He turned back, “What is it, Xiao Yue?”
“Thank you for today; I’ve wasted your precious morning time, and you haven’t eaten lunch yet!” Chu Yue apologized. “Next time, I’ll treat you to a meal…”
“Okay!” He nodded and smiled, opening the door.
“Gu Yunzhi!” She called again.
“Hmm?” He turned back once more.
A smile slowly blossomed on Chu Yue’s lips: “I’ll cook personally…”
Gu Yunzhi was stunned, staring at her for a few seconds before saying: “I’m looking forward to it!” Then he pushed open the door and walked out slowly.
The room felt empty. And so did Chu Yue’s heart.
Women, Why Torment Women (1)
Chu Yue didn’t expect Lin Lan to come directly to her immediately after returning from her honeymoon. It was noon, and she was taking a nap when the sharp doorbell rang persistently. To avoid waking the neighbors, she drowsily got up to open the door.
At the doorway, Lin Lan stood glamorously, her face radiant. Seeing Chu Yue, she immediately gave her a Western-style big hug, her voice sweet as honey: “Chu Chu, I missed you so much!”
The weather was already hot, and Lin Lan’s passionate embrace almost suffocated Chu Yue. “So, your honeymoon is over?”
Lin Lan threw her shoes off as if she were at home, then pulled out a beautifully packaged box from her bag: “I came to bring you a gift. I didn’t even stop for water on my way here. Aren’t I a good friend?” She plopped down on the bamboo mat sofa, spreading out comfortably, complaining, “I’m exhausted. This honeymoon was more tiring than work!”
Chu Yue placed the box aside and poured her a glass of water. Lin Lan didn’t hesitate, gulping down the water in one go, clearly parched. “Another glass!”
Chu Yue looked at her with some sympathy, thinking about her long journey in such hot weather. She knew Lin Lan’s purpose: first, to show off; second, to probe why she had suddenly gone to Zhuhai. Ultimately, she was just worried about her. Chu Yue couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
While she was thinking, Lin Lan sweetly said: “We took so many photos.
