Chapter 32: She hated him, and Yan Ye felt depressed.
Xu Xiaoyue was a little annoyed by his action of pulling her braids.
She reached out and slapped his hand away, saying unhappily, "Who doesn't like you? I just don't want to be involved with you."
Before she knew it, she blurted out what was in her heart.
Xu Xiaoyue's heart skipped a beat, knowing that she had said something wrong. She lowered her head and weakly picked at her fingers, not daring to look at the man's ink-black face.
Yan Ye's face darkened. He withdrew his hand, and his black eyes stared at the little woman in front of him.
"Are you serious about what you said?"
He always liked to tease this little woman, and he would not stop until he made her angry.
Yan Ye always thought that he was quite familiar with her, but Xu Xiaoyue's words were like a sharp knife piercing his heart.
She hates him.
Yan Ye has never realized this so clearly.
Xu Xiaoyue bit her lip, not knowing how to answer, and subconsciously took a step forward, trying to escape.
But the man did not give her the chance. He blocked the woman's way with his slender arms and looked at her solemnly.
From his point of view, he could clearly see Xu Xiaoyue's fair and shiny little face, and her fair neck that was barely visible where the buttons were not buttoned.
If it were usual, Yan Ye would have to say a few words to her, reminding her that as a girl, she should tie her clothes properly.
But now, he didn't even have any position to speak.
The man placed his hand loosely on the woman's shoulder, waiting for Xu Xiaoyue's answer.
The little woman lowered her eyelashes and said in a sullen tone, "Yes, I hate you. You can leave now."
The air fell silent in an instant, and Yan Ye did not move.
It would be a lie to say that I'm not angry. From childhood to adulthood, men do everything with a purpose.
But when it came to Xu Xiaoyue, it turned out to be a thankless task. Not only did she not get a good look from him, she even avoided him when he approached her.
"Why?" Yan Ye asked, his throat hoarse from the itchiness.
Xu Xiaoyue stared blankly at the chest in front of her. If she had not had that dream, or if she didn’t know that she would be killed by Yan Ye in the end.
Perhaps, she would be more tolerant of men.
But she knew everything.
She managed to escape from that small village and found a job.
He won Liu Ye's favor and prevented Zheng Jiaojiao's plot.
She took great pains to avoid everything in the book and tried not to be a cannon fodder female supporting role.
My only wish now is to stay away from the male protagonists in this book, including the person in front of me.
Xu Xiaoyue pressed against the man's chest and pushed him away in resistance, "Because you don't respect me, I really hate you."
Perhaps her words were too decisive, Yan Ye took two steps back and actually allowed Xu Xiaoyue to break free from her restraints.
Her cheeks were flushed, and I didn't know if it was because she was angry or because she was too depressed.
The little woman clenched her fists, her eyes moist, and glared at the man, "From now on, don't let your brothers come here again."
After saying that, she slipped out from the man's arms and strode forward without looking back.
Yan Ye stood there, motionless.
It was unknown how long it took before he seemed to come to his senses and accept what Xu Xiaoyue said.
"You dare to hate me, good enough." He snorted coldly, almost gritting his teeth and spitting out these words from his thin lips.
Wang Jianhua didn't understand why Yan Tuan became even angrier after he went out.
The anger this time is different from before. If the previous weather was gloomy like a light rainy day, this time it was lightning, heavy rain, and a typhoon.
Even Yan Shuli, who is usually insensitive, can sense the low pressure on the man.
"Uncle Jianhua, what happened to my uncle?"
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
"Go ask my uncle. It just so happens that the political commissar is calling you..."
Wang Jianhua made a middle finger gesture to him to boo.
Yan Ye had a gloomy face. He raised his hand to rub his forehead before sitting down. There was a knock on the door.
"Come in." The man said concisely.
Wang Jianhua poked his head out from the crack in the door. He was holding a piece of cloth bought from a state-owned supermarket in his hand and had a flattering smile on his face.
"Tuan Yan, these are the cloths that the brothers bought. They also left some for you. You can pick and see if there is anything you like."
A pile of colorful cloth was placed on the desk. Thinking of where this pile of cloth was bought from, Yan Ye's forehead began to ache again.
He pinched the bridge of his nose, not wanting to even glance at them, and said coldly: "Take it away."
"Ah...Oh, okay." Wang Jianhua was in a hurry and put the cloth into his arms, his eyelids twitching.
He also had some guesses about Yan Ye's sudden temper.
He thought to himself that only a female comrade like Xu Xiaoyue could provoke their Yan Group into this state.
Wang Jianhua quickly put away the cloth, then remembered the main purpose of his visit and spoke hesitantly.
"Tuan Yan, the political commissar asked me to ask you about the last time the organization talked about solving the problem of individuals getting married. How far have you progressed?"
Wang Jianhua said it vaguely, squinting his eyes and not daring to look at the man's expression.
He was also inconsiderate. Thinking that he knew what happened between the two of them, he shamelessly asked the political commissar to give him the task.
Who knew that after Yan Tuan went out, he came back as if he had eaten a box of explosives and was ready to be ignited at any time.
The man didn't know what he was thinking of. He sneered and snapped his fingers. His expression was as black as charcoal.
Seeing him like this, Wang Jianhua shrank his neck and said, "Well, then I will tell the political commissar that you don't have a crush on anyone yet, and tell him not to rush you."
Wang Jianhua found a way out and backed out of the house.
Just as I closed the door, I almost bumped into the person behind me.
"Yan Shuli? What are you doing standing here again?" Wang Jianhua frowned, lowered his voice and looked at the man.
"Uncle Jianhua, I want to ask you, what is my uncle's temper like now?"
Yan Shuli has been living in the army for a week. At first he thought his parents would come to pick him up, but now he realized that maybe his parents were very confident about him living there and had no intention of taking him back.
Therefore, Yan Shuli planned to let his uncle talk and bring him back to the Yan family as soon as possible.
The young man's thoughts were almost all on his face. Wang Jianhua waved his hand and said, "Listen to my advice and don't go looking for trouble."
"What do you mean? My uncle scolded you."
"Don't talk nonsense. Yan Tuan doesn't like to curse people."
Yan Shuli looked at the man in front of him, then stretched his head to look at Yan Ye's office, and said to himself: "Yes, my uncle will not scold you for your relationship."
He said this in such a low voice that it seemed as if he was speaking to himself.
It happened that Wang Jianhua had to rush to report to the political commissar and missed the best opportunity to explain.
Xu Xiaoyue had walked for quite a distance. When she looked back, the man was gone.
Yan Ye didn't rush to pester her. Xu Xiaoyue should have been happy, but not only was she not happy, she also felt depressed, as if something was missing.
Xu Xiaoyue knew that what she said was unreasonable from a man's perspective.
Especially when he had helped her so much, it seemed that she was being unreasonable.
The relationship between the two is so strained now that Xu Xiaoyue doesn't dare to imagine what Yan Ye would think of her if he discovered her true identity.
The matter of moving should be put on the agenda as soon as possible. At least, she doesn't want to be kicked out.
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