C14 Improving Attitudes

Seeing that Ye Qingqing's gaze had gradually become dull, the anger in Jiang Yunting's heart finally subsided a little. With a cold snort, the thin piece of paper that was as thin as a cicada's wing was thrown down, gently landing in Ye Qingqing's open palm.

The white piece of paper without any weight was like a heavy burden, pressing down on her chest and making her feel stuffy. She was unable to utter a single word to retort against Jiang Yunting.

"What, have you gone stupid?" Jiang Yunting placed one hand in his pocket while the other slowly pinched Ye Qing's chin. He raised her head and said disdainfully, "Do you know who you are now, my dear Xiao Yu?"

"I'm not …"

Ye Qing's words were forced to stop in his throat, as if his jaw was about to shatter.

"Yes, you are not Xiaoyu. Ye Qingqing is your real name. " At this moment, Jiang Yunting's gaze was as sharp as a knife. He wanted to remove the disguise of the woman before him, "It's a pity that all of this isn't important anymore. No matter who you are, everything on this piece of paper is destined to be your life! "

Ye Qingqing did not know whether to laugh or cry.

The children who had been abandoned by their biological parents, even if they found a family that was willing to raise them, they would still not be able to escape their fate of rejection. She had originally thought that she was nothing more than a bargaining chip, but she had never expected that in Ye Zhengde's eyes, she was less important than a woman like her.

"I never keep idle people here." Jiang Yunting let go of his hand and walked out of the room without even looking at Ye Qingqing. However, before he reached the door, he suddenly said, "Since you don't want to be Madame Jiang, then I'll add in the payment for Doctor Wang's diagnosis."

"You!" Ye Qingqing did not expect Jiang Yunting to calm down so quickly and turned even more serious. Just as she was about to continue speaking, Jiang Yunting turned around and stared at her face. The air was filled with sharp blades made of Jiang Yunting's unfathomable enmity towards her.

Ye Qingqing did not say anything else. Even after Jiang Yunting left the room and locked the door, she was still sitting blankly on the bed. Her mind was a mess, and she did not realize that her legs had gone numb until the latter half of the night.

The night was getting darker, but in Nuo's villa, there were two relatively silent and sleepless people.

The next morning, the sun rose from the east. Strands of sunlight shone in from the windows and climbed up the bed sheet and onto the little girl's sleeping face.

Because of the sunlight, the girl gradually woke up from her sleep. Her eyebrows were moving up and down in excitement. Gradually, the girl opened her eyes. Her eyes were hazy, and she could see the rays of sunlight lifting the blankets and leaving her warm bed.

Before falling asleep, Ye Qingqing had already made her decision. Since she wasn't able to get Jiang YunTing to agree to her going out to find a job for money, she had to compromise a little and find out who exactly this Xiao Yu, who looked extremely similar to her, was.

Then, everything should be settled.

Ye Qingqing tidied herself up and looked at herself in the mirror. She had a sickly face with no makeup on, but her simple appearance gave her a delicate temperament. This was perfect for him, as it would be easy for him to enrage Jiang Yunting if he didn't appear aggressive.

To be honest, she didn't really want to come downstairs because she wanted to meet Jiang Yunting, the person she didn't want to meet the most right now.

Ye Qingqing walked into the restaurant on the first floor. The first person she saw was Jiang Yunting. He was currently eating breakfast and scrutinizing Ye Qingqing. Finally, he stopped on her clean face and said, "Come here, let's eat."

Ye Qingqing didn't like the tone of his words. She was grumbling inside her heart. She couldn't get angry with him, and she couldn't get angry with his stomach either.

Finally, she started walking towards the dining table. When she walked over, Jiang Yunting gave the servant a look and told her to bring Ye Qingqing breakfast.

Sitting across from Jiang Yunting, Jiang Yunting had already placed his breakfast in front of him. Ignoring the look in Jiang Yunting's eyes, he picked up his knife and fork gracefully and started eating his breakfast.

Although the Ye Family sold her out with a paper contract, she still owed the Ye Family a favor. At least in her childhood, the education she received was also very good. Although she didn't like using knives and forks to eat the most important breakfast of the day, being under a roof, how could she not lower her head?

Jiang Yunting looked at Ye Qingqing without even looking at him. He was a little unhappy, but he did not express it. He just watched her eat breakfast. After a while, he asked, "You don't like the breakfast?"

"It's up to you to decide whether or not you agree. Is my opinion very important?" Although Ye Qing's tone was not at all pleasing to the eye, it was still nothing to Jiang Yunting.

"If there's anything wrong with it, you can ask for it." Jiang Yunting was already trying to improve his attitude. Compared to the attitude he had a few days ago, it was now several times better. However, it was still not worth a single cent to Ye Qingqing.

In fact, Jiang Yunting, who hadn't slept for the entire night, had made the same decision. Improving his attitude towards Ye Qing was only the first step.

"All good." To Ye Qingqing, he was a businessman. She didn't know what thoughts he had in mind. Although she couldn't think of it, her intuition told her that it was better to stay away from Jiang Yunting.

Hearing Ye Qingshui's words, Jiang Yunting did not say anything else. Looking at the sumptuous breakfast, he felt like he had lost all interest. He told the servant to take a good look at Ye Qingqing and quickly left the mansion, heading towards the company.

It was already dusk by the time Jiang Yunting was done with his work at the company. After checking that it was not too late, he drove to a distant place.

In the living room of a seaside villa, an Italian tailored suit was thrown beside the sofa like a rag. Jiang Yunting only had his shirt on, the buttons on it had been removed by him.

"What exactly should I do …" The specks of starlight outside the window converged, gradually becoming the focus of a pair of black pupils. The cup in his hand slipped out of his hands at some point and shattered into several pieces on the warm wooden floor.

No one knew that on a quiet night like this, the girl who was like a rose had quietly fallen into Jiang Yunting's life. There seemed to be no traces of her, but as she floated away, she had pulled out the roots that had already been planted in his heart.

The corner of Jiang Yunting's mouth lifted slightly. His slender middle finger tapped on the glass repeatedly as he said drunkenly, "She was the one who first applied it on me. I'll return it to her. Is there a mistake?"

If someone was present, they would be shocked to realize that there was so much pain mixed in with this tone. It was just that at this moment, there were only a few lonely stars as a companion.

Jiang Yunting clapped his hands. A huge window opened and a moist sea breeze mixed with a faint fishy smell assaulted his nostrils.

The night on the beach was not very busy. It was very drunk. There were only specks of starlight and the reflection of starlight on the sea. There was also the rustling of waves on the beach.

At this moment, Jiang Yunting had his eyes closed and was standing in front of the sea breeze with his arms outstretched. Only at this moment could he truly feel at peace, and not lose himself in hatred and loss.

Clapping his hands, Jiang Yunting replied by the French window. He picked up a mouthful of beer and downed it in one gulp. He still liked the taste of this astringent yet sweet wine. It was probably due to its ordinariness that he was not lonely.

Thinking about this, it seemed that even this ordinary beer had lost its flavor. He wanted to see her right away!

After leaving the villa by the sea, it only took Jiang Yunting an hour to return to the villa Ye Qingqing was living in.

Jiang Yunting got out of the car, and a servant walked out and said to him, "Young Master, Miss Ye has been in her room all day and has not gone out."

Hearing the servant's words, Jiang Yunke nodded as if he was very satisfied with Ye Qing's performance. He walked briskly into the villa and went straight up the stairs to Ye Qing's room.

After thinking for a moment, he knocked on the door. Ye Qing's voice came from inside, "Who is it? What's the matter? "

"It's me. Come out, let's have a chat." Jiang Yunting's tone of voice was still rather pleasant, not as cold and heartless as it was before. However, Ye Qingqing did not really want to see him. She felt that her life in the villa was like a imprisoned bird, with its wings broken and unable to fly.

Five minutes passed, but there was still no sound coming from inside.

Jiang Yunting stood alone outside the door. His face was growing darker and darker. When his eyes looked at the door, he wished that he could immediately pierce through it and grab Ye Qingqing!

Finally, Jiang Yunting could no longer hold it in and shouted, "Ye Qingqing, get the hell out here!"

Ye Qingqing had already exhausted all of Jiang Yunting's patience. He clenched his fists and tried his best to suppress his anger.

Ye Qingqing, who was in the room, heard the commotion and was shocked. Was he angry? It seemed like Jiang Yunting hadn't woken up in the morning, which was why he had asked her if her breakfast was suitable for her …

But thinking about it, this was his home after all, so it was better to go out.

After some struggling, Ye Qingqing walked to the door and opened it. She saw Jiang Yunting standing at the door with a dark expression, and he said to Ye Qingqing, "You're finally willing to come out?"

Hearing Jiang Yunting's mockery, Ye Qingqing did not feel anything. She said indifferently, "What do you want to talk about? Tell me." Ye Qingqing cut straight to the point, not willing to say even a single superfluous word.

"Sorry, I don't want to talk now. Go make me a cup of coffee and bring it to my study. " After which, Jiang Yunting turned around to leave.