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I have no doubt that Lu Yishan has this ability.
Her previous attitude towards Xiao Minxing, as well as Xiao Minxing's tolerance towards her, indicate that their relationship is unusual. I think if I weren't occupying this position, this young lady from the Lu Family would have already entered the inner circle.
After seeing her, I met Su Qian.
Of course, I didn't say anything to Su Qian. He is an extremely intelligent person; saying too much would only raise suspicions. Just a few encounters with him should make Xiao Minxing realize that this woman he doesn't love might not be able to resist loneliness and could come back wearing a green hat.
Compared to a green hat, divorce would obviously be more appropriate.
After doing all this, I surprisingly felt an indescribable calmness, so calm that it seemed I had lost interest.
Everything belonging to this place would soon have nothing to do with me, and the person I had loved for so long would go on living his life. I hope he can forget the time I disturbed him and that his illness will get better soon, never to return again.
Holding my mobile phone and taking pictures inside the house, I hadn't thought much of it before, but now I suddenly realized that every place seemed worth remembering. So I took one picture after another until I filled up the camera's memory, then transferred them to the computer and continued shooting.
When Xiao Minxing returned, I had already taken pictures upstairs.
He glanced at me with a gloomy face and asked, "What’s up? Planning to sell the house?"
I initially wanted to retort back at him, but soon thought about how we were both going our separate ways and would have no chance to talk in the future. Why not cherish this brief time together?
So when I spoke, my voice softened: "I just suddenly realized the scenery is unique, so I'm taking photos for memories."
He dismissed it with a snort and sarcastically said, "You've lived here for so long and only just discovered it? How are you not dead stupid?"
Even such insults didn't seem so harsh anymore.
I smiled and didn’t add him, putting the camera down to make dinner.
He didn’t go back to his room either; he just stood there flipping through the photos on the camera. In the end, he got interested and ran out to the yard to take a few shots, coming back to show me: “Your skills are lacking; what are these? They’re all pitch black.”
I replied while stir-frying the vegetables in my hand, “The lighting in the room is dim; there’s nothing I can do about it.”
“Can’t you turn on the flash? How can you be this clueless?”
I couldn’t respond; I’ve always been slow.
He shook his head, coldly went out again to take a few more pictures indoors, and when he brought them back to show me, they were indeed much better than mine.
Watching him seriously flipping through the photos, I lost my focus and forgot about the vegetables in the pot, resulting in a burnt dish.
Xiao Minxing’s face darkened as he glared at me and asked, “Are we still eating?”
“Well, how about I treat you out for a meal? I’ve never treated you before,” I suggested.
He looked at me strangely and casually asked, “Do you have money?”
I took out the card he had given me and smiled awkwardly.
His face darkened even more, but he still went to the entrance to change his shoes: “Let’s go; I can’t swallow your cooking anymore; it’s getting worse.”
We didn’t go far, just found a restaurant nearby. It was close to the café where I had been with Su Qian before. The place looked unremarkable from the outside but was exquisitely decorated inside.
Xiao Minxing seemed familiar with this place, so after entering, he found a window seat to sit down.
I sat across from him, my eyes on the colorful lights hanging by the window and the light pink curtains. The light reflected on them, creating a particularly dreamy feeling, somewhat like a fairy tale.
If I had known this place before, I could have come here more often with him. Now that the two of us are about to part ways, if we really get divorced, I won't be able to live here anymore, and that basically means I won't have the chance to visit this restaurant again. It's such a pity for a place like this.
Suddenly, an infinite sadness welled up inside me, and everywhere I looked felt like a farewell.
Xiao Minxing ordered his meal and then glanced at me coolly, asking, "What are you doing, sneaking around and looking everywhere?"
"What do you mean sneaking around? I'm a legitimate con artist; I won't change careers halfway through. Please be careful with your words, Mr. Xiao." I argued back defiantly.
However, Xiao Minxing was taken aback. He probably didn't expect that the words he used to insult me before would now be thrown back at him by me. After giving me a strange look, he fell silent.
It turns out that arguing is like this: when you boldly admit to the attacks and insults others throw at you, they find themselves at a loss for what to do with you.
But if you refuse to accept it and keep arguing with the other person, you'll just end up in a constant fight. Unfortunately, I learned this technique too late; there probably won't be many opportunities to use it in the future.
Thinking of this, I looked at him again.
Xiao Minxing had already lowered his head to look at his mobile phone, leaning slightly forward with his hands resting on the table. The bluish light illuminated his face in the dimly lit room.
His already sharp facial features took on a darker hue under the blue light, somewhat resembling his life—appearing bright on the surface, but no one knows what lies hidden behind that brightness.
His eyelids moved slightly before he suddenly looked up and unexpectedly met my gaze.
Just that one glance made his expression darken considerably, shifting into something more probing and somber.
He still held his mobile phone in his hand; the screen had automatically locked, so the blue light faded away. Yet his piercing gaze still captured mine with undeniable dominance, staring intently.
I felt as if my thoughts were being pierced through by him, so I pretended to look for our food and turned my head away.
However, Xiao Minxing's voice came over ominously: "What's wrong?"
I turned to look at him, pretending not to understand his meaning.
However, his other hand had already reached out, grabbing my hand that was resting on the table and pulling me up forcefully, leading me outside.
"What are you doing? I'm very hungry; I want to eat," I whispered at him.
But he completely ignored me and quickly pulled me out of the restaurant door, heading towards a deserted area in the distance.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
The two of us stopped under a streetlight. He stood in the light, which cascaded down from above, yet it did not illuminate his face.
His entire face was obscured by the shadow cast from above, creating a unique darkness, while his gaze burned intensely, making anyone who looked at him feel uneasy.
My legs were trembling slightly as I tried hard to calm myself down and not show any signs of weakness, but at that moment, I couldn't even speak clearly and could only stare at him.
The air seemed to freeze, and after a long while, I heard Xiao Minxing say, "Did you do something again?"
I shook my head.
He wasn't in a good mood; suddenly, his hand shot forward and gripped my chin, turning my face towards the light. His voice was dangerously fierce: "Speak."
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