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April 11, 2023 at 2:42 PM

This is what I hate about the author, why can't we enjoy a full chapter of sweetness and leave the bad things for the next chapter 😔. Anyways, it's Mama's turn to impress next chapter (hopefully

<div style="text-align: left;"><h2 style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;">Chapter 57: Behave In A Spoiled Manner</h2><div style="text-align: left;"> </div>Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255 this translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too. With sour tears in her eyes, Lu Zhiqiao gasped for breath with her mouth open, her eyes red with grievances. She didn't speak, and her hand holding the strap of the bag trembled slightly. Qi Yan panicked. She considers herself to be good-tempered, stable natured, not easy to embarrass others, and less likely to speak harsh words, but once encountering things related to Lu Zhiqiao, she would be in a mess. She was already suppressing her anger earlier in the morning, but she saw that Lu Zhiqiao was too sick, so she didn't attack. Now she was so anxious, she lost her cool and spoke her mind, but she ended up hurting the person she cared about the most. It was too late to regret. Seeing the woman's red eyes, her heart fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant, smashing it to pieces. "Qiao Qiao—" Qi Yan hugged Lu Zhiqiao, "I'm sorry, I'm really worried about you, I... don't mean to blame you." Lu Zhiqiao frowned and struggled violently twice, trying to push her away. Her sick body couldn't exert much strength, the more she struggled, the tighter Qi Yan hugged her, apologizing non-stop. She had no strength and couldn't breathe well, so she could only lie softly on Qi Yan's shoulder and bury her face in her hair. "I went to the hospital today and saw you sitting in the corner in such a sick state, I was really angry and distressed... I was angry that you didn't tell me, and I felt distressed that you were carrying it alone. I was wondering why you didn't tell me. Is it because you don't trust me enough, or do I annoy you?... I didn't have the guts to ask you. I was scared of embarrassing you, after all, you have no obligation to tell me, do you?" Qi Yan's voice was very soft, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. Showing a self-deprecating smile. She felt a hard grip and pain on her shoulder. Qi Yan frowned, took a light breath, and continued: "I know you are busy, and work is very important to you. I have no position and no right to interfere with you. I just hope you cherish your body more." "Lu Zhiqiao, in a place where you can't see, someone has always cared for you and worried about you." The words that came to her lips could only be said in a tactful way, Qi Yan understood that Lu Zhiqiao was like a wounded hedgehog, any disturbance would be enough to make her thorns all over her body stand up. She approached her little by little, and slowly gained her trust. She isn't expecting to pull out those spikes, just soften them. At least she won't let the thorns accidentally injure herself. Qi Yan said nothing more, her heart was clearly set here. It doesn't matter whether Qiao Qiao wants it or not. There was a slight sobbing sound in her arms... Lu Zhiqiao's tears streamed down, and her nose was stuffy, she opened her mouth and breathed while gasping. She grabbed Qi Yan's shoulders with both hands, and then slid onto her back, hugging her even tighter, as if she was worried that she would run away. After knowing each other for so long, Qi Yan scolded her for the first time. Although she didn't say anything serious, the tone made her feel helpless and wronged. She is not an emotional person, she has heard really bad words and seen ugly faces but she didn't care much, but when it came to Qi Yan, her heart turns into glass and shatters at a touch. She wanted to be consoled again. A person like her is amenable to coaxing but not coercion, the colder she is treated, the harder her bones will be. But if she's treated softly, she will lose her bones. It happened to be Qi Yan. "I was wrong, Qiao Qiao." Qi Yan rubbed her ear against Lu Zhiqiao's hair, patted her back to coax, "Don't cry, it hurts with a stuffy nose." Lu Zhiqiao didn't say a word, she held her shoulders and refused to raise her head. Tears ran down Qi Yan's hair indiscriminately. Still angry in her heart, she grabbed another strand of Qi Yan's hair and pulled it off with a little force. "Hiss—" Qi Yan whispered in pain, but laughed happily. Qiao Qiao forgave her. "I'll let you pull it again, so stop being angry, huh?" She said softly, the corners of her mouth raised in a deep arc. Lu Zhiqiao froze, didn't move, raised her hand to stroke her hair, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?" "It doesn't." Her bosom was warm and soft, and the scent of shampoo seemed to be absent in her nose. Lu Zhiqiao's panting voice was a bit heavy, which made her uncomfortable. Qi Yan froze for a moment, tried to straighten her shoulders, but Lu Zhiqiao refused to move, and wanted to hug her. After a while of silence, the room slowly diffused the smell of warmth. "Aren't you going to the meeting?" Qi Yan asked tentatively. "I still need to go." "..." Lu Zhiqiao lay in Qi Yan's arms for a while, wiped away her tears, and broke free. Her red and swollen eyes were exposed. She turned her head and wiped her nose with a tissue, and said in a low voice, "I have to go today. I have already postponed it once. I can't postpone it again. It will delay the subsequent process, and I can't let the whole team wait for me alone, I am not bedridden and paralyzed." She lowered her head to explain, she couldn't see her expression, her tone was vaguely petulant, but with a hint of seriousness when listened carefully. "I'll accompany you." Qi Yan grabbed her wrist. Lu Zhiqiao paused and nodded slightly: "Okay." Knowing that this person didn't have time to eat, Qi Yan went home and took a thermos bucket, poured the warm porridge from the pressure cooker into it, brought cold medicine, a thermometer and nasal strips, and told Niu Niu to wait at home. She drove her own car, took a few more pillows, and let Lu Zhiqiao sit in the back with candy in her mouth. …. On the way to the company, Qi Yan scolded Lu Zhiqiao's boss ten thousand times in her heart, no matter how ugly she turned. Due to the Qing Ming Festival holiday, the whole building was empty when they arrived, and only a few people were working overtime. Compared with the "evil" capitalist boss, the subordinates who attended the meeting were obviously more humane. They didn't know that Lu Zhiqiao was sick, and when they saw her with a bad face, they all advised her to go back and rest. Lu Zhiqiao ignored it, simply tidied up in the office, and carried her laptop into the conference room. The empty office building was silent. Qi Yan couldn't sit still in the office, so she went out for a walk. The entire floor outside is the sales department, and downstairs is the marketing department and the public relations department. The three departments are under Lu Zhiqiao's management. Most of the workstations are empty, and a few people work overtime, with unfinished bread or takeaways on the table, some were typing on the keyboard, and some on the phone. She felt bored, so she simply waited at the door of the conference room. The walls of the meeting room are not transparent, so she can't see what's going on inside. Qi Yan originally wanted to go in with Lu Zhiqiao, but she was afraid of disturbing the meeting, and was afraid of hearing some business secrets. She didn't want to embarrass Lu Zhiqiao, so she gave up the idea. There are many tall buildings outside the window, the sky is overcast and cloudy, and the rain is hanging on the glass in strings, making it foggy. She heard the sound of high-heeled shoes coming from the rear right. Qi Yan was startled, without turning her head, still staring at the billboard on the top of the opposite building—that female star  who had endorsed her family's company. Then, the footsteps stopped outside the meeting room behind her, and there was another knock on the door, as if entering inside. Qi Yan continued to look at the billboard. The female star looks pretty good, but not as good-looking as Qiao Qiao. After a while, the door of the conference room at the back opened, Qi Yan came back to her senses, thought it was over, turned around with the corners of her lips raised, a slightly familiar figure appeared in her sight, and was stunned. It's Shu Minxi. As soon as she came out of the meeting room, she met Qi Yan's gaze unexpectedly, was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise, "Miss Qi?" Qi Yan's smile froze on her lips. Isn't this, Qiao Qiao's "boss", the evil capitalist! At the end of last year, her old father ran into Shu Minxi in the villa, and they had a good conversation. He had already left behind the resentment of being rejected ten years ago and the resentment a month ago. At that time, it was not long after the two signed the cooperation agreement. After that, at the beginning of this year, Shu Minxi came to visit, and it happened that Qi Yan was at home, and the two had a face-to-face meeting. Qi Yan was used to seeing "dominant female president" sisters since she was a child, so she didn't have any special feelings at that time, and only regarded Shu Minxi as a guest. But now, there is some inexplicable dissatisfaction. "Ms. Shu." She nodded lightly, with a half-hearted smile. Shu Minxi nodded, and asked politely, "How is Boss Qi?" "Good." "Miss Qi...are you waiting for someone?" Shu Minxi naturally noticed her perfunctory replies, but didn't care, glanced at the conference room, and asked tentatively. Qi Yan hummed, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Waiting for my neighbor." "?" "Lu Zhiqiao." She deliberately called her name. Shu Minxi was taken aback, and the doubts in her eyes flashed away. Why didn't she know that Lu Zhiqiao moved to Ninghu? "I usually live alone, right across from Lu Zhiqiao's house." Qi Yan kindly explained. "..." Shu Minxi smiled: "That's really a coincidence." From a close distance, the boss is also a beauty, but she should be a little older, and there are fine wrinkles at the end of her eyes when she smiles. From some intuition, Qi Yan felt that she's a lesbian. "Ms. Shu, does your company often work overtime during holidays?" The topic changed quickly, and Shu Minxi reacted quickly, and said calmly, "It depends on the situation." Qi Yan looked at her, and she looked at Qi Yan too. When they first met, she felt Qi Yan was so-so. At first glance, she is a well-educated young lady who has not been beaten by the world. She has quite a personality. Now when she saw her again, she felt a little hostility from the girl for some reason. Elusive. The two chatted for a while, and Shu Minxi left first on the grounds that she had something to do. The rain outside the window kept falling. Looking down from a high place, the sight is full of smog. Around four o'clock, the gloomy sky darkened, the lights on the street flickered, and the shops also lit up sporadically. The conference room door opened again, Lu Zhiqiao came out first, with her laptop, and saw Qi Yan who had just turned around at a glance, their eyes met, her expression was slightly stagnant, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled up. Before she could step over, Qi Yan had already stepped forward, reached out to take the laptop, and was about to say something but a few people came out from behind, and all looked sideways at Qi Yan. She swallowed the concern that came to her lips, pretended to be calm, turned and walked to the director's office. The two returned to the office one after the other, Qi Yan put down the computer, quickly closed the door, locked it, and hugged Lu Zhiqiao. "Qi Yan..." "Uncomfortable?" She frowned. She freed a hand to touch her forehead, it wasn't hot, but the fever hasn't completely subsided yet. Lu Zhiqiao's face was slightly pale, and the tip of her nose was red. The skin was peeled off due to dryness, and a nasal patch was still stuck to the bridge of her nose. She coughed twice when she opened her mouth to speak. She was still holding on to her spirit, but now that she relaxed, her brows and eyes were full of exhaustion, and she turned limp after being hugged by Qi Yan, leaning against her arms like a boneless one. "It's okay, it's over." She smiled, clasping Qi Yan's shoulders with both hands. Qi Yan put her face against her ear, rubbed it lightly, and asked softly, "Are you hungry? Take a rest first and have some porridge." "Wait, I still need to send an email, and..." She broke free and reached out to touch the computer. Qi Yan's face darkened. Lu Zhiqiao kept silent, turned the hand that was reaching for the laptop, and quietly held Qi Yan's pinky finger, pinched it and shook it, and said in a flattering tone as if she had done something wrong: "I'll send them while eating, okay?" Is she being coquettish? Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, as if it wasn't her pinky finger that was pinched, but her heart. How could she withstand Qiao Qiao's unconscious teasing? Her soft heart was instantly squeezed into water, trembling and itching, wishing that Qiao Qiao would say something more. "I'll feed you." She compromised. "Okay." Lu Zhiqiao sat on the sofa with the computer in her hand and began to type on the keyboard. She is very proficient in touch typing, and can type both Chinese and English without looking at the keyboard. Within two minutes, half a page of densely packed letters was typed on the document. Qi Yan was sitting next to her holding the thermos bucket. The porridge was still very hot. She picked up a spoonful and blew carefully, and held it to Lu Zhiqiao's mouth with the lid on. Lu Zhiqiao was very obedient, she stopped typing while she was being fed to ensure that the porridge wouldn't leak, and then continued. It is corn porridge, light and just right. Qi Yan knew that she would be uncomfortable until her work was done, so she didn't feed her too often, and tried to let her rest more every time, so that she could finish early. They found a rhythm and the two cooperated very tacitly. After sending the email, Lu Zhiqiao put the laptop aside and wanted to take over the thermos to eat by herself, but Qi Yan refused, so she had no choice but to sit obediently against the pillow and be fed mouthful by mouthful. "Next time you don't feel well, don't carry it by yourself, just tell me, at least someone will accompany you to the hospital." Qi Yan looked at the faint red blood in her eyes, her heart tightened and ached for her, but she pretended to be indifferent. Lu Zhiqiao was slightly startled, her eyelashes trembled, and she answered in a low voice. It's because the porridge is too hot, it rolls down her throat, and warms her heart, and it lingers for a long time... …. After several consecutive cloudy and rainy days, the temperature gradually rose, and the whole city was shrouded in dull dampness. There was a musty smell all over. In the blink of an eye, mid-April came but it was still raining. Today, the school held a lecture on fire protection awareness, and invited several outstanding firefighters from the Municipal Fire Department to give speeches. During the third class in the morning, all the teachers and students of the school went to the auditorium, and the class teachers went down to their respective classes to organize the order. For a while, the South and North teaching buildings were full of voices. It was just listening to a lecture and going about the formalities. But the children were so happy that they seemed to be going on an outing, and they flocked to the stairs. The back door of the second class was next to the stairs. Qi Yan was afraid of a stampede, so she guarded the back door of the class to urge the students to go downstairs in an orderly manner. Most of the children are obedient and well behaved, only a few naughty boys are playing around in the back of the classroom, waiting for their classmates to leave, with smiles full of mischief. "Li Jinyue, Du Shuyang, what are you guys doing?" Qi Yan sternly stopped. "Eh come on~" Three or five boys laughed and walked towards the door. Qi Yan turned her head to look at the stairs. Perhaps all the classes were almost gone, and the flow of people was getting less and less. She was about to turn around, when she was suddenly hugged by someone with such force that she staggered two steps back. She was thrown against the wall of the corridor. One hand touched her x... Qi Yan jolted fiercely, and forcefully pushed the person in front of her. Before she could see clearly, her hand viciously flung past a slap.     --Pak! At that moment, the whole campus turned quiet. Students from all classes who were about to go downstairs at the stairway looked over at the same time. A tall and thin boy stood there with his face covered in embarrassment and annoyance, and several boys next to him were frozen and dumbfounded. Qi Yan's face was as cold as iron, and she looked at the boy coldly, her chest heaved violently, and the hand hanging by her side was clenched into a fist, her palm was numb and painful. "Rascal!" .... It rained nonstop all day, and it got louder and louder with lightning and thunder. After four o'clock, close to the end of the first and second grades, private cars were parked on both sides of the school gate, and a black A8 was inconspicuously mixed among them. Lu Zhiqiao has been busy for a while, and now she doesn't have to work overtime for a short period of time. Today is one of those rare days where she has more free time, so she came to school early to pick up her daughter. Instead of waiting quietly outside the school like other parents, she registered with the gate guard and entered the school, thinking of waiting for her daughter outside the classroom. Passing through the empty large square, going up to the fourth floor of the south teaching building, to reach the first room on the left, which is the room of Class 1 - 2 of the junior high school. There are still about twenty minutes before school ends. As soon as Lu Zhiqiao climbed up to the fourth floor, she heard a fierce quarrel not far away. When she looked up, she saw a few people surrounding the door of the teacher's office diagonally opposite her, and the figure on center of the commotion was very familiar. Tall figure, slender legs, long black hair... It's Qi Yan. <span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Author's Note: Wife Protector Mad Demon will be online soon...! <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/04/ch-56-there-are-always-teachers-who.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><<PREV</a> | <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/there-are-always-teachers-who-want-to.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">TOC</a> |  <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/index.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">INDEX</a> | <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/04/ch-58-there-are-always-teachers-who.html">NEXT>></a></div>

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