Chapter 8: The Wasp Repeatedly Strikes the Autumn Zither String

  "Am I ugly?"

  "Aren't you ugly?"

  "What's wrong with my looks?"

  "You now look like an unkempt 'Impressionist'!"

  "Abstract? You're praising me!" Ling Shuiyue deliberately misinterpreted his words.

  Moxi Xue really wanted to kick him, but before she could even think he had a gentlemanly demeanor, his demeanor vanished. Every word he spoke was so harsh and choking: "It seems your face is really thick, no wonder your beard is so short."

  "Sir! Would you like to see if this suit is satisfactory?" The salesgirl reminded Ling Shuiyue and Mu Si Xue on the side.

  Ling Shuiyue didn't go towards the mirror, but instead took a step back and asked Musi Xue: "What do you think?"

  He smiled awkwardly at the salesgirl, then turned his face away and put on a serious expression: "Great! Perfect! Miss! Let's check out!"

  "Wait a minute! Let me take a look in the mirror!" Ling Shuiyue stood in front of the mirror: "It's quite ordinary.

  Meng Xue sat back on the sofa with a helpless expression, silently staring at Ling Shuiyao, using her eyes to speak: Go ahead and choose, I'll accompany you to the end!

  Ling Shuiyue changed his clothes and continued to pick out a tie, still having Muxi Xue help him put it on: "Have you had many boyfriends before? How come you're so good at tying ties?"

  "Sir! Whether I've had many boyfriends or not has nothing to do with you!" Musui Xue deliberately pushed her tie upwards, and Ling Shuiyao felt a bit breathless.

  Ling Shuiyue Song Xiaolong tie: "You did it on purpose."

  "I did it on purpose. And you, sir? You've tried on over a dozen suits and twenty-something ties, making me tie them for you until my hands are sore. Are you saying you didn't do it on purpose? It's just courtesy, very normal." Musan Xue pointed at the seven or eight suits and over a dozen ties laid out beside her. What was she? A clothing assistant? A salesgirl?

  "It's just accompanying me to pick out clothes. Besides, who made my clothes dirty?"

  "That's not my boyfriend! He's a colleague!" Musui Xue said, walking up to the counter and taking out her card. She pointed at Ling Shuiyue's suit: "Add a tie."

  "Are you kidding me?"

  Muxi Xue felt that he had endured enough to repay the favor he had just received. He was more difficult to deal with than his girlfriend, truly birds of a feather flock together.

  No matter what Ling Shuiyue says again, she will stick to her silence and then leave this place of right and wrong, this troublemaker.

  She was angry, and she was seriously angry. Ling Shuiyue smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking that it was normal for her to be angry, and if he were in her shoes, he would have already thrown a punch and left.

  He even ridiculed himself, it seems that he really had the intention of teasing her, avenging his girlfriend's 'water hand', and maybe still resenting himself for ruining his happy duck bath.

  The last bit of regret in Xue's heart instantly dissipated, and that was for the best; she didn't owe anyone anything.

  "I'm hungry, let's eat."

  You're hungry, why invite me to dinner? This doesn't make sense. Musi Xue signed for the card.

  Seeing Muxi Xue's non-reaction, Ling Shuiyao said: "I... earlier was a bit excessive. You accompany me to pick out clothes, I'll accompany you to eat, we'll call it even, okay?"

  Muxi Xue continued to stubbornly maintain her silence.

  "There is a restaurant nearby, and they make very good Sichuan dishes."

  When she heard Sichuan cuisine, Muxi Xue thought of boiled fish in chili oil. She had only eaten it once since she came back. Not good! Why did she have to go with him now when she could go with anyone else at any other time? He has a girlfriend. Thinking this, Muxi Xue left the counter.

  "I'm very sincere!"

  "I also sincerely refuse!" Ling Xueyao thought at dusk.

  "What can you achieve with such a petty mind?" Ling Shuiyue said this sentence, half to Musi Xue and half to himself.

  He didn't even know what was wrong with him today, being so annoying and disgusting to a strange woman. He's always complaining that Mingde talks too much, but now he's even worse than Mingde.

  "Am I petty?" The anger that had been suppressed for half a day was about to erupt, and she told herself in her heart: Must not lose temper! Stay calm! Hurry up and leave! Must not lose temper! "Alright, I'm petty. What's the point of eating with someone as petty as me? How annoying would that be? Maybe it'll even make you nauseous."

  "Am I that annoying to you?"

  With a "whoosh", a roller skating youth flew past Muxi Xue's side, Ling Shuiyue stretched out his hand and pulled Muxi Xue into his arms, Muxi Xue's hair brushed against the youth's shoulder, just a little bit short of knocking him to the ground.

  Muxi Xue was also startled by this sudden unexpected event, but only for three seconds. She then found herself in Ling Shuiyao's arms.

  She wanted to struggle free, but his arms were too strong, holding her tightly.

  She pushed again with all her might, as if she was pushing a mountain, but the mountain was so wide and warm, full of security.

  Moxi Snow was confused: She had tried to have a boyfriend before, but she had never met a boy who made her feel safe.

  Every time she gets close to a boy, she is controlled by her blank memory. She doesn't know if she has ever loved someone, or been loved, whether the boy in front of her knows about her past, and whether he will have any intentions towards her. For some reason, she feels a kind of fear from deep within her heart towards them.

  She saw a psychologist, and the doctor told her to chat with boys she often meets, understand first and then get in touch.

  She did what the doctor said, but it didn't work. Even if she chatted with the boy for a year or two, she still had no sense of security.

  She didn't dare tell her father, nor did she dare tell her friends. She believed that if she regained her memory, everything would be resolved effortlessly.

  But all these years have passed, and her memory has never come back...

  Ling Shuiyue finally found the answer. The moment he held her in his arms, he understood everything.

  Why does he always want to get close to her, why can't he help but think of her, because of this smell, because of this breath.

  She is ugly and awkward, but she is his slender daughter! Only a slender daughter can have this enchanting aura that makes him unforgettable.

  He buried his head deep in her neck, greedily sniffing her fragrance, feeling her softness, letting time slip away in this softness... No, no! He wouldn't allow himself to betray Xia Yinyin's love!

  Suddenly, Ling Shuiyue ruthlessly pushed Musi Xue out again.

  This time, Musi Xue wasn't as lucky as last time. She fell heavily to the floor and the shoes she had just put on flew off her feet.

  Ling Shuiyue was also startled by her own actions, what's wrong with her? It's not her fault that she looks like a monster, it's not her fault that she has a similar taste to the monster, she never tempted or seduced him, it was always him who took the initiative and pestered her.

  He walked forward, stretched out his hand and wanted to help Musi Xue get up.

  Muxi Xue dodged Ling Shuiyao's hand and stood up with the support of the wall, limping away.

  "Over there!" Ling Shuiyue saw Musi Xue walking in the opposite direction of her shoes.

  Muxi Xue took off her other shoe and continued on barefoot. It seemed she was destined to go home barefoot today.

  Ling Shuiyue grabbed her shoes and chased out, Mu Si Xue had already sat in the taxi.

  He helplessly dropped his powerless hands, heaven knows what he wants to do?

  At dusk, Xiaye drove back to the parking lot by the sea and drove alone along the coastal highway.

  After an unknown period of time, she took her foot off the accelerator and let the car coast freely until it came to a stop.

  Getting off the bus, the chill quickly entered her body from the soles of her feet. At this moment, what she needed was the chill, she had to stay calm and be ready at any time.

  Mom is gone, she has no one to rely on, everything has to be done by herself.

  Leaning on the carriage, she took down her hairpin, and the sea breeze blew through her slightly curled long hair.

  She did many wrong things today. She shouldn't have gone to the beach, shouldn't have taken that cup of black coffee, shouldn't have listened to that guitar, shouldn't have run away barefoot in a mess, shouldn't have let a stranger with a girlfriend hug her and walk away, and especially shouldn't have strolled through the department store with him, tying countless ties for him.

  Why are there so many "shouldn't"s? And in Ruiyuan Villa, she was actually so infatuated with his embrace, and even today is the same.

  He has a girlfriend, he slammed himself twice, and he's still thinking about her... He's a man who attracts her like a magnetic field, hot and cold...

  How can this be? How can she be so shameless as to be pushed out by a strange man twice?

  There was also a man who fell off his horse and got hurt. He knew she liked drinking black coffee, and even that she liked going to the seaside.

  Damn it! Everything today is damn it!

  Pei Yichen sat by the sea, waiting for her return. She would come back! Just like they met again after ten years.

  It's almost ten o'clock. When Ye Ge dialed Pei Yichen's mobile phone and no one answered, he knew that the other party must be watching the sea.

  "Let's go back, we can come again tomorrow. The leg injury is important." Yī Gē picks up the guitar on the wheelchair and motions for Péi Yì Chén to sit down in it.

  Pei Yichen looked at the delicate shoes on the steps, picked them up, put them down, picked them up again, and then put them down: If she comes back, she can still take her shoes away.

  No! Let him take it away instead. This way, I can find an excuse to return her shoes or have a reason to sit by the sea and wait for her to come looking for her shoes.

  Pei Yichen took his shoes and sat in the wheelchair: "Let's go."

  Yi Ge closed the trunk and just heard Pei Yichen shouting at him: "Hurry up! Yi Ge!"

  He sat back in the driver's seat, fastening his seatbelt as he asked, "What's wrong?"

  "Let's go over there."

  "Why?"

  "I want to blow the sea breeze again!"

  Only a ghost would believe he still wants to blow sea breeze again. Yidun didn't want to say, and Yiguo didn't ask; this was their way of getting along for many years.

  As Mu Si Xue's car slowed down, Pei Yi Chen reminded Yi Ge: "We're slowing down, don't get too close to the car in front."

  In the end, they stopped far away in a dark place where Muxue couldn't see them.

  Yi Ge looked at the black shadow in front of him and then at Pei Yi Chen's focused gaze: That was a woman! The woman who caught Pei Yi Chen's interest!

  "She's leaving!" Yiguo said in a low voice.

  "Uh-huh. We go ahead and then come back again."

  "Why?"

  "I just want to see her, I'm a bit worried."

  Bai Yichen's voice was very light, so light that even he himself felt it was fleeting and uncertain.

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  Huajia Hang walked out of Shangri-La in a huff.

  He just exceeded the original plan by 600 million, it's not a big mistake, and there is already a definite message, that piece of land will definitely make a profit.

  Every day you look at my face and then give up on me. I'm your only son, can't you even let me take over Huadong?

  What's wrong with tomorrow's shareholders' meeting? I'm really not going, let's go gamble! Thinking of this, Huajia Hang took out his mobile phone: "Xinxin! How about we go to Macau?"

  "Alright? When are we going?"

  "Now!"

  "Really! I love you to death, Jiahang! Give me a kiss! Mmm..." The woman was so excited that she wished she could grow wings and fly over immediately.

  "It's always like this!" Huajia Hang hung up the phone and smiled triumphantly.