Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qiao Anxin’s expression stiffened.
She bit her lip, about to cry.
Mo Yesi didn’t give her any face.
Qiao Anxin had never met such a man.
Men would always have some tender feelings for women.
Besides Mo Yesi, no one else would treat her so coldly.
“Anxin, didn’t you say you were going to show off a little tonight? Come with me to the kitchen. It’s getting late, it’s time to prepare dinner.” Lin Huizhen quickly tried to smooth things over and dragged Qiao Anxin towards the kitchen.
…
In the kitchen.
Lin Huizhen closed the door and frowned. “Anxin, what’s wrong with you? Didn’t I tell you not to be anxious? Can’t you control yourself?”
“Mom, what’s wrong with me? I was just pouring him a cup of tea.” Qiao Anxin was aggrieved. “Didn’t you say that he likes obedient and pure women? But he just said that I’m a clown.
“He laughed at me!”
“How could he not say that in front of that slut? I already told you not to be anxious. Now that the slut is here, even if he really has feelings for you, he can’t show it.
“Moreover, you’ll make that slut suspect you.
“Haste makes waste. Mo Yesi isn’t such an easy man. He’s different from Su Ze. Think about his status. What kind of woman has he not seen before? If you try to please him like this, he won’t like you.
“Men are all the same. The easier it is to get, the less you take it seriously. Don’t let him think that you’re an easy woman.”
“Then, what should I do?” Qiao Anxin said angrily. “I don’t usually get the chance to see him.”
“If you want this man, you have to build a good relationship with Qiao Mianmian first.” Lin Huizhen said with an experienced tone, “Only by building a good relationship with her will you have more opportunities to see Mo Yesi in the future.”
Qiao Anxin’s expression darkened. “You want me to please that slut?”
“Mom knows that’s hard for you, but didn’t you say that you want to be with Mo Yesi? You have to give up some things. Think about which is more important,” Lin Huizhen advised.
Qiao Anxin bit her lip and kept quiet.
She understood the logic.
But to apologize to Qiao Mianmian?
Qiao Anxin was unwilling.
She hated Qiao Mianmian.
She wanted her to bow down to Qiao Mianmian.
But…
She wavered again at the thought of Mo Yesi.
She would never give up on him.
Which was more important, her pride or the man she wanted?
Qiao Anxin thought of Mo Yesi’s handsome face and felt that self-esteem wasn’t so important anymore.
If lowering her head to Qiao Mianmian could let her have Mo Yesi, what did self-esteem matter?
…
Qiao Anxin came out of the kitchen and saw Qiao Mianmian and Mo Yesi sitting together in the living room. She clenched her fists in jealousy.
One day, the person sitting beside Mo Yesi would be her.
As she thought about this, she suddenly heard a cold voice. “Qiao Anxin, don’t look anymore.. You can’t be jealous of her.”
