Qu Fan paused briefly, paying for everything he had carefully looked at and ordering them to be sent to the Qu residence. When these merchants happily delivered the goods, they discovered it was the prominent Qu master, Xu Wanzhi inadvertently becoming a money-scattering child, which was then wildly embellished by various rumors.
After this stroll, Qu Xiaojue discovered that her husband beside her didn’t truly like anything!
This wouldn’t normally be worth feeling depressed about. He would smile slightly and praise “really well-made” for anything he saw, but whenever he turned away, those things would no longer be in his eyes. He would continue to appreciate and praise newly discovered clever items without ever looking back. Often, a person’s attitude towards things and people is the same.
She gradually watched him in shock, remembering how he had carelessly waited to be divorced, and she had thought it was just an extreme way to embarrass her… Now she realized she was the one who should feel cold!
Xu Wanzhi was watching the monkey performance when suddenly she felt a chill.
Her wrist tightened, and turning her head, she saw Qu Xiaojue staring directly at her, with a gaze that seemed to contain anger and grievance she might have misunderstood. Well, her eyesight wasn’t great.
Raising an eyebrow and looking at her questioningly, Qu Xiaojue gripped her hand and spoke somewhat awkwardly: “A’wan, you—”
She almost wanted to ask if he was planning to abandon her, but her pride prevented her from saying such words, so she could only grip his hand tightly.
What a heavy and complex gaze! Xu Wanzhi twisted her hand and couldn’t help but say: “Nonsensical.” She pulled him forward: “Don’t always speak in half-sentences. I’m not always patient enough to listen.”
This half-joking, half-serious remark further confirmed Qu Xiaojue’s thoughts, feeling a sudden ache in her heart, and she blurted out domineering words: “I don’t care if you listen or not, I just want you to be there every time I speak to you.”
Fortune Telling
Qu Xiaojue followed a few steps, grabbing his wrist again: “Do you understand what I’m saying?”
She had no time to understand! Looking at her speechlessly, she shook her head: “Master Qu, another rule: don’t always say things I don’t understand.”
