Unexpected Harvest (2)

  Du Ke Wei stared blankly as she stirred the plum vinegar, her mind filled with that sentence: Oh, what's your answer then?

  She couldn't see through him and couldn't understand him. She even felt that she was just foolishly imagining everything on her own.

  Li Jiahao, Li Jiahao.

  He is not her type and doesn't belong in her world.

  Those lost and sorrowful emotions came flooding in like a tide, overwhelming her nerves.

  So just let it go.

  She took a big sip through the straw, and the icy liquid poured into her throat, as if she had woken up.

  She said, "Hey, looking at you like this, you're quite handsome."

  Yan Rong burst out laughing and changed the subject to somewhere else. He was mature, having worked for so many years, and understood human relationships. Many things didn't need to be said, he could vaguely guess them, so seeing Du Kui like this made him feel relieved, and his hanging heart slowly put down.

  She's a straightforward woman, he knew that from an early age. That's why he appreciates her no-nonsense personality.

  The meal passed in laughter and chatter, and when it was time to leave, Yan Rong took out his keys and insisted on driving her home.

  "You see, men buy cars just to send pretty girls home." He said with a half-joking tone.

  Duke Wei had no reason to refuse, after all, she still had to take an hour's subway ride back home. Now that there was a warm car to send her, she was delighted and didn't have time to react. Standing in front of the Western restaurant, she watched as a black business car slowly drove up from afar. Just as she was about to get on, she heard a surprised voice from her left side, "Duke Wei?"

  Turning around, Xu Zimo was somewhat surprised to look at her, then smiled, "You're dressed like this, I almost didn't recognize you."

  It's okay, this is the road section of Xihua University, and it's not strange to run into Xu Zimo. Du Kewe awkwardly greeted him, and then saw Yan Rong walking down from the car with a friendly face, asking her, "Your friend?"

  Xu Zimo's face changed suddenly, but he immediately reacted and smiled somewhat awkwardly, "Oh, I'm interrupting your date, aren't I?"

  "He's my senior." Du Kewe explained, his gaze drifting unintentionally to the back of Xu Zimo.

  Two weeks later, she saw Li Jiahao again, but this time in another girl's arms.

  "Jiahao, hurry up!" Lan Yuejiao shouted, not noticing Du Kewe standing there at all. She still remembered her, the girl who had made a scene in the bathroom stall, threatening to kill herself, with her slightly curly long hair and her slender figure wrapped in a short skirt.

  Li Jiahao's gaze just faintly swept over with a glance.

  It's as if he doesn't recognize her at all.

  A group of people followed behind him and Lan Yue, entering in a line as if they were here for dinner. Xu Zimo patted her shoulder, somewhat helplessly saying, "I'll go first."

  She suddenly lost her words and could only stand there blankly.

  Li Jiahao's figure disappeared behind the glass door of the Western restaurant, but half a second later, he turned back and looked at her from the high steps.

  "Be careful, I hope this one isn't a married woman's husband." He said coolly. Turning around and going in, he slammed the door shut.

  Du Ke's eyes widened as he bit his lower lip, his inner anger suddenly reaching a boiling point.

  He really got on her nerves, this damn little brat!

  She bid farewell to Yan Rong and took a deep breath, then stepped back down the stairs.