Similar to ambiguity (2)

  This road was really crowded, with too many people at every stop. Du Ke Wei wasn't good at squeezing onto the bus and often got pushed to the back by others, watching helplessly as the doors closed and the bus drove away. After a few attempts, they gave up and walked instead, feeling safer on the well-lit main road with occasional appearances of handsome traffic police uncles.

  He wasn't always silent, and during this time, they couldn't help but talk about their age and professional background. He was three years younger than her, which made for a slight generation gap. He had studied finance in college, and she asked him why his family didn't send him abroad to study if they were so wealthy. He smiled and said it was because he loved his country, but his tone wasn't genuine at all. Du Ke Wei also smiled, knowing that every family has its own unspeakable secrets, and since he didn't want to talk about it, asking more questions would be pointless. However, she herself was a transparent person, with nothing worth hiding, and a simple question could lead her to elaborate on various aspects.

  Finally exhausted, the feet cramped in high heels were numb and painful, so I had to find a stone chair by the road to sit down. It was already very late, and on the road, only a few taxis operating at night could be seen, and not a single pedestrian passed by for half a day. The dark moon and strong wind were probably referring to this kind of time. Cases can happen anywhere and anytime.

  However, perhaps because there was a man beside her, Du Kuiwei did not feel afraid, but rather invigorated from the long journey. This section of road was not far from their school, and the surrounding buildings were all familiar to them. She took a glance around and pointed at a Western restaurant in the distance, exclaiming, "Look, Xu Xiang and I had our first date there."

  Li Jiahao seemed uninterested and only replied half a day later with disdain, "What's likable about that married man?"

  If it were an ordinary person, Du Kui would have raised his eyebrows and counted out the advantages one by one from head to toe. But Li Jiahao was different after all, he was indeed much better than Xu Xiang in all aspects, thinking about it until the end, she said with a half-joking tone, "Because he is a mature man, rich in experience, and highly skilled."

  After she finished speaking, she only then realized that something was off. Turning her head around, Li Jiahao was also gazing at her with a somewhat ambiguous expression.

  "Skilled?" His lips curled up into a playful arc, his eyes seemingly unintentionally drifting to her chest for a moment.

  For some reason, at this moment, she couldn't help but think of the time when Li Jiahao said "look up and not look down" in the hotel. She felt extremely embarrassed, as if she was on fire.

  He... saw it, right?

  Although she was wearing a windbreaker, she had an inexplicable illusion of being naked. After being stunned for a while, she finally spoke up and said, "My... feet hurt so much."

  Li Jiahao raised an eyebrow, "Huh?"

  She pointed to her own foot, secretly rejoicing that it had coincidentally blistered, a perfect example of "losing the horse to find the treasure". Li Jiahao looked at it for a while, couldn't help but frown, with an expression of "how disgusting".

  She didn't care about being despised at this time, and hurriedly pretended to be pitiful, pushing Li Jiahao to the 24-hour convenience store across the street to buy band-aids. Then, after he turned around, she took two deep breaths, patted her chest and told herself to calm down.

  Losing face is worse than losing money, being played by a little devil until one's face turns red isn't something enjoyable.

  However, her feet were indeed worn out and pitiful, with a band-aid stuck on them that couldn't even cover the wound. This made Li Jiahao complain non-stop, "Your feet are like steamed buns, so fat and big."

  She smiled faintly and bore it, she endured. Big feet weren't a new insult, after all; back in the day when her classmates called her "Big-Footed Empress Dowager Du", hadn't she gotten over it just fine?

  After struggling for half a day, Li Jiahao couldn't help but glance at the label when putting on shoes, and his eyebrows furrowed again. "This kind of unbranded goods is better to throw away as soon as possible."

  Du Kewe finally exploded, so angry that he bled internally, and almost regretted not crawling back into his mother's womb.