Let her be arrogant

Kunshan is located close to the water, with only one peak showing off its beauty. The jade-like viburnums cluster tightly together, and the emerald-like magnolia trees have lush branches.

Under the neon lights, Sheng Lanqing took a taxi to Yangcheng Lake Peninsula Tourist Resort.

The surface of the lake is as clear as water, as blue as a gem that is still clear in the middle of the night. The shore is covered by lush leaves, and there are many boats waiting for tourists.

She rented a bicycle at the scenic spot and rode slowly along the nearly 50 kilometers of professional cycling trails.

Kunqu Opera originated in Kunshan, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and the Kunshan dialect also completely retains the full voiced sound of medieval Chinese.

Every once in a while, Sheng Lanqing would take time to come here to collect information and experience the local cultural atmosphere firsthand.

"I want a fried fish noodles with red oil and Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs. Please send them to room 213 for me."

Late at night, after Sheng Lanqing returned to the hotel room, she just called the front desk when she received a call from An Nuan.

"Sister Qing," An Nuan's voice was obviously filled with guilt, "When I went to the villa to get something, I met Mr. Xi... He asked you to get it in person."

She originally wanted to tell everything to Sheng Lanqing, but Wen Yu, who was opposite, saw her thoughts in advance and wanted to stay here to listen to her before leaving.

Next, if she still complains to Sister Qing, it will appear that she is deliberately framed and smeared.

"Assistant An," Wen Yu said almost silently, "Mr. Xi is Miss Sheng's pillow after all, and they may reconcile one day. Don't act like a villain in vain."

Where the curtains are not closed, the outside light is as bright as day.

Sheng Lanqing slowly frowned, exhaled slowly, and asked, "Did he see what was inside?"

An Nuan thought for a while and replied, "I should have read it all."

Sheng Lanqing suddenly didn't want to go back to city B and wanted to refund the plane ticket immediately.

She is tired, destroy it, she has no face to live in this windy, cold and rainy world.

"okay, I get it."

Sheng Lanqing pretended to be calm, hung up the phone, and sat on the bedside in a daze for a few seconds.

"Ahhhh!"

The next moment, she grabbed the two pillows on the bedside and threw them out fiercely.

"Hello, is it convenient for you now? I am the person responsible for distributing late night snacks, and I am here to deliver the food to you."

The knocking on the door was interrupted for a moment, and then a frightened female voice continued.

Sheng Lanqing took a deep breath, stroked her chest, and after calming down her emotions, she opened the door and asked the waiter to deliver the food.

October of the lunar calendar is the most plump season for Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs.

As soon as she opened the lid, Sheng Lanqing caught a glimpse of the golden crab paste.

But the extreme social and social experience just now made it impossible for Sheng Lanqing to calm down and eat.

She thought for a moment and tentatively dialed Xi Yu's number.

This time, it was no longer a blocked busy signal, but was quickly connected.

There was silence, except for slightly disordered breathing.

Sheng Lanqing plucked up the courage and said softly: "Mr. Xi, it was my fault to break into your house rashly. Can you forgive me?"

She still didn't dare to call him by his name anymore, after all, she no longer had the qualifications.

"forgive?"

Xi Yu's voice is always cold. The colder it is, the more cunning and vicious his methods will be.

This was his usual attitude towards his enemies, but at this moment it seemed to fall on her.

"Sheng Lanqing, it seems that the relationship between us has not reached this point yet. Just a few words, do you want to reveal everything?"

Sheng Lanqing closed her eyes and bit her lower lip hard. The smell of blood temporarily covered up the throbbing pain in her heart. She is quite self-aware.

Now he is alone. Even the company relied on Xi Yu to build the company. There really is nothing else to give him.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry."

Sheng Lanqing no longer wanted to get the things back.

Her so-called sincerity is actually not worth much.

In the room on the second floor, the window was not closed tightly, and the night wind blew through the pages on the table, blowing the old diary to the last few pages.

Xi Yu stretched out his hand to hold down the diary. With a slight exertion, veins appeared on the back of his hand.

The girl's passionate thoughts are clear.

[March 18th, sunny. I was in a bad mood today. Teacher Gu brought a nasty guy over and stood under the stage to listen to me singing "A Dream in the Garden." The nasty guy criticized me. 】

[Note: For the sake of the annoying guy’s good looks, I decided to forgive him generously. 】

[March 20th, cloudy. I was shocked today that Xi Yu can also sing Kunqu opera, and her voice is so beautiful! I really admire him. Will he be willing to teach me? 】

[April 10th, cloudy. Today I saw Xi Yu going to the lounge to change clothes, so I deliberately followed him in and even molested him. He has such a good figure, but the damn clothes hide his beauty. 】

[April 11, sunny. Oh my God, I actually dreamed that I was in love, and the hero was Xi Yu. He called me Qingqing in a very gentle voice, and I seemed to like him a little bit. 】

【…】

[March 20th, cloudy. Today is the first anniversary of Xi Yu and I knowing each other. I went to confess my love to him. Failed, never like him again. 】

"Sheng Lanqing," Xi Yu asked softly with a slightly astringent voice, "What do you think the relationship between us is?"

what relationship?

Sheng Lanqing was slightly startled, recalling what she had said to Li Ruoshui.

She didn't dare to mention the word transaction in front of him, but said cautiously: "At present, it should be a superior-subordinate relationship?"

Xi Yu sneered: "Are there any shady transactions between superiors and subordinates? Can you still keep saying that I am stingy with my little lover?"

"Sheng Lanqing, you are really good at it."

He said coldly, and the coldness dissipated in an instant, as calm as if he were facing a stranger.

"More than four hundred million, it's enough to spend on you. After all, you are really beautiful, and there are many men in the circle who want it."

Sheng Lanqing didn't answer, just lowered his eyes to look at the cold hairy crabs, and suddenly found that the plump crab paste was a bit disgusting.

She and Xi Yu should not be together in the first place.

Two equally proud and strong people will only stab each other with bruises all over their bodies.

And she was never willing to be the one to compromise.

She would rather be numb and distant from close relationships than experience the pain of being betrayed by someone she trusted. The overwhelming ridicule and sarcasm rushed towards her in an instant.

Several times I lost all thought of living, but I still managed to survive and was diagnosed with mild depression.

Then I took medicine, saw a psychiatrist, and couldn't sleep all night long. At the same time, I couldn't devote myself to studying.

Out of her love for Kunqu Opera, she survived and cured the disease, but she no longer dared to reveal her weakness and sincerity to others.

People she doesn't love will not hurt her.

"Mr. Xi."

Sheng Lanqing spoke calmly, turned away, and saw an expressionless but tear-stained face in the dressing mirror on the round table.

She pinched her cheeks hard with both hands, trying to wake herself up.

"Unwritten rules in the workplace are very common, as long as they don't affect subsequent normal work."