Chapter 312 Heartbroken
An Jing sneered, "We're both raised by our parents, why should I give in to her? Yan Su, are you an idiot? What, you also think my cooking is bad?"
Yan Su quickly picked up two bites of food: "Delicious, delicious."
"Even if it's delicious, I won't give it to you. If you two want to eat it, make it yourselves."
Quietly and decisively, she got up, picked up the food on the table, and dumped it into the trash can next to her.
Yan Su realized what was happening and quickly stopped her, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly: "What are you doing?"
She looked at him calmly and quietly: "What are you doing? Didn't you see? I cooked this myself. If I don't want to eat it anymore, can't I just throw it away?"
Yan Su gripped An Jing's hand tighter: "An Jing, eat properly and stop making a fuss."
An Jing's anger was completely ignited by Yan Su's words. She broke free from Yan Su's large hand, turned around, and went back to her room without looking back.
The room door slammed shut, and Yan Su was slightly lost in thought.
Qin Yiyi suddenly stopped crying and whispered, "Brother Su, did I do something wrong? Sister Anjing has such a bad temper."
Yan Su touched his face in annoyance: "I'm not eating either, Miss Qin, please feel free to eat as you please."
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That evening, Yan Heli called back and said that there were two patients in the town whose conditions were quite serious, and he couldn't get away and would not be back for two days.
For the next two days, An Jing and Yan Su entered into a cold war.
Yan Su tried to talk to her a few times, but she pretended not to hear him.
Qin Yiyi seized every opportunity to show off her virtuousness, intentionally or unintentionally sticking close to Yan Su, and telling him about their interesting experiences abroad in front of An Jing.
In reality, it all boils down to that one thing: her first meeting with Yan Su.
An Jing knew what Qin Yiyi was planning, but she had refrained from leaving, partly because she didn't want to please this scheming woman.
Secondly, Yan Heli has always treated her well, so even if he were to leave, she should at least say goodbye in person.
The delicate state of the three continued until the morning of the third day.
Beneath the mound of earth outside the door, An Jing, imagining Qin Yiyi and Yan Su represented by the wood, muttered to herself:
"Qin Bailian!"
"Fool Yan!"
She was chopping away with gusto when Qin Yiyi suddenly appeared.
When An Jing saw her, she sneered: "My White Lotus Axe is only for chopping down White Lotus Spirits. If Miss Qin gets hurt while walking around here, don't blame me."
Qin Yiyi, however, was not afraid of her at all. Instead, she stepped forward with a smile, her face as obedient as ever: "Sister Anjing, you have quite a temper. Brother Su has been with me these past few days. Are you jealous?"
"Jealous? You think you're worthy? Yan Su can't see through your tricks, but do you think I can't? Besides, there are plenty of men in the world, and I don't need to hang myself on one tree."
Qin Yiyi seemed surprised by her words. After a slight pause, she sneered, "Anjing, I've heard that you've been pursuing Brother Su for many years. I thought you were a formidable rival with your good background and looks, but now it seems you don't love Brother Su at all. In that respect alone, you can't compare to me. What makes you think you can compete with me? I advise you to give up as soon as possible!"
"Ha, you dare to talk about love? I've always been upright and honest in my actions. If I like someone, I'll pursue them; if I don't, I'll let them go. If a man is someone you have to fight for, then you're better off without him. Qin Yiyi, I advise you not to waste your time on me. If you're so capable, then make Yan Su fall in love with you!"
After saying that, Anjing threw down the axe and was about to leave.
Qin Yiyi stopped her abruptly, a sneer on her lips, "Anjing, how do you know Brother Su doesn't like me? Aren't you going to take a look at this?"
Qin Yiyi raised her wrist, revealing it clearly to An Jing.
On her wrist was a string of lucky beads.
The beads are round and smooth with exquisite patterns, clearly indicating that they were custom-made with great care.
An Jing was stunned for a moment, unable to come to her senses.
Qin Yiyi was very satisfied with An Jing's appearance and smiled brightly: "Sister An Jing, this string of lucky beads was given to me personally by Brother Su. He saw that I hadn't been feeling well, so he gave me this string of beads to help me improve my luck."
"I've never really believed in these ghost and Buddha things, but ever since I started wearing this, my health has really improved a lot. So, this prayer bead is really quite effective, don't you think?"
Her breathing was a little unsteady.
She obtained this string of lucky beads from the Jialuo Temple when she visited Tibet years ago.
Praying to Buddha requires sincerity. She went on a pilgrimage around the mountain alone, a full 60 kilometers, and walked from dawn till dusk.
There, she nearly fell into a ravine; if it weren't for the kind Tibetans who pulled her back, she might never have made it back.
When she finally climbed the steps, she relied entirely on willpower to keep going, and she couldn't even feel her legs and feet.
When the monks in the temple asked her if she had any requests, she suddenly thought of Yan Su.
So she asked the old monk for this string of lucky beads.
Each bead is also engraved with a passage of Tibetan scripture, which together symbolizes blessings.
When she gave this string of lucky beads to Yan Su, she was too embarrassed to say much. She only said that she had obtained it by chance and that he should carry it with him at all times.
She never imagined that one day this string of beads would appear on another woman's wrist.
"I asked Brother Su where this lucky charm came from, and he said it was a gift from a friend. I asked him if it was inappropriate to just give me something from a friend, and guess what he said?" Qin Yiyi's smile was full of smugness and mockery, waiting for An Jing to respond.
Anjing stared at her for a while, then suddenly sneered: "Let him say whatever he wants. It's not like it's anything valuable. Since I gave it to him, it's none of my business who he gives it to. Giving it to you is the same as throwing it into a ditch for me, understand?"
Quietly, she raised her chin, her tone filled with a unique arrogance, and said, word by word, "Don't try to show off in front of me. Even if Yan Su chose you, it's because he's blind and can't tell which is more valuable, a stone in a ditch or a gem. What's there to be proud of?"
After saying that, An Jing stopped looking at Qin Yiyi, whose face had turned pale, and turned to leave.
Her steps were calm and sharp, seemingly unaffected by the woman at all.
However, only she knew that every word she spoke and every expression she made was a forced performance.
Her pride wouldn't allow her to show weakness in front of others.
But in reality, her heart had a hole in it, and a cold wind was whistling in, chilling her to the bone.
She clenched her fists tightly to keep her hands from shaking.
That was something she gave to Yan Su, how could he...
After catching her breath several times, she told herself not to get angry and not to believe Qin Yiyi's one-sided story.
She needed to at least get to the bottom of things. She patted her face, composed herself, and went back to the cabin.
However, the scene before her eyes after she pushed open the courtyard gate was like a bucket of cold water poured over her.
Qin Yiyi returned before her. In the courtyard, she threw herself into Yan Su's arms, the two of them pressed tightly together. Upon seeing her, Qin Yiyi even let out a soft gasp.
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