jdhmnovel Chapter 127 1 thought becomes a demon
Chapter 127 1 thought becomes a demon
He Qiaoyun smiled faintly, "I didn't go anywhere."
Her words were vague and ambiguous. If Feng Jiashu hadn't known beforehand that she was staying at a hotel, he would have assumed she had gone back to see her ex-husband...
Feng Jiashu looked into her eyes and after a long while said, "Do you believe me? There's nothing between me and Ruan Shu."
He Qiaoyun looked away, her smile faint, seemingly indifferent. "Why are you telling me all this? You're both unmarried, it's normal for things to happen between you."
These words silenced Feng Jiashu. He had already prepared his explanation, but now any attempt at explanation was superfluous and mere sophistry, because Ruan Shu was still there.
He Qiaoyun, holding onto the door frame, pushed it forward little by little. "You must have had a tough day at work. Go and get some rest."
Before Feng Jiashu could say anything more, the door had already closed.
He Qiaoyun leaned against the door and sighed heavily.
The two people were separated by only a door panel, yet it felt as if there was a huge mountain between them, making it impossible for them to communicate clearly.
Feng Jiashu raised his hand, knocked on the door, and said, "Dinner will be ready soon."
He Qiaoyun subconsciously responded with an "okay".
Then, Feng Jiashu turned and went downstairs.
Meanwhile, He Qiaoyun, inside the room, stared blankly at the open suitcase, torn between whether or not to pack her bags and leave.
go?
Still not leaving.
While I was struggling with this decision, I got hungry.
At that moment, there was another knock on the door.
She got up to open the door, and when she saw it was Tian Tian, her smile faded. "What's wrong?"
Tian Tian stared at her for a while, then took her hand and led her downstairs.
When they arrived at the restaurant, they saw Ruan Shu diligently carrying out the food, looking every bit the virtuous and domestic woman.
When Ruan Shu saw He Qiaoyun, her smile remained unchanged, and she said insincerely, "Sister Qiaoyun, please sit down."
At this moment, Feng Jiashu came over and said, "Please sit down."
He Qiaoyun was pulled by Tian Tian to sit to Feng Jiashu's right, while Ruan Shu sat to his left.
When Li Ma brought out the bowls and chopsticks, Ruan Shu immediately picked up the small bowl in front of Feng Jiashu and ladled him a bowl of soup. "Brother Jiashu, you've worked hard. This is a soup I made myself, made with lamb kidneys and sea cucumber. It'll help you recover."
There were two soups on the table. One was a corn and pork rib soup made by the chef, and the other was a lamb kidney and sea cucumber soup that Ruan Shu had personally cooked. It sounded like a very nourishing soup for men, and she said it in such an ambiguous way, as if something had happened between the two of them.
Feng Jiashu, however, showed no appreciation whatsoever, removing the soup offered to him and refusing, "No need."
Ruan Shu wasn't embarrassed by the rejection. She smiled and brought the dish back to him, saying coquettishly, "Brother Jiashu, I've been stewing this all afternoon. Please try it."
Not wanting to lose his temper with her at the dinner table, Feng Jiashu refused again: "No need."
Ruan Shu twisted the rope and put the soup back, saying, "Just take a sip."
Feng Jiashu was exhausted and didn't want to talk to her anymore, but he didn't touch the soup in front of him until it cooled down.
He Qiaoyun ate only the dishes and didn't touch the two soups. On the contrary, when Tian Tian was curious and wanted to serve the lamb kidney and sea cucumber soup, Ruan Shu stopped her.
Tian Tian looked puzzled.
Ruan Shu explained, "This is a very nourishing soup, but children shouldn't eat it, as it can cause them to get a nosebleed due to excessive internal heat."
Tian Tian nodded, no longer wanting to drink the soup.
Ruan Shu didn't eat much for dinner, but instead stared at the small bowl of soup in front of Feng Jiashu, noticing that he hadn't touched it at all.
Seeing that his bowl was empty, she became a little anxious. "Brother Jiashu, are you thirsty after eating? Have some soup to quench your thirst."
Feng Jiashu put down his chopsticks and stood up. "No need, I'm full. You can drink it yourself."
He Qiaoyun was also thirsty, so she got up and wanted to go to the kitchen to get a drink of water, but unexpectedly ran into Feng Jiashu.
When Feng Jiashu saw her come in, he opened the cabinet, took out a cup and handed it to her, saying, "I see you haven't had any soup, you must be thirsty."
She took the cup, politely said "thank you," and then went to the water dispenser to get some water.
"How was your day?" he asked.
He Qiaoyun smiled faintly, "It's alright."
Suddenly, he said out of the blue, "She's only staying here for three days; she'll leave the day after tomorrow."
He Qiaoyun subconsciously turned her head and stared into his eyes, her mind going completely blank.
He added, "There's nothing between us. It was my aunt's arrangement, and there's nothing I can do about it."
Although these words sounded weak and powerless, he still wanted to say them and make things clear to her.
But to He Qiaoyun, it sounded like a tired cliché. At that moment, her subconscious had already concluded that a spark had formed between him and Ruan Shu, which was why he had kept her there…
She gave him a perfunctory smile and said, "Okay, I'm going upstairs now."
Feng Jiashu stared at her indifferent back, feeling utterly powerless. "Why can't I understand her..."
He Qiaoyun returned to her room, sat on the sofa chair on the terrace with a water glass in her hand, and gazed absently at the night view outside the window.
She slept too much during the day and was very energetic at night. Unable to sleep, she started looking at rental listings nearby. After looking at the rental listings, she checked hotel prices, thinking that she would pack her bags and move out the next day.
These things are better resolved sooner rather than later; the sooner you resolve them, the easier it will be for your mind.
She decided to pack up immediately, as she couldn't sleep anyway.
At this moment, Ruan Shu was unwilling to let the pot of soup be thrown away, so she reheated the soup, went back to her room, took out her perfume, applied it to her body, and then carried the soup up to the third floor and knocked on Feng Jiashu's door.
Feng Jiashu had just finished washing up when he opened the door and saw her smiling face. Without any hesitation, he closed the door.
Before Ruan Shu could react, she was already shut out. She shouted at the door, "Brother Jiashu, it's me, open the door!"
Frustrated, Feng Jiashu picked up his phone and called the housekeeper: "Pour out all of Ruan Shu's soup and tell her to get out."
A short while later, the butler came upstairs and forcefully took the soup from Ruan Shu's hand. "Miss Ruan, you will anger the master if you do this. Please come downstairs and don't disturb his rest anymore."
Ruan Shu was unwilling, but she still left.
While things were in complete chaos, He Qiaoyun was oblivious, engrossed in packing her things. She continued until 10:30 p.m., when sleepiness finally overcame her. She stood up her packed suitcase, washed her hands in the bathroom, and then went to bed.
I slept soundly through the night. When I woke up, it was already bright outside. I washed up and went downstairs, where I ran into Feng Jiashu, who was also coming downstairs.
Feng Jiashu greeted her, "Good morning, did you sleep well last night?"
She stopped smiling. "It's fine. How about you?"
"It's also very good."
The conversation ended, and the two stopped talking, their relationship becoming distant.
Downstairs, a hot breakfast was already laid out on the dining table.
Ruan Shu, dressed in a light pink dress and wearing youthful peach blossom makeup, greeted Feng Jiashu with a smile: "Good morning, Brother Jiashu."
Feng Jiashu gave a curt "hmm" without much emotion and then sat down at the dining table.
The four of them sat down to eat together. Ruan Shu kept chattering to Feng Jiashu, which annoyed He Qiaoyun. She only ate a couple of bites before getting up and going upstairs.
Similarly, Feng Jiashu and Tian Tian also felt annoyed and left together, one going to work and the other going to practice the piano.
He Qiaoyun went upstairs, tidied up the house briefly, and hung the clothes she had washed yesterday on the balcony. Just as she was about to go out, she received a message from the real estate agent.
She liked the pictures the real estate agent sent her last night. If they seemed suitable, she could sign the contract this morning and move her luggage in this afternoon.
Of course, if it's not suitable, I can book a hotel in the afternoon; I'll have a backup plan.
After spending most of the day with the real estate agent, she finally found a satisfactory apartment—a small one-bedroom, two-living-room unit—with a deposit of one month's rent and three months' rent in advance.
After signing the lease and receiving the house key, she took a taxi back to the villa.
As I entered and went upstairs, before I even reached the second floor, I ran into Ruan Shu walking towards the stairwell.
With no one else around, Ruan Shu stopped pretending, stepped down two steps, and looked down at him with a furrowed brow, demanding, "He Qiaoyun, why are you back again?"
He Qiaoyun didn't want to answer her question and said indifferently, "Move aside, don't block the way."
Ruan Shu, with an arrogant demeanor, said, "So what if you block my way? You're just a village woman, yet you dare to dream of marrying Brother Jiashu? You think you're worthy?"
He Qiaoyun casually lifted her eyelids and retorted, "Ruan Shu, your shamelessness is quite cheap."
Ruan Shu's face flushed red and then turned pale. Enraged and humiliated, she raised her hand and pushed He Qiaoyun.