Chapter Thirteen: Negative Emotional Intelligence

  I'm not happy about it, why did he break up with me? He was the one who confessed to me first, and now he's the one saying we should split up. I don't want to accept it.

  Jing Yang was worried that An Le would say she couldn't let go of this feeling, but unexpectedly this girl is so competitive, she doesn't care about breaking up, what she cares about is who said break up first, my god, this study-obsessed thinking is too weird!

  "What do you want to do?"

  "I don't know." An Lele sat in the passenger seat, her mind a mess. She and Sun Ze hadn't talked much anyway, she was thinking that after graduation, when both of them had stable jobs, they could slowly start, but she didn't expect this guy to do something like this.

  Jing Yang looked at her face full of grievances, and his heart had selfish thoughts. He couldn't let An Lele continue with that scum anymore. If they were going to break up, it was better to do so thoroughly.

  "After all, it's still a matter of face."

  "Right! I won't be the one who gets dumped." An Lele said while thinking of a solution.

  "You're right, let me show you something. Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to winning every battle." Jingyang said as he took out a tablet computer from the back seat and opened it.

  She smiled wryly and didn't want to watch anything like "The Breakup Handbook" or whatever.

  She stared at the tablet in her hand inexplicably, "Take a good look," Jingyang said.

  "This is not..."

  "Shh!" Jingyang made a silencing gesture towards her.

  She stared at the computer screen, and after finishing reading, her emotions suddenly became excited. "Who is this woman?" An Lele asked.

  "I don't know either."

  She handed the phone with photos to her, her small hands clenched together, breathing irregularly. Looking at her indignant expression, Jingyang locked the car door, "You knew it all along?"

  "Two hours earlier than you, with date on top. The mobile terminal of this phone was first launched at:"

  "It's quite laughable, isn't it?"

  "I don't think so." Jingyang said very seriously. How could such a strong girl be willing to cry in front of others?

  An Lele only now realized that she had actually fallen into the pit dug by Sun Ze and that woman, burying her alive, and she still didn't know.

  She tried her best to open the car door, but couldn't open it.

  "Let me go."

  "No way!"

  "Jingyang, you must be laughing at me being played like this."

  Jing Yang patted her head and said, "I really don't know if your brain structure is different from others, you talk so irrationally."

  "Ah, why did you hit me?" An Lele protested, covering her head.

  "Keep talking nonsense and I'll hit you." Jingyang said strongly.

  An Lele remained silent, merely rubbing her temples.

  "Are you rushing towards them like a mad dog? Have you been vaccinated against rabies?"

  An Lele glared at Jing Yang, and he was indeed watching the commotion!

  "A clever woman wins with elegance, you know, silly girl?"

  An Le continued to stare at him, now her skill was only left staring at him, who said stupid girl? He is the stupid girl, his whole family is stupid girl!!

  Jingyang glared at her for staring at him and gave her a loud slap on the head with his hand.

  "Oh, pain!" An Lele frowned and glared at him.

  "He still knows pain, which means his nerves haven't completely lost their function," Jingyang said.

  "Why do you always hit me?" An Lele pressed her forehead and asked loudly.

  "Because you should be beaten, your IQ is very high, but your EQ is negative." Jingyang's words made Anlele's little heart in her mind beat Jingyang into a pig head.

  Jingyang saw that she was calm and drove the car forward.

  "What's going on?" An Lele asked tensely as she stared at him.

  "Let you eat your fill first, otherwise how can you fight with others?" Jingyang replied.

  "Oh, I see, then I'll eat meat, beef."

  Jingyang almost burst out laughing, it was really unexpected that she would think of this. Was she really going to have a big fight with that little third wheel? Just as he was about to speak up, Anle quietly said in an embarrassed tone: "Then can you treat me to this meal, when I have money, I'll return the favor."

  Jing Yang really wanted to laugh, this little girl, what should he do with her!

  "Alright!"

  An Le ate all the delicious food on the table without caring about her image.

  "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you can eat so much meat and still be so thin, it's really a waste!" Jingyang shook his head and said.

  "Don't look at me being thin, I'm all muscle." An Lele replied while eating.

  "Lift up your clothes and let me take a look."

  "Uh..." An Lele was caught off guard by Jing Yang's words and was left speechless.

  "You... this... cough, cough, cough..." Jingyang quickly handed her a glass of water, she couldn't bring herself to say the word "scoundrel". The food had gone up her nostrils, she got up and ran into the bathroom.

  Jingyang couldn't help but laugh, and to onlookers, it seemed like a young couple was playfully bickering. It took a long time for Anle to return to her seat, where she glared at him fiercely, as if her gaze could kill, she would have torn Jingyang into a thousand pieces.

  "Let's go after we've eaten our fill!" Jingyang got up to pay the bill.

  As they walked out of the restaurant, Jingyang took her to the pedestrian street. The night-time pedestrian street was indeed lively. Anle had never really strolled down the street before and she looked around curiously. Jingyang saw her curious expression and slightly raised an eyebrow, asking: "You and your ex-boyfriend used to come here often, didn't you?"

  "I've never been here before, who has time to go shopping!" An Lele said as she walked.

  Jingyang initially furrowed his brow, but then inexplicably felt a sense of joy in his heart. He walked to the entrance of a store and stopped, saying: "Come on in!"

  An Lele looked at the image design shop and stopped in her tracks. She still had to go find Sun Mou to negotiate, but she didn't have time to come here and watch him show off.

  "Hurry up."

  "No, I have something important to do." An Le said stubbornly.

  Jing Yang couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward, grabbing her wrist and pulling her inside the door, saying: "You're such a troublesome woman."

  "Mary, dress her up in a foreign style, and be quick about it!" Jingyang said to a woman dressed in a masculine way.

  The woman nodded, raised an eyebrow and pushed An Lele upstairs.

  "Jingyang, what are you doing?"

  "Shh!" Jingyang just silenced her.

  Before An Le had even stood firm on her feet, several women surrounded her, holding up clothes to compare them against her body, and finally settled on a white dress.

  An Lele walked out wearing that little white skirt, her legs trembling with nervousness. Several women showed satisfied smiles, An Lele bit her lip and awkwardly pressed down on the hem of the skirt saying: "Isn't it too short?"

  "If the skirt were any longer, it would be something a housewife wears." The woman named Mary said with a straight face: "Your legs are so good-looking, but you keep them hidden in long pants every day. What a waste! A woman should show off her sexy side, hmm!"