C11 Hypocritical Interpretation

Mi Si was in so much pain that she wanted to cry. She looked straight at Jing Bohao's anger and felt wronged. "How can you say that to me? I didn't …"

"Humph!" Jing Bohao swung his arm, he didn't want to hear her fake explanation.

Mi Si was pulled by him, and her chair moved with a screeching sound. She staggered for two steps, and when she lost her balance, her legs bent and she kneeled on the floor, kowtowing to the chair.

"Hiss —" She gasped from the pain.

Jing Bohao did not have the slightest expression of love as he said ruthlessly, "If I find out that you called to provoke Mi Nan, I will definitely let you know the consequences of angering me!"

Jing Bohao stood up and left without even returning to his room.

When Nanny Zhang heard the noise, she rushed over from the kitchen. "Young Madame, are you alright?"

Nanny Zhang was shocked and hurriedly helped Mi Si up. She originally wanted to give her young master Young Madame a chance to be alone, but who knew it would turn out like this? She stared at Mi Si's bleeding wound with a pained expression.

Tears welled up in Mi Si's eyes as she forced a smile, "Nanny Zhang, I'm fine."

When she returned to her room, she pulled up her pants and saw that her knees were already purple and swollen.

Nanny Zhang brought the medicine box. Mi Si thanked Nanny Zhang and insisted on doing it herself.

It was a lie to say that it didn't hurt … But it didn't hurt.

When Jiu Qing touched her wound, it hurt so much that it was about to explode. She was also the one who felt the most wronged. She wanted to cry, but the tears kept coming out. She forced them back.

He smiled again. It was just a wound, so what!

Mi Si was finally relieved as she endured the pain from treating her wounds before the pain gradually disappeared.

Ring, ring, ring. Mi Si's phone rang. It was a string of unfamiliar numbers. Mi Si waited for a while and saw that the other party didn't have any intention of hanging up, so she picked it up.

"Mi Si, why did it take you so long to answer the phone? Did you forget about me?" A familiar voice came from the other side.

"Qingqing?" Mi Si was stunned. Although she was puzzled but she was sure that the voice belonged to Faang Qingqing. Her gloomy mood was relieved a lot. Even the wound didn't feel painful anymore.

Faang Qingqing was her best friend from high school to university, and they were able to wear the same pants in school. Faang Qingqing was also her best friend from high school to university, and they could wear the same pants together.

"At least you still have a conscience. You didn't forget me." Although she reprimanded him, Faang Qingqing was laughing happily on the other end of the phone.

She knew Mi Si wouldn't forget her.

"It's really you, you still have the nerve to say that to me!?" "Woman, you left just like that. You disappeared for a few years, and now you're willing to appear?" Mi Si scolded her with a straight face, "My phone never changed, but you never contacted me!"

"..."

After a brief period of silence, Faang Qingqing said in a low voice, "Mi Si, I'm sorry."

Mi Si's nose twitched as she tried her best to suppress the lump in her throat. When she received this call, Faang Qingqing's anger from not having contacted her for a few years had long disappeared.

"Don't be so emotional, just tell me how did you manage to bear to come back." Mi Si's face was filled with an unnatural smile.

"I can't bear to part from you, so of course I have to come back!"

"At least you have a conscience!"

Faang Qingqing told Mi Si about the interesting things she had experienced over the years. Although the two of them hadn't contacted each other for several years, the familiarity was as if it was yesterday and in just a few sentences, they had become very lively.

The two chatted for nearly half an hour before Faang Qingqing didn't mention her private matters at all. The reason she could go abroad in such a short time was to follow her boyfriend. She should have come back together with him, but she didn't mention it, nor did Mi Si ask.

Faang Qingqing thought she had stopped talking. She was ready to hang up when she finally said, "Mi Si, I broke up with him."

Faang Qingqing's tone was still sad, and her tone was slightly gloomy. "When I find myself in a bad mood, the only one I can look for is you."

Mi Si made a wry smile. In fact, she wasn't in a good mood. The only one who could talk to her all these years was Qingqing.

"Mi Si, let's meet up."

Mi Si also had the same intention and immediately agreed. "Okay."

Now that Faang Qingqing had confided in him, wasn't it the same as her wanting to find someone to talk to?

In the years that Qingqing had been abroad, she really didn't have anyone who knew her well to confide in.

The two of them made an appointment to meet at a certain place.

Faang Qingqing looked more or less the same as she did five years ago, but she had become more beautiful and mature. Her thick eye makeup made her look like a sexy goddess.

Mi Si, by contrast, was too well-behaved. She had wavy hair, a black natural hair color, a knee-length long skirt, and a pair of single shoes. Her casual and comfortable appearance made Faang Qingqing, who had yet to put on any makeup, look like a schoolgirl.

She couldn't tear her gaze away from Faang Qingqing. After a while, Faang Qingqing finally spoke up. "It's been a few years since we last met. Is there a need to be so unfamiliar with me?"

Mi Si immediately came back to her senses, a little embarrassed. "I'm not a stranger. I'm just amazed at how much you've changed in the past few years."

In college, both of them loved leisure and comfort. Sure enough, time could change everything.

Faang Qingqing stood out among the crowd, looking down at herself, as if she was still in college.

They had once been so good that they could wear the same pair of pants. Faang Qingqing naturally knew what Mi Si was thinking.

She bluntly said, "No matter how I change my appearance, my heart is still the Faang Qingqing you know."

The droplet of water that he had not seen for a few years had also disappeared as a result of Fang Qingming's words.

Mi Si relaxed. "I have your word. In my heart, you're still one of my best sisters."

Faang Qingqing put her hand on Mi Si's shoulder and said straightforwardly, "Let's go. I'll bring you somewhere."

"Alright."

Half an hour later, in front of the bar.

Mi Si looked at the bar's signboard in astonishment. The word "little" emitted colorful lights. Even in the daytime, it still had a special attraction.

"Qingqing, in the middle of the day …" You brought me here? "

Didn't the bar only open at night?

"What are you thinking? This bar is open twenty-four hours a day, and day and night are two different concepts."

Although Mi Si had never been to a bar before, she had heard of the atmosphere inside. She rejected it and said, "Why don't we find a coffee shop or something and sit down to chat?"

Big Sis, please. When I'm in a bad mood, I'll drink at the bar to ease my worries. No matter what coffee I drink, just come in and have a seat with me! "Don't worry, this bar is very formal. It doesn't have the same foul atmosphere as on the news. You can't be at ease with me, I promise I won't let anything happen to you!"