Chapter 12 - Give Up
"Thank you for your hard work." Qin Buzhu took a sip of lemonade and said slowly.
"No, no, I stay at home all day, protected from the wind and rain. But you have to face so many things outside, it must be very hard. You should eat more." Shi Feiye smiled.
In fact, just think about it and you will know. The Qin family used to be a family that others could not reach. When Old Master Qin was alive, who dared to go against the Qin family? And Qin Buzhu has been the best one since he was a child. How many people grew up being looked down upon by their parents for being compared with him? How much resentment has been accumulated from these things?
Now that Old Master Qin is gone, the other distant branches of the Qin family are only concerned with how to divide up the remaining power of the Qin family. They wish Qin Buzhu would fall quickly and will not offer any help. Others also only want to devour the Qin family's assets. They are even happier to kick Qin Buzhu when he's down, watching the person they once only looked up to being trampled underfoot.
In fact, when Shi Feiye read the novel, she never understood why Qin Buzhu had always insisted on not letting his friends help him. It was obvious that if he accepted their help, he would not fall. Unfortunately, their relationship was not very good now, so she was too embarrassed to ask. Thinking that Qin Buzhu was once a big boss, he probably had his own considerations.
She didn't know how Qin Buzhu enjoyed the meal, but Shi Feiye herself was quite satisfied. She figured Qin Buzhu didn't dislike the food she cooked, as he ate two bowls.
"I've put the dishes in the kitchen. Don't touch them. I'll wash them after I wake up from my nap this afternoon." Shi Feiye threw the dishes into the kitchen sink, washed the fruit, took it out and placed it on the coffee table, then continued typing.
Writing something she'd already written was naturally very fast, and since she'd already practiced typing, she'd already finished a 2,000-word outline by this morning. At this rate, she estimated she'd finish 20,000 words by tomorrow and be ready to submit. Shi Feiye planned to write a few more books before the results came out, casting a wide net to catch more fish. They were in a special period right now and desperately needed money. She didn't understand business, so she could only earn a little extra to relieve the pressure on her boss.
Qin Buzhu returned to his room again, closed the door, and no one knew what he was doing inside.
It was almost half past one when Shi Feiye forced himself to turn off the computer and go take a nap. The living room suddenly became quiet.
Qin Buzhu hesitated in his bedroom and replied to his brother on his phone:
"Xiao Si, forget it. I'll see how she does first. Don't check her past. It's only been two days. Maybe I'm overthinking it. Let's wait a little longer."
Less than an hour later, the alarm clock rang. Shi Feiye got up from the bed, feeling a little dizzy. She went to the bathroom with her slippers on and found that the door was closed. She complained to herself: Why did you close the door for no reason?
He grabbed the handle and pulled the door open. Just as he was about to step in, he looked up and bumped into the person inside. Shi Feiye blinked again and again, then closed the door again with an expressionless face. Then, suppressing his frustration, he shouted to the person inside:
"Sorry, I was half asleep and thought I was alone."
After shouting, she covered her face and ran to her room and closed the door. She wanted to slap herself to death. It was so embarrassing to run into her nominal husband squatting in the toilet.
After a long while, she finally adjusted her mindset and opened the door to go out. Qin Buzhu just came out of the bathroom, and the two of them bumped into each other again, even though there was a distance of four or five meters between them.
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