance that went straight into his nose. At that time, he could call her Yueyue without restraint, pinch the tip of her nose, and smell the fragrance of her hair. They were very close.
But now, even though they are close in physical distance, their hearts are far apart and they cannot reach each other.
Wang Jianhua stood aside and watched silently the undercurrent between the two of them. He keenly sensed the unhappy aura around Yan Ye and took two steps back obediently.
Seeing her stubborn look, Yan Ye also got angry. He simply put the money and bills on the bedside and turned away without saying a word.
Wang Jianhua was a little confused about what Yan Tuan was doing. Aren’t the two still arguing? Why put money on someone's bedside table?
One of them lay on the bed and started a cold war, while the other one threw money at her with a cold face and asked her to spend.
He was a little confused by the quarrel.
Yan Ye had already walked out of the ward. Seeing that Wang Jianhua had not caught up, his face darkened and he said in a very unhappy tone: "Are you still not leaving? Do you want me to rent a bed for you to sleep in?"
His eyes stabbed at Wang Jianhua like a knife, and his tone was cold as if someone owed him millions.
Wang Jianhua secretly complained in his heart: When the gods fight, the little devils suffer.
As soon as I walked out of the ward door, I ran into Yan Shuli at the corner.
"Uncle, why are you here?" Seeing Wang Jianhua and Yan Ye, Yan Shuli's tone was a little surprised, and he looked up in the direction where the two were coming.
"What are you doing here?" Yan Ye looked at the man defensively with a gloomy expression.
Yan Shuli paused, somewhat confused by the inexplicable coldness emanating from the man, but he still answered honestly, "My mother said that Xu Xiaoyue's head was smashed, and she couldn't leave, so she asked me to come over to see what happened."
Yan Shuli complained, looking annoyed. If he hadn't been told repeatedly, he wouldn't have bothered to come over and watch this woman put on airs.
Yan Ye nodded after a long while, pretending not to care and said, "So that's how it is."
His possessiveness began to take over again, and he really wanted to tell Yan Shuli to get away. She was his woman, and he had to be polite when he saw Xu Xiaoyue in the future and call her aunt.
But this was just self-deception. The two had been engaged since childhood. What qualifications did he have to interfere in this engagement?
If Xu Xiaoyue was willing to give him a chance, he would definitely snatch her away.
It seems that he is the one who makes the decisions between them, but in fact he is just a kite in Xu Xiaoyue's hand, and she can loosen or tighten the string as she pleases.
Now, Xu Xiaoyue seemed to be willing to let him go, which made him get angrier the more he thought about it.
Yan Shuli exchanged a few words with the man in front of him. He always felt that his uncle looked a little strange, especially the look in his eyes when he looked at him, which always carried a hint of murderous intent.
As for Uncle Jianhua behind my uncle, his eyes seemed to have cramps and he kept blinking at me.
I don’t know what happened to these two people today. They both look a little abnormal.
"Then uncle, I'm leaving first." His intuition told him that if he didn't leave now, he might not be able to leave.
Yan Ye didn't say anything, just nodded, raised his leg and walked away.
In the ward, Yan Shuli pushed open the door and what caught his eye was the bulging quilt on the bed.
Xu Xiaoyue thought that Yan Ye had come back again. She wiped her tears and said angrily, "If you want to leave, remember to take the flag with you. It's not mine. It's annoying to leave it here."
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