C4 Damn Little Vixen

"I'm relieved that Xinyi is here." Mrs Zhang looked at her watch and said, "Xueqi, there's still a meeting at the Women's Association. Mom is going there. I'll come back to see you later."

Cheung Xueqi didn't utter a word. Mrs Zhang had long gotten used to her stepdaughter's cold attitude and didn't take it seriously. She held her son who was standing beside her like a dog and said, "In the afternoon, we'll go to school!"

Cheung Shenghui was only in his first year of university and was studying in the city. When he had free time, he would sneak home.

"I want to keep you company …."

"Did I tell your father?"

Cheung Shenghui was suddenly terrified and obediently left with his mother.

"Are you better, Xueqi?" As usual, Du Xinyi sat down next to Amyie intimately.

Cheung Xueqi didn't have many friends, only a friend from her dorm room in university. Ever since she met Beiming Ye, her world had been occupied by only this man, and Du Xinyi who lived in Cheung Family naturally became her counsellor in love and helped her come up with some advice.

It was Du Xinyi's idea for her to collect the millions of bribes from the real estate agent and give them to Beiming Ye to please him!

"Xueqi, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that she was silent, Du Xinyi reached out her hand to touch her forehead. "Are you uncomfortable?"

Cheung Xueqi sat up without a trace, avoiding her hand.

Du Xinyi didn't think too much about it. She got up and poured a bowl of soup before handing it over to Xueqi. "Xueqi, have some soup."

"No, I don't want to eat yet."

Xueqi lifted her quilt and got off the bed. She walked to the window and pushed it open. She closed her eyes and breathed in the fresh air. It seemed that she was enjoying herself very much.

Du Xinyi, who was behind her, looked at her and said cautiously, "Xueqi, I have a class reunion the day after tomorrow. Do you want to come with me?"

Cheung Xueqi's heart trembled. She and Beiming Ye had met at Du Xinyi's reunion. Now, it seemed that it was just a well-planned encounter.

"Xueqi?"

"The day after tomorrow I'm going to see my friend." Cheung Xueqi turned her head and said unhurriedly.

Du Xinyi smiled. "It's alright. It's the same if you go after seeing your friends. I can wait for you."

Xueqi sneered in her heart. Was Du Xinyi pushing her beloved man to another without holding back too much? Was she too confident in herself, or was she too selfless with him?

If a person did not die once, then he would not know where he was at. If he missed it and did not know how to repent, then he would be a despicable person. Since the heavens had given her a chance to repeat herself, she must change her life. She definitely wouldn't let these two people lead her by the nose again!

"No, I'll be back late." Cheung Xueqi flatly refused and stretched, no longer giving her the opportunity to persuade him. "It seems I'm sleepy again."

Du Xinyi was startled for a moment before giving her a gentle smile. "Then you rest first, I'll go back first." "Oh right, remember to drink all the soup."

Watching Du Xinyi leave, the corners of Xueqi's lips curled up bit by bit, forming an unfathomable angle …

In the evening, Cheung Huaiqing rushed to the hospital.

"Dad!" Cheung Xueqi jumped up and threw herself into his arms, tears welling up in her eyes. "Dad, I'm sorry …"

Cheung Huaiqing patted his daughter's head lovingly as he laughed and scolded her, "You're already so big yet you're still acting so coquettishly toward your father. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others?"

Behind her, Mrs. Zhang glared at Zhang Xuan in jealousy. Her husband's serious face would only reveal a smile when he saw Cheung Xueqi! She was like the furnishings of this house. Not only did she have to look at her in-laws' expressions, but also at her husband's and Cheung Xueqi's!

Suppressing her resentment, she walked up to Xueqi with a smile and said, "Xueqi, pack your things. We'll take you home."

Cheung Xueqi didn't even look up. She was still in her father's arms like a small child. "Dad, I want to go home right now."

"Alright, I'll take my precious daughter back now." Cheung Huaiqing smiled and lightly scratched his daughter's nose as he said to his wife, "Qingmei, go and help Xueqi tidy up. Xueqi and I will be waiting for you in the car."

"..." "Hehe, alright." Yuan Qingmei laughed a few times, cursing Cheung Xueqi hundreds of times in her heart.

By the time Yuan Qingmei came downstairs with her bags, the car was long gone. She was busy making calls to her husband. Cheung Huaiqing said on the other end of the phone that Xueqi had a headache and wanted to go home quickly to rest so that she could take a taxi back home.

Yuan Qingmei slammed the phone down in anger and cursed, "That damned little vixen!"