Sun Le turned around, saw Qiao Yu, immediately lowered her eyes, stopped smiling, and whispered to Jian Ning: “Sis, I’ll go out first.”
She bowed slightly to Qiao Yu and ran away, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.
Jian Ning: “………”
Qiao Yu coldly stared at her, emotions churning inside, and couldn’t help but sarcastically say: “Is this what you call work?”
Jian Ning exhaled, sitting back in front of the mirror somewhat helplessly: “Why aren’t you staying home? Why are you here?”
“If I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have known you were flirting with young girls,” Qiao Yu’s heart felt sour, cold sneers spreading across her face: “Jian Ning, did cutting your hair make you think you’re a man?”
“……Have you lost your mind?” Jian Ning said helplessly: “Which eye of yours saw me flirting? Can’t you hear how normal our conversation was?”
Qiao Yu’s gaze sharpened: “A normal conversation needs complimenting how beautiful her smile is? A normal conversation where she shares her inner thoughts at first meeting, looking like she worships you, saying she likes you?”
Jian Ning pinched her brow, deciding not to argue with an irrational person: “Qiao Yu, go home. Don’t interrupt my work.”
Qiao Yu scoffed: “Are you feeling guilty?”
“………”
Jian Ning restrained her temper: “Qiao Yu, don’t push me.”
Unexpectedly, Qiao Yu got angry first, face turning iron-blue: “What am I pushing? I’m just stating facts!”
“………”
Jian Ning didn’t want to engage anymore, standing to pass by him and go out to film, thinking it’s daytime and she’ll endure it, give Qiao Yu some face.
But Qiao Yu didn’t understand her good intentions, grabbing her wrist, forehead veins bulging: “Where are you going? Want to find that girl with the beautiful smile, right!”
Jian Ning took deep breaths, inhaling, exhaling, inhaling… damn, she couldn’t hold back!
Jian Ning turned and struck.
Qiao Yu was caught off guard, getting hit on the shoulder, not painful, but feeling a strange tingling sensation.
Qiao Yu: “………” His body was messed up by the alternate personality.
Jian Ning was truly at her wit’s end, punching and kicking: “Stop talking nonsense! Who’s flirting with anyone!”
Qiao Yu dodged everywhere but was still occasionally hit, his body not suffering much, but his face growing redder.
