Chapter 24
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There is a huge flow of people during the rush hour, and the red sports car is ostentatious and eye-catching. Almost everyone who comes out of the main entrance of the building will subconsciously look sideways and become a focal point for a while. Fortunately, they couldn't see what was going on inside the car from the outside. Lu Zhiqiao grabbed her bag tightly with both hands, and half of her body was squeezed against the door of the car.
"Hmm?"
Qi Yan snorted nasally, and stretched out her hand to hook her closer.
It was completely dark, and the lights inside the building were glaring, illuminating the area around the entrance as bright as day, and the flower garden outside could be clearly seen through the windshield, giving the illusion of being peeped at any time.
Lu Zhiqiao struggled lightly, but was hugged even tighter instead, like a threat, so she had no choice but to answer: "I like you."
Knowing that this person will not give up until she hears a satisfactory answer. They simply stood in a stalemate here, and at the risk of being seen by others, it is better to give some lip service, make the other person comfortable, so they can leave quickly.
Probably seeing through her intentions, Qi Yan deliberately teased her, and said perfunctorily, "Insincere, I don't believe it."
Lu Zhiqiao closed her eyes, determined to go all out, so she turned her head and kissed the corner of Qi Yan's lips lightly, but before she could move away, she was held down by a hand on the back of her head, and was kissed deeply.
The scorching breath lingered, from being active to being passive, but her mind is clear, and she said it again while breathing: "I like you..."
Finally, Qi Yan let her go.
Today Lu Zhiqiao didn't wear any makeup, but only painted her eyebrows and thin inner eyeliner, otherwise, Qi Yan would have eaten up so much liquid foundation and lipstick just now. Her lips were bloodshot and red from the kiss, panting lowly, when the woman suddenly patted the steering wheel.
"His car is worthless, the value depreciated the next day after buying it. This is a limited edition, more than 20 million yuan. It was used for collection long ago, and it is rarely used on the road. Second-hand cars are more expensive than new cars."
Qi Yan touched the steering wheel, put her fingertips on the car logo in the middle, and rubbed it lightly. The corners of her mouth raised a deep arc, and her expression was slightly contemptuous, but it was only for a moment, and soon disappeared without a trace. She turned her head and blinked:
"A fragrant car matches a beautiful woman."
"Do you think a luxury car means everything?" Lu Zhiqiao's face darkened, and her voice was low and cold.
The year when she just graduated, she's out in the sun running her business. Because she was young and beautiful, so fresh that you could pinch water out, there were many rich local bosses who wanted to bed her. To this day, she still remembers that middle-aged man who looked gentle on the surface drove a broken Mercedes-Benz, offered to take her back to the company, but secretly drove her to the hotel entrance, and his words were full of hints.
——A pretty girl like you doesn't have to work so hard.
——Sooner or later, you have to get married, and accumulate some capital for yourself while you are young.
——As long as you want, I can buy you a car, a house, or anything else.
At that time, she was naive, and didn't know that there was a kind of person in the world called "gentle beast". She thought that a married man who was old enough to be her father would not betray the family, and she always thought that the man who was dressed well and spoke well was reliable, so she didn't understand the first two sentences, so she took them as encouragement.
It was the last sentence that she understood.
That was the first time she really felt humiliated, but innocence does not mean stupidity, she was very clear-headed. She just felt disgusted, but she still has to be polite. Life does not tolerate capriciousness and hot-bloodedness. Even if she was extremely angry, she could not tear her face off with the other party, and at best, she would not have business contact in the future.
Looking back on the past many years later, the sadness is still there.
The night enveloped the whole city, the neon lights on the street and the tail lights of the cars reflected each other, looking from afar a blinding red. Jiangcheng is one of the fastest-paced cities in the country, and this is area is the fastest-paced and busiest place in all of Jiangcheng.
White-collar workers in office buildings, shopping guides in shopping malls, and delivery staff are always on the street.
You have to wonder how many people are here to make a living.
"A Teacher? Looks like a nouveau riche to me." Lu Zhiqiao gritted her teeth and looked at Qi Yan, her dark eyes were as cold as ice.
She lost control of her emotions, and she can't remember how many times this was. When facing Qi Yan, she always couldn't find her original self, and she was always at a disadvantage. However, this woman could easily hit the most vulnerable and softest part of her heart. Breaking it hard and pulling it to pieces, and witnessing all her wretchedness.
Qi Yan stared at her in a daze, her hand slowly slid off the steering wheel, the light in her eyes went out, and she smiled self-deprecatingly: "That's right, I'm the daughter of a nouveau riche."
"But I didn't mean that , I..." She choked and lowered her head slowly.
The small space is swallowed by silence.
The number of people coming out of the building gradually decreased, and occasionally a few passed by the front of the car and looked their way. Lu Zhiqiao turned her face away and let out a weary breath. She wanted to leave, but she groped blindly on the car door for a long time, but couldn't find the mechanism.
"Open the door."
Qi Yan raised her head and grabbed her other hand. she didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious.
"Open it." She said impatiently.
Qi Yan said: "Let's go back together."
"Thank you, no need."
She struggled, but her wrist was grasped even tighter, and Qi Yan's low voice came from her ear: "Don't go."
"..."
"I owe you a word. That's right, sorry for offending you and your friend."
From childhood to adulthood, Qi Yan was pampered, never been let down, and cared for by her parents like a pearl in the palm of her hand. She never suffered a little bit, never been ignored. The biggest setback she encountered was breaking up with her first love. She is used to judging the things around her with her own values. On the surface, she is polite to others, but in her heart she is deviant.
Simply put, a hypocrite.
In recent years, she has restrained herself, but after meeting Lu Zhiqiao, the soul hidden under the perfect skin is always ready to move, and once it collides, it will become a mess.
What she did and said today was childish.
It was because she cared.
"Shall we go back?" Her voice was almost pleading, but she also restrained a little.
After a long stalemate, Lu Zhiqiao's face softened a little, her lips moved, she didn't speak, she adjusted her sitting posture, straightened her knee facing the car door, and sat down.
Qi Yan heaved a sigh of relief, slowly let go of her hand, and fastened her seat belt properly, without daring to glance at her.
....
The road is congested, and no matter how fast the sports car is, it can only wait obediently. The red color is too bright, and the shape is strange and eye-catching. People will look at it a few times when it stops at the intersection. The two people sitting in the car, dare not open the window.
Going and stopping all the way, no one said a word. After calming down, Lu Zhiqiao's anger subsided a lot.
She believed in Qi Yan's character. Although it hasn't been long since they knew each other, after so many years of reading countless people and experiences, her first impression is usually correct. Today's surprise turned into fright. She never liked being in the center of attention, which makes her uneasy. There were too many things and emotions in her heart, with mixed feelings, that can be associated with past experiences.
Usually she doesn't show her emotions. But Qi Yan, this woman looks at her from body to heart, she doesn't seem to keep any secrets from her, so she becomes angry from embarrassment.
The car entered the basement of the community surprisingly smoothly, drove slowly to an unfamiliar parking space, and parked securely, with the corresponding number plate on it.
Lu Zhiqiao turned her head slightly, hesitated to speak, it just happened that Qi Yan looked up, then seemed to understand what she was thinking, and explained: "I bought a parking space." After finishing speaking, Qi Yan unfastened her seat belt, trying not to cross a line.
Her hand accidentally touched a place it shouldn't...
Soft.
Qi Yan paused, then hurriedly retracted it, pretending nothing happened, Lu Zhiqiao was thinking about other things and didn't notice.
The two got out of the car and walked side by side.
The location is not far from Building C. After walking for less than a minute, they entered the elevator and went upstairs. The atmosphere was awkward. They never spoke, but they looked at each other from the corner of their eyes.
"Good night."
Walking out of the elevator, the two said in unison, and went back to their respective homes.
While her daughter was practicing the piano, Lu Zhiqiao didn't bother her. She took off her coat and went into the kitchen. She took out the vegetables she bought in the refrigerator this morning and automatically decided on a recipe, leaving the rest of her emotions temporarily behind.
The sound of the piano stopped at some point, the door of the second bedroom opened, Lu Wei came out with slippers on, poked her head around, ran into the kitchen following the sound, hugged Lu Zhiqiao, and deliberately made a scary sound. Lu Zhiqiao was washing the vegetables, when she was startled suddenly, she heard the little girl behind her giggling: "Ms. Lu, you are so timid~"
"So rude." Lu Zhiqiao laughed, raised her hand and wiped the water off her face
"A little~"
Lu Wei stuck out her tongue, wrapped her two thin arms around her waist, and said coquettishly, "Mom, our school will have a New Year's Day party tomorrow. I will perform on a show, why don't you go and see it?"
"In the afternoon? "
"Yes."
Tomorrow, the 29th, the New Year's Day holiday will begin.
Every year, the school organizes activities, and her daughter participates in them. She is either on a business trip or working overtime. She has never been there. She can only watch the video sent by the teacher afterwards, and she is inevitably regretful. To enjoy a full vacation this year, she still has to be at work tomorrow afternoon.
"Mom~" Seeing her hesitating, the little girl begged pitifully, "Just go once~"
"And Teacher Qi promised me that if you go, she will give you a seat in the first row."
Lu Zhiqiao froze for a moment, frowning: "You mentioned it to Teacher Qi?"
She suddenly changed her face and looked serious. Lu Wei was a little frightened, shrank her neck, and nodded cautiously.
"How can you make such a request to your teacher?" Lu Zhiqiao threw the vegetables into the water and turned around, "What did mom tell you last time? Keep a distance from Teacher Qi at school! She is the teacher of all the classmates. Your teacher is not just your own teacher! If someone else finds out, have you thought about the consequences that Teacher Qi will bear?"
Her voice raised involuntarily as she spoke, her eyes, sullen
Lu Wei was so frightened that she had never seen her mother get so angry. She bit her lip and stood there at a loss.
Suddenly tears fell.
Lu Zhiqiao: "..."
Softly weeping, gradually turning into sobs.
Lu Zhiqiao turned her face away, closed her eyes and slowly opened them again, raised her hand to cover her forehead, feeling an inexplicable irritability in her heart. As long as she encountered something related to Qi Yan, she would find it difficult to control herself, and she didn't know where her temper came from.
Qi Yan, Qi Yan, Qi Yan.
It's all Qi Yan.
She sighed, took her daughter's hand and walked to the living room, took out a tissue to wipe her tears. She's really not in the mood to coax the child, got up and went back to the kitchen after wiping, and continued to wash the vegetables.
...
After eating, Lu Zhiqiao washed the dishes, cleaned up the stove. She took a rest for a while, then took her clothes into the bathroom to take a shower.
After she just came out of the bathroom, a knock on the living room door came. At this point, she doesn't even need to think about who it is, this scene is very similar to that night when her little toy was seen. Obviously she didn't use the small toy this time, but she went back to the bathroom to take a look at the shelf before opening the door.
As expected.
Qi Yan stood outside, the light reflected her glamorous face bright and clean, she looked a little lonely, she twitched the corner of her mouth: "Do you have an iron at home?"
"Yes."
"Do you also have an ironing board here? Can I borrow them for a while?
Lu Zhiqiao quietly looked at her face, and suddenly returned to her senses, nodded her head, turned and went into the study. A short while later, she carried the ironing board and the flat iron the other hand. Then, she handed them over to Qi Yan, her eyes never lifted.
"Thank you."
With a simple thank you, the relationship between the two seemed to go back to two months ago.
Polite, courteous, detached.
Qi Yan took the things, but did not leave immediately and hesitated for a moment while looking at the electric iron, and asked, "Can you iron clothes?"
"Hmm."
Hearing this sentence, Lu Zhiqiao immediately guessed what she was going to say next, and was ready to agree in her heart—since the evening was a misunderstanding, the past is over, and the days will continue, after all, she is her daughter's teacher.
"Can you iron my clothes?" Qi Yan said. "I haven't used it for a long time, my hands are raw."
"Okay."
Lu Zhiqiao agreed simply, without frowning, grabbed the key on the porch, offered to help her carry the ironing board, and walked in front.
Stepping into the door of 902, the clear and full piano sound came from the speakers in the living room, with melodious music. Lu Zhiqiao thought it was familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while, but she didn't ask. She changed her shoes and went in, set up the ironing board and put it away.
"Where are the clothes?" she asked.
Qi Yan stood two steps away from her, didn't dare to get too close, turned her head into the room, and came out after a while: "Can this still be ironed?" She unfolded the black long-sleeved blouse in her hand and shook it. Shaking, crumpled and shapeless, the fabric is almost stuck together.
"Yes." Lu Zhiqiao only glanced at it.
Most of the clothes she wears everyday need to be ironed, and she often uses irons. With more experience, she can judge at a glance. After saying this, she began to add water to the iron and plug it in.
"Then please." Qi Yan said politely, retreating to the side with a well-behaved look.
Lu Zhiqiao glanced at her, said nothing, lowered her head, laid the clothes on the ironing board, picked up the iron and pressed them on. She is skillful, very careful and meticulous, Qi Yan is watching from a distance of two steps away from her, her gaze uncontrollably moves up along her fingers, and stops at the neckline.
She is wearing round-neck pajamas with her slender neck exposed, the top button open, her collarbones looming and tickling her heart…
The night is quiet, and the sound of the piano like flowing water is intoxicating .
"Did Niuniu tell you about reserving a seat for me at the party?" Lu Zhiqiao suddenly broke the silence without looking up.
No one said a word and remained frozen, so she simply took the initiative.
Qi Yan quickly looked away, her sight landed on her clothes on the ironing board, and nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?" "
The child is not sensible, so ignore her."
"Don't mind it, that seat is empty anyway."
"You are not Niuniu's private teacher"
"I know."
Lu Zhiqiao stopped what she was doing, raised her head and looked at her, with dark and unclear emotions in her eyes, and when she saw something she didn't want to understand in Qi Yan's eyes, she immediately pulled her gaze away mercilessly, bowed her head again, and continued ironing.
Qi Yan moved her legs, clenched her hand into a fist, her knuckles became white, then she let go, and she didn't move a step in the end.
Again nothing.
There are thousands of lights outside the window, and the moon is not up.
After a while, the clothes were ironed, the black fabric was flat and smooth, and still warm to the touch. Lu Zhiqiao picked up the clothes by pinching its shoulders, and showed them to Qi Yan: "Is this satisfactory?"
The woman stood like a sculpture and just nodded.
"Hang up the clothes on a hanger and put them in the closet after drying for a while."
"Okay." Qi Yan followed suit.
Lu Zhiqiao poured out the water in the iron, folded up the ironing board, and put it by the door. She raised her eyes to see Qi Yan's back hanging clothes, sighed softly, and turned to put on her shoes.
Just as her hand touched the doorknob, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and she was suddenly hugged from behind.
"Are you angry?"
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There is a huge flow of people during the rush hour, and the red sports car is ostentatious and eye-catching. Almost everyone who comes out of the main entrance of the building will subconsciously look sideways and become a focal point for a while. Fortunately, they couldn't see what was going on inside the car from the outside. Lu Zhiqiao grabbed her bag tightly with both hands, and half of her body was squeezed against the door of the car.
"Hmm?"
Qi Yan snorted nasally, and stretched out her hand to hook her closer.
It was completely dark, and the lights inside the building were glaring, illuminating the area around the entrance as bright as day, and the flower garden outside could be clearly seen through the windshield, giving the illusion of being peeped at any time.
Lu Zhiqiao struggled lightly, but was hugged even tighter instead, like a threat, so she had no choice but to answer: "I like you."
Knowing that this person will not give up until she hears a satisfactory answer. They simply stood in a stalemate here, and at the risk of being seen by others, it is better to give some lip service, make the other person comfortable, so they can leave quickly.
Probably seeing through her intentions, Qi Yan deliberately teased her, and said perfunctorily, "Insincere, I don't believe it."
Lu Zhiqiao closed her eyes, determined to go all out, so she turned her head and kissed the corner of Qi Yan's lips lightly, but before she could move away, she was held down by a hand on the back of her head, and was kissed deeply.
The scorching breath lingered, from being active to being passive, but her mind is clear, and she said it again while breathing: "I like you..."
Finally, Qi Yan let her go.
Today Lu Zhiqiao didn't wear any makeup, but only painted her eyebrows and thin inner eyeliner, otherwise, Qi Yan would have eaten up so much liquid foundation and lipstick just now. Her lips were bloodshot and red from the kiss, panting lowly, when the woman suddenly patted the steering wheel.
"His car is worthless, the value depreciated the next day after buying it. This is a limited edition, more than 20 million yuan. It was used for collection long ago, and it is rarely used on the road. Second-hand cars are more expensive than new cars."
Qi Yan touched the steering wheel, put her fingertips on the car logo in the middle, and rubbed it lightly. The corners of her mouth raised a deep arc, and her expression was slightly contemptuous, but it was only for a moment, and soon disappeared without a trace. She turned her head and blinked:
"A fragrant car matches a beautiful woman."
"Do you think a luxury car means everything?" Lu Zhiqiao's face darkened, and her voice was low and cold.
The year when she just graduated, she's out in the sun running her business. Because she was young and beautiful, so fresh that you could pinch water out, there were many rich local bosses who wanted to bed her. To this day, she still remembers that middle-aged man who looked gentle on the surface drove a broken Mercedes-Benz, offered to take her back to the company, but secretly drove her to the hotel entrance, and his words were full of hints.
——A pretty girl like you doesn't have to work so hard.
——Sooner or later, you have to get married, and accumulate some capital for yourself while you are young.
——As long as you want, I can buy you a car, a house, or anything else.
At that time, she was naive, and didn't know that there was a kind of person in the world called "gentle beast". She thought that a married man who was old enough to be her father would not betray the family, and she always thought that the man who was dressed well and spoke well was reliable, so she didn't understand the first two sentences, so she took them as encouragement.
It was the last sentence that she understood.
That was the first time she really felt humiliated, but innocence does not mean stupidity, she was very clear-headed. She just felt disgusted, but she still has to be polite. Life does not tolerate capriciousness and hot-bloodedness. Even if she was extremely angry, she could not tear her face off with the other party, and at best, she would not have business contact in the future.
Looking back on the past many years later, the sadness is still there.
The night enveloped the whole city, the neon lights on the street and the tail lights of the cars reflected each other, looking from afar a blinding red. Jiangcheng is one of the fastest-paced cities in the country, and this is area is the fastest-paced and busiest place in all of Jiangcheng.
White-collar workers in office buildings, shopping guides in shopping malls, and delivery staff are always on the street.
You have to wonder how many people are here to make a living.
"A Teacher? Looks like a nouveau riche to me." Lu Zhiqiao gritted her teeth and looked at Qi Yan, her dark eyes were as cold as ice.
She lost control of her emotions, and she can't remember how many times this was. When facing Qi Yan, she always couldn't find her original self, and she was always at a disadvantage. However, this woman could easily hit the most vulnerable and softest part of her heart. Breaking it hard and pulling it to pieces, and witnessing all her wretchedness.
Qi Yan stared at her in a daze, her hand slowly slid off the steering wheel, the light in her eyes went out, and she smiled self-deprecatingly: "That's right, I'm the daughter of a nouveau riche."
"But I didn't mean that , I..." She choked and lowered her head slowly.
The small space is swallowed by silence.
The number of people coming out of the building gradually decreased, and occasionally a few passed by the front of the car and looked their way. Lu Zhiqiao turned her face away and let out a weary breath. She wanted to leave, but she groped blindly on the car door for a long time, but couldn't find the mechanism.
"Open the door."
Qi Yan raised her head and grabbed her other hand. she didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious.
"Open it." She said impatiently.
Qi Yan said: "Let's go back together."
"Thank you, no need."
She struggled, but her wrist was grasped even tighter, and Qi Yan's low voice came from her ear: "Don't go."
"..."
"I owe you a word. That's right, sorry for offending you and your friend."
From childhood to adulthood, Qi Yan was pampered, never been let down, and cared for by her parents like a pearl in the palm of her hand. She never suffered a little bit, never been ignored. The biggest setback she encountered was breaking up with her first love. She is used to judging the things around her with her own values. On the surface, she is polite to others, but in her heart she is deviant.
Simply put, a hypocrite.
In recent years, she has restrained herself, but after meeting Lu Zhiqiao, the soul hidden under the perfect skin is always ready to move, and once it collides, it will become a mess.
What she did and said today was childish.
It was because she cared.
"Shall we go back?" Her voice was almost pleading, but she also restrained a little.
After a long stalemate, Lu Zhiqiao's face softened a little, her lips moved, she didn't speak, she adjusted her sitting posture, straightened her knee facing the car door, and sat down.
Qi Yan heaved a sigh of relief, slowly let go of her hand, and fastened her seat belt properly, without daring to glance at her.
....
The road is congested, and no matter how fast the sports car is, it can only wait obediently. The red color is too bright, and the shape is strange and eye-catching. People will look at it a few times when it stops at the intersection. The two people sitting in the car, dare not open the window.
Going and stopping all the way, no one said a word. After calming down, Lu Zhiqiao's anger subsided a lot.
She believed in Qi Yan's character. Although it hasn't been long since they knew each other, after so many years of reading countless people and experiences, her first impression is usually correct. Today's surprise turned into fright. She never liked being in the center of attention, which makes her uneasy. There were too many things and emotions in her heart, with mixed feelings, that can be associated with past experiences.
Usually she doesn't show her emotions. But Qi Yan, this woman looks at her from body to heart, she doesn't seem to keep any secrets from her, so she becomes angry from embarrassment.
The car entered the basement of the community surprisingly smoothly, drove slowly to an unfamiliar parking space, and parked securely, with the corresponding number plate on it.
Lu Zhiqiao turned her head slightly, hesitated to speak, it just happened that Qi Yan looked up, then seemed to understand what she was thinking, and explained: "I bought a parking space." After finishing speaking, Qi Yan unfastened her seat belt, trying not to cross a line.
Her hand accidentally touched a place it shouldn't...
Soft.
Qi Yan paused, then hurriedly retracted it, pretending nothing happened, Lu Zhiqiao was thinking about other things and didn't notice.
The two got out of the car and walked side by side.
The location is not far from Building C. After walking for less than a minute, they entered the elevator and went upstairs. The atmosphere was awkward. They never spoke, but they looked at each other from the corner of their eyes.
"Good night."
Walking out of the elevator, the two said in unison, and went back to their respective homes.
While her daughter was practicing the piano, Lu Zhiqiao didn't bother her. She took off her coat and went into the kitchen. She took out the vegetables she bought in the refrigerator this morning and automatically decided on a recipe, leaving the rest of her emotions temporarily behind.
The sound of the piano stopped at some point, the door of the second bedroom opened, Lu Wei came out with slippers on, poked her head around, ran into the kitchen following the sound, hugged Lu Zhiqiao, and deliberately made a scary sound. Lu Zhiqiao was washing the vegetables, when she was startled suddenly, she heard the little girl behind her giggling: "Ms. Lu, you are so timid~"
"So rude." Lu Zhiqiao laughed, raised her hand and wiped the water off her face
"A little~"
Lu Wei stuck out her tongue, wrapped her two thin arms around her waist, and said coquettishly, "Mom, our school will have a New Year's Day party tomorrow. I will perform on a show, why don't you go and see it?"
"In the afternoon? "
"Yes."
Tomorrow, the 29th, the New Year's Day holiday will begin.
Every year, the school organizes activities, and her daughter participates in them. She is either on a business trip or working overtime. She has never been there. She can only watch the video sent by the teacher afterwards, and she is inevitably regretful. To enjoy a full vacation this year, she still has to be at work tomorrow afternoon.
"Mom~" Seeing her hesitating, the little girl begged pitifully, "Just go once~"
"And Teacher Qi promised me that if you go, she will give you a seat in the first row."
Lu Zhiqiao froze for a moment, frowning: "You mentioned it to Teacher Qi?"
She suddenly changed her face and looked serious. Lu Wei was a little frightened, shrank her neck, and nodded cautiously.
"How can you make such a request to your teacher?" Lu Zhiqiao threw the vegetables into the water and turned around, "What did mom tell you last time? Keep a distance from Teacher Qi at school! She is the teacher of all the classmates. Your teacher is not just your own teacher! If someone else finds out, have you thought about the consequences that Teacher Qi will bear?"
Her voice raised involuntarily as she spoke, her eyes, sullen
Lu Wei was so frightened that she had never seen her mother get so angry. She bit her lip and stood there at a loss.
Suddenly tears fell.
Lu Zhiqiao: "..."
Softly weeping, gradually turning into sobs.
Lu Zhiqiao turned her face away, closed her eyes and slowly opened them again, raised her hand to cover her forehead, feeling an inexplicable irritability in her heart. As long as she encountered something related to Qi Yan, she would find it difficult to control herself, and she didn't know where her temper came from.
Qi Yan, Qi Yan, Qi Yan.
It's all Qi Yan.
She sighed, took her daughter's hand and walked to the living room, took out a tissue to wipe her tears. She's really not in the mood to coax the child, got up and went back to the kitchen after wiping, and continued to wash the vegetables.
...
After eating, Lu Zhiqiao washed the dishes, cleaned up the stove. She took a rest for a while, then took her clothes into the bathroom to take a shower.
After she just came out of the bathroom, a knock on the living room door came. At this point, she doesn't even need to think about who it is, this scene is very similar to that night when her little toy was seen. Obviously she didn't use the small toy this time, but she went back to the bathroom to take a look at the shelf before opening the door.
As expected.
Qi Yan stood outside, the light reflected her glamorous face bright and clean, she looked a little lonely, she twitched the corner of her mouth: "Do you have an iron at home?"
"Yes."
"Do you also have an ironing board here? Can I borrow them for a while?
Lu Zhiqiao quietly looked at her face, and suddenly returned to her senses, nodded her head, turned and went into the study. A short while later, she carried the ironing board and the flat iron the other hand. Then, she handed them over to Qi Yan, her eyes never lifted.
"Thank you."
With a simple thank you, the relationship between the two seemed to go back to two months ago.
Polite, courteous, detached.
Qi Yan took the things, but did not leave immediately and hesitated for a moment while looking at the electric iron, and asked, "Can you iron clothes?"
"Hmm."
Hearing this sentence, Lu Zhiqiao immediately guessed what she was going to say next, and was ready to agree in her heart—since the evening was a misunderstanding, the past is over, and the days will continue, after all, she is her daughter's teacher.
"Can you iron my clothes?" Qi Yan said. "I haven't used it for a long time, my hands are raw."
"Okay."
Lu Zhiqiao agreed simply, without frowning, grabbed the key on the porch, offered to help her carry the ironing board, and walked in front.
Stepping into the door of 902, the clear and full piano sound came from the speakers in the living room, with melodious music. Lu Zhiqiao thought it was familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while, but she didn't ask. She changed her shoes and went in, set up the ironing board and put it away.
"Where are the clothes?" she asked.
Qi Yan stood two steps away from her, didn't dare to get too close, turned her head into the room, and came out after a while: "Can this still be ironed?" She unfolded the black long-sleeved blouse in her hand and shook it. Shaking, crumpled and shapeless, the fabric is almost stuck together.
"Yes." Lu Zhiqiao only glanced at it.
Most of the clothes she wears everyday need to be ironed, and she often uses irons. With more experience, she can judge at a glance. After saying this, she began to add water to the iron and plug it in.
"Then please." Qi Yan said politely, retreating to the side with a well-behaved look.
Lu Zhiqiao glanced at her, said nothing, lowered her head, laid the clothes on the ironing board, picked up the iron and pressed them on. She is skillful, very careful and meticulous, Qi Yan is watching from a distance of two steps away from her, her gaze uncontrollably moves up along her fingers, and stops at the neckline.
She is wearing round-neck pajamas with her slender neck exposed, the top button open, her collarbones looming and tickling her heart…
The night is quiet, and the sound of the piano like flowing water is intoxicating .
"Did Niuniu tell you about reserving a seat for me at the party?" Lu Zhiqiao suddenly broke the silence without looking up.
No one said a word and remained frozen, so she simply took the initiative.
Qi Yan quickly looked away, her sight landed on her clothes on the ironing board, and nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?" "
The child is not sensible, so ignore her."
"Don't mind it, that seat is empty anyway."
"You are not Niuniu's private teacher"
"I know."
Lu Zhiqiao stopped what she was doing, raised her head and looked at her, with dark and unclear emotions in her eyes, and when she saw something she didn't want to understand in Qi Yan's eyes, she immediately pulled her gaze away mercilessly, bowed her head again, and continued ironing.
Qi Yan moved her legs, clenched her hand into a fist, her knuckles became white, then she let go, and she didn't move a step in the end.
Again nothing.
There are thousands of lights outside the window, and the moon is not up.
After a while, the clothes were ironed, the black fabric was flat and smooth, and still warm to the touch. Lu Zhiqiao picked up the clothes by pinching its shoulders, and showed them to Qi Yan: "Is this satisfactory?"
The woman stood like a sculpture and just nodded.
"Hang up the clothes on a hanger and put them in the closet after drying for a while."
"Okay." Qi Yan followed suit.
Lu Zhiqiao poured out the water in the iron, folded up the ironing board, and put it by the door. She raised her eyes to see Qi Yan's back hanging clothes, sighed softly, and turned to put on her shoes.
Just as her hand touched the doorknob, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and she was suddenly hugged from behind.
"Are you angry?"
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255There is a huge flow of people during the rush hour, and the red sports car is ostentatious and eye-catching. Almost everyone who comes out of the main entrance of the building will subconsciously look sideways and become a focal point for a while. Fortunately, they couldn't see what was going on inside the car from the outside. Lu Zhiqiao grabbed her bag tightly with both hands, and half of her body was squeezed against the door of the car."Hmm?"Qi Yan snorted nasally, and stretched out her hand to hook her closer.It was completely dark, and the lights inside the building were glaring, illuminating the area around the entrance as bright as day, and the flower garden outside could be clearly seen through the windshield, giving the illusion of being peeped at any time.Lu Zhiqiao struggled lightly, but was hugged even tighter instead, like a threat, so she had no choice but to answer: "I like you."Knowing that this person will not give up until she hears a satisfactory answer. They simply stood in a stalemate here, and at the risk of being seen by others, it is better to give some lip service, make the other person comfortable, so they can leave quickly.Probably seeing through her intentions, Qi Yan deliberately teased her, and said perfunctorily, "Insincere, I don't believe it."Lu Zhiqiao closed her eyes, determined to go all out, so she turned her head and kissed the corner of Qi Yan's lips lightly, but before she could move away, she was held down by a hand on the back of her head, and was kissed deeply.The scorching breath lingered, from being active to being passive, but her mind is clear, and she said it again while breathing: "I like you..."Finally, Qi Yan let her go.Today Lu Zhiqiao didn't wear any makeup, but only painted her eyebrows and thin inner eyeliner, otherwise, Qi Yan would have eaten up so much liquid foundation and lipstick just now. Her lips were bloodshot and red from the kiss, panting lowly, when the woman suddenly patted the steering wheel."His car is worthless, the value depreciated the next day after buying it. This is a limited edition, more than 20 million yuan. It was used for collection long ago, and it is rarely used on the road. Second-hand cars are more expensive than new cars."Qi Yan touched the steering wheel, put her fingertips on the car logo in the middle, and rubbed it lightly. The corners of her mouth raised a deep arc, and her expression was slightly contemptuous, but it was only for a moment, and soon disappeared without a trace. She turned her head and blinked:"A fragrant car matches a beautiful woman.""Do you think a luxury car means everything?" Lu Zhiqiao's face darkened, and her voice was low and cold.The year when she just graduated, she's out in the sun running her business. Because she was young and beautiful, so fresh that you could pinch water out, there were many rich local bosses who wanted to bed her. To this day, she still remembers that middle-aged man who looked gentle on the surface drove a broken Mercedes-Benz, offered to take her back to the company, but secretly drove her to the hotel entrance, and his words were full of hints.A pretty girl like you doesn't have to work so hard.Sooner or later, you have to get married, and accumulate some capital for yourself while you are young.As long as you want, I can buy you a car, a house, or anything else.At that time, she was naive, and didn't know that there was a kind of person in the world called "gentle beast". She thought that a married man who was old enough to be her father would not betray the family, and she always thought that the man who was dressed well and spoke well was reliable, so she didn't understand the first two sentences, so she took them as encouragement.It was the last sentence that she understood.That was the first time she really felt humiliated, but innocence does not mean stupidity, she was very clear-headed. She just felt disgusted, but she still has to be polite. Life does not tolerate capriciousness and hot-bloodedness. Even if she was extremely angry, she could not tear her face off with the other party, and at best, she would not have business contact in the future.Looking back on the past many years later, the sadness is still there.The night enveloped the whole city, the neon lights on the street and the tail lights of the cars reflected each other, looking from afar a blinding red. Jiangcheng is one of the fastest-paced cities in the country, and this is area is the fastest-paced and busiest place in all of Jiangcheng.White-collar workers in office buildings, shopping guides in shopping malls, and delivery staff are always on the street.You have to wonder how many people are here to make a living."A Teacher? Looks like a nouveau riche to me." Lu Zhiqiao gritted her teeth and looked at Qi Yan, her dark eyes were as cold as ice.She lost control of her emotions, and she can't remember how many times this was. When facing Qi Yan, she always couldn't find her original self, and she was always at a disadvantage. However, this woman could easily hit the most vulnerable and softest part of her heart. Breaking it hard and pulling it to pieces, and witnessing all her wretchedness.Qi Yan stared at her in a daze, her hand slowly slid off the steering wheel, the light in her eyes went out, and she smiled self-deprecatingly: "That's right, I'm the daughter of a nouveau riche.""But I didn't mean that , I..." She choked and lowered her head slowly.The small space is swallowed by silence.The number of people coming out of the building gradually decreased, and occasionally a few passed by the front of the car and looked their way. Lu Zhiqiao turned her face away and let out a weary breath. She wanted to leave, but she groped blindly on the car door for a long time, but couldn't find the mechanism."Open the door."Qi Yan raised her head and grabbed her other hand. she didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious."Open it." She said impatiently.Qi Yan said: "Let's go back together.""Thank you, no need."She struggled, but her wrist was grasped even tighter, and Qi Yan's low voice came from her ear: "Don't go.""...""I owe you a word. That's right, sorry for offending you and your friend."From childhood to adulthood, Qi Yan was pampered, never been let down, and cared for by her parents like a pearl in the palm of her hand. She never suffered a little bit, never been ignored. The biggest setback she encountered was breaking up with her first love. She is used to judging the things around her with her own values. On the surface, she is polite to others, but in her heart she is deviant.Simply put, a hypocrite.In recent years, she has restrained herself, but after meeting Lu Zhiqiao, the soul hidden under the perfect skin is always ready to move, and once it collides, it will become a mess.What she did and said today was childish.It was because she cared."Shall we go back?" Her voice was almost pleading, but she also restrained a little.After a long stalemate, Lu Zhiqiao's face softened a little, her lips moved, she didn't speak, she adjusted her sitting posture, straightened her knee facing the car door, and sat down.Qi Yan heaved a sigh of relief, slowly let go of her hand, and fastened her seat belt properly, without daring to glance at her.....The road is congested, and no matter how fast the sports car is, it can only wait obediently. The red color is too bright, and the shape is strange and eye-catching. People will look at it a few times when it stops at the intersection. The two people sitting in the car, dare not open the window.Going and stopping all the way, no one said a word. After calming down, Lu Zhiqiao's anger subsided a lot.She believed in Qi Yan's character. Although it hasn't been long since they knew each other, after so many years of reading countless people and experiences, her first impression is usually correct. Today's surprise turned into fright. She never liked being in the center of attention, which makes her uneasy. There were too many things and emotions in her heart, with mixed feelings, that can be associated with past experiences.Usually she doesn't show her emotions. But Qi Yan, this woman looks at her from body to heart, she doesn't seem to keep any secrets from her, so she becomes angry from embarrassment.The car entered the basement of the community surprisingly smoothly, drove slowly to an unfamiliar parking space, and parked securely, with the corresponding number plate on it.Lu Zhiqiao turned her head slightly, hesitated to speak, it just happened that Qi Yan looked up, then seemed to understand what she was thinking, and explained: "I bought a parking space." After finishing speaking, Qi Yan unfastened her seat belt, trying not to cross a line.Her hand accidentally touched a place it shouldn't...Soft.Qi Yan paused, then hurriedly retracted it, pretending nothing happened, Lu Zhiqiao was thinking about other things and didn't notice.The two got out of the car and walked side by side.The location is not far from Building C. After walking for less than a minute, they entered the elevator and went upstairs. The atmosphere was awkward. They never spoke, but they looked at each other from the corner of their eyes."Good night."Walking out of the elevator, the two said in unison, and went back to their respective homes.While her daughter was practicing the piano, Lu Zhiqiao didn't bother her. She took off her coat and went into the kitchen. She took out the vegetables she bought in the refrigerator this morning and automatically decided on a recipe, leaving the rest of her emotions temporarily behind.The sound of the piano stopped at some point, the door of the second bedroom opened, Lu Wei came out with slippers on, poked her head around, ran into the kitchen following the sound, hugged Lu Zhiqiao, and deliberately made a scary sound. Lu Zhiqiao was washing the vegetables, when she was startled suddenly, she heard the little girl behind her giggling: "Ms. Lu, you are so timid~""So rude." Lu Zhiqiao laughed, raised her hand and wiped the water off her face"A little~"Lu Wei stuck out her tongue, wrapped her two thin arms around her waist, and said coquettishly, "Mom, our school will have a New Year's Day party tomorrow. I will perform on a show, why don't you go and see it?""In the afternoon? ""Yes."Tomorrow, the 29th, the New Year's Day holiday will begin.Every year, the school organizes activities, and her daughter participates in them. She is either on a business trip or working overtime. She has never been there. She can only watch the video sent by the teacher afterwards, and she is inevitably regretful. To enjoy a full vacation this year, she still has to be at work tomorrow afternoon."Mom~" Seeing her hesitating, the little girl begged pitifully, "Just go once~""And Teacher Qi promised me that if you go, she will give you a seat in the first row."Lu Zhiqiao froze for a moment, frowning: "You mentioned it to Teacher Qi?"She suddenly changed her face and looked serious. Lu Wei was a little frightened, shrank her neck, and nodded cautiously."How can you make such a request to your teacher?" Lu Zhiqiao threw the vegetables into the water and turned around, "What did mom tell you last time? Keep a distance from Teacher Qi at school! She is the teacher of all the classmates. Your teacher is not just your own teacher! If someone else finds out, have you thought about the consequences that Teacher Qi will bear?"Her voice raised involuntarily as she spoke, her eyes, sullenLu Wei was so frightened that she had never seen her mother get so angry. She bit her lip and stood there at a loss.Suddenly tears fell.Lu Zhiqiao: "..."Softly weeping, gradually turning into sobs.Lu Zhiqiao turned her face away, closed her eyes and slowly opened them again, raised her hand to cover her forehead, feeling an inexplicable irritability in her heart. As long as she encountered something related to Qi Yan, she would find it difficult to control herself, and she didn't know where her temper came from.Qi Yan, Qi Yan, Qi Yan.It's all Qi Yan.She sighed, took her daughter's hand and walked to the living room, took out a tissue to wipe her tears. She's really not in the mood to coax the child, got up and went back to the kitchen after wiping, and continued to wash the vegetables....After eating, Lu Zhiqiao washed the dishes, cleaned up the stove. She took a rest for a while, then took her clothes into the bathroom to take a shower.After she just came out of the bathroom, a knock on the living room door came. At this point, she doesn't even need to think about who it is, this scene is very similar to that night when her little toy was seen. Obviously she didn't use the small toy this time, but she went back to the bathroom to take a look at the shelf before opening the door.As expected.Qi Yan stood outside, the light reflected her glamorous face bright and clean, she looked a little lonely, she twitched the corner of her mouth: "Do you have an iron at home?""Yes.""Do you also have an ironing board here? Can I borrow them for a while?Lu Zhiqiao quietly looked at her face, and suddenly returned to her senses, nodded her head, turned and went into the study. A short while later, she carried the ironing board and the flat iron the other hand. Then, she handed them over to Qi Yan, her eyes never lifted."Thank you."With a simple thank you, the relationship between the two seemed to go back to two months ago.Polite, courteous, detached.Qi Yan took the things, but did not leave immediately and hesitated for a moment while looking at the electric iron, and asked, "Can you iron clothes?""Hmm."Hearing this sentence, Lu Zhiqiao immediately guessed what she was going to say next, and was ready to agree in her heartsince the evening was a misunderstanding, the past is over, and the days will continue, after all, she is her daughter's teacher."Can you iron my clothes?" Qi Yan said. "I haven't used it for a long time, my hands are raw.""Okay."Lu Zhiqiao agreed simply, without frowning, grabbed the key on the porch, offered to help her carry the ironing board, and walked in front.Stepping into the door of 902, the clear and full piano sound came from the speakers in the living room, with melodious music. Lu Zhiqiao thought it was familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while, but she didn't ask. She changed her shoes and went in, set up the ironing board and put it away."Where are the clothes?" she asked.Qi Yan stood two steps away from her, didn't dare to get too close, turned her head into the room, and came out after a while: "Can this still be ironed?" She unfolded the black long-sleeved blouse in her hand and shook it. Shaking, crumpled and shapeless, the fabric is almost stuck together."Yes." Lu Zhiqiao only glanced at it.Most of the clothes she wears everyday need to be ironed, and she often uses irons. With more experience, she can judge at a glance. After saying this, she began to add water to the iron and plug it in."Then please." Qi Yan said politely, retreating to the side with a well-behaved look.Lu Zhiqiao glanced at her, said nothing, lowered her head, laid the clothes on the ironing board, picked up the iron and pressed them on. She is skillful, very careful and meticulous, Qi Yan is watching from a distance of two steps away from her, her gaze uncontrollably moves up along her fingers, and stops at the neckline.She is wearing round-neck pajamas with her slender neck exposed, the top button open, her collarbones looming and tickling her heartThe night is quiet, and the sound of the piano like flowing water is intoxicating ."Did Niuniu tell you about reserving a seat for me at the party?" Lu Zhiqiao suddenly broke the silence without looking up.No one said a word and remained frozen, so she simply took the initiative.Qi Yan quickly looked away, her sight landed on her clothes on the ironing board, and nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?" "The child is not sensible, so ignore her.""Don't mind it, that seat is empty anyway.""You are not Niuniu's private teacher""I know."Lu Zhiqiao stopped what she was doing, raised her head and looked at her, with dark and unclear emotions in her eyes, and when she saw something she didn't want to understand in Qi Yan's eyes, she immediately pulled her gaze away mercilessly, bowed her head again, and continued ironing.Qi Yan moved her legs, clenched her hand into a fist, her knuckles became white, then she let go, and she didn't move a step in the end.Again nothing.There are thousands of lights outside the window, and the moon is not up.After a while, the clothes were ironed, the black fabric was flat and smooth, and still warm to the touch. Lu Zhiqiao picked up the clothes by pinching its shoulders, and showed them to Qi Yan: "Is this satisfactory?"The woman stood like a sculpture and just nodded."Hang up the clothes on a hanger and put them in the closet after drying for a while.""Okay." Qi Yan followed suit.Lu Zhiqiao poured out the water in the iron, folded up the ironing board, and put it by the door. She raised her eyes to see Qi Yan's back hanging clothes, sighed softly, and turned to put on her shoes.Just as her hand touched the doorknob, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and she was suddenly hugged from behind."Are you angry?"
