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Despite her trying to excuse me, Xiao Minxing's message was clear: the only goal was to make me go back.
What reason do I have to drag my friends into my family troubles? It wasn't just her; even her boss got involved, which was truly unexpected for me.
The next day, after Mina went to work, I also went out, took some of her spare change, and took a taxi directly to Xiao Minxing's office.
He wasn't surprised to see me. He glanced at me with a sidelong look and then went back to his own business, treating me like air.
I had a purpose for coming, so I couldn't just stand there. I said frankly, "I'm going back today. Please don't make things difficult for Mina. Everything she did was for me; you have no grudge against her. If you're angry, just direct it at me."
Xiao Minxing paused for a few seconds before looking up, his voice cold and hard: "Be quiet. It's working hours now; I don't have time to chat with you. Save it for home."
With that one sentence, I ended up sitting in his office all day long, my back nearly breaking. I really didn't know how he managed to sit there all day.
By the time work ended in the evening, everyone else had left, yet he still hadn't gotten up. I was exhausted and hungry, unable to resist glancing over at him a few times.
He was still working on the computer, his fingers swiftly tapping on the keyboard, producing soft sounds.
It wasn't until late at night when the lights began to glow that he finally stood up slowly from his chair, stretched his arms, and gently twisted his neck a couple of times before taking his coat from the hanger.
Following him out, we entered the elevator in silence and then got into the car together.
He didn't drive off immediately; after a few minutes, he suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
I turned to look at him, surprise written all over my face.
"When did I have so many rights that I could choose what to have for dinner? Isn't it just that he forces me to follow along?
Besides, I didn't come here today just to eat. I have something important to discuss. Since he is free to talk now, I can only speak up again.
'Can you let Mina go? She's really having a hard time, working overtime every day for this project...'
I tried to use a soft tone, but before I could finish, he interrupted me, his voice laced with impatience: 'Is there anything else you want to say besides her?'
I didn't understand his words, but I still tried to think and said, 'I'm going home today.'
He was furious and slammed on the gas pedal. The car shot out like a long-dormant leopard, quickly leaving the parking lot and hitting the road outside.
The atmosphere became tense, awkward, and suffocating.
After a long while, he finally asked, 'Have you decided what you want to eat?'
'Oh, anything is fine as long as you like it.' I dared not say more.
He shot me a sideways glance, his tone not very pleasant: 'When did you start thinking about what I like? When you ran away from home and moved in with someone else, did you ever think about whether I liked it or not?'
That question sounded a bit childish. If it weren't for the usual frost on his face, I might have suspected he was trying to act cute.
Of course, I couldn't respond well and couldn't think of an appropriate reply. I could only lower my head and pretend I didn't exist.
Xiao Minxing suddenly seemed to seize the opportunity and blurted out: 'Do you die if you open your mouth?'"
I muttered, "Yes, too many words will lead to mistakes. What's the difference between annoying you and dying?"
He coldly snorted twice through his nose before saying fiercely, "Just know that."
When we returned home from outside, it was already past ten at night.
Xiao Minxing was probably really exhausted; he didn't say anything more to me and locked himself in his room to take a shower and sleep.
I picked up my phone and saw several missed calls from Mina, so I hurriedly called her back.
As soon as she heard I was back, she was angry but helplessly said, "Anan, don't always put yourself in such a difficult position. You don't owe this world anything, and you certainly don't owe Xiao Minxing anything. There's no need to bow down so much to repay him."
I nodded quickly and said, "I know, but this matter really started because of me. If I come back, it might let him spare your company, which would save you a lot of trouble, right? After all, we are still married now. I can't keep living in your house, and besides..."
I paused for a moment, suddenly picturing Xiao Minxing sitting in the office. My heart softened again as I gently said, "Besides, his work is also very hard. I sit in the office waiting for him all day and feel sore all over; he sits there like that every day."
Mina scoffed, "Which working person isn't like that? What you see is still the good side. If you saw those who go out running errands, you'd feel life is even harsher."
Yes, life is cruel. I am the only one living in a fairy tale. Before, it was enough just to support myself; now I don't even have to take care of myself and can just throw everything onto Xiao Minxing. Thinking about it carefully, I've deceived him time and again; it's understandable that he gets angry with me.
The next morning I woke up very early. For the first time, I put my heart into making breakfast, and while doing so, I didn't curse him in my mind.
When Xiao Minxing came downstairs and saw the food on the table, he clearly froze for a moment before curling his lips into a mocking smile and saying, "You're willing to spend money for her."
I tried to remain calm and said, "It's not entirely for her; I saw you were quite tired from work yesterday, so I wanted you to eat something better."
His gaze froze, his eyes lightly drifting to my face, the gray-brown pupils reflecting my current state—flustered and scared.
"Um, you eat first. I'll fry an egg," I hurriedly retreated to the kitchen, secretly sweating.
He didn't say much either, pulling out a chair to sit down and starting to eat breakfast.
Before leaving, he coldly said to me, "I keep my word."
I let out a long breath in secret, but it just happened to catch his attention. Xiao Minxing rolled his eyes, looking up at the ceiling, his tone even worse: "But your punishment hasn't started yet. Just wait for it."
My heart sank again, but I didn't even have the chance to ask a single question before I saw him walk out the door.
All day long, I was restless, my mind replaying his words like a broken record. I felt both scared and hopeful for the time to pass quickly; since it was a punishment, once it was over, everything should be fine, right?
However, when Xiao Minxing returned that night, he was silent as ever, still looking exhausted. He ate dinner and then quietly went back to his room to sleep.
The more he acted this way, the more uneasy I became. Every day I was on edge, but at night I really didn't dare disturb him; someone who had worked all day wouldn't be in a good mood. Besides, he had a volatile temperament—if I really pushed him too far, who knew if I'd see the sun rise the next day?
All I could do was try to lower my presence as much as possible and do everything around the house that I could manage.
But the verdict still came.
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