Xie Qingyu’s illness was, of course, not cured. Not only that, but she also had to finish the IV drip. She had never been very patient, and she was getting impatient as she waited.
Seeing Duan Zihui standing nearby, she then started picking fights with him.
She asked in a slightly annoyed tone, “Zhuzhu’s dad, aren’t you extremely busy? What are you doing here? I’m not your daughter. I don’t need you here watching over me.”
Duan Zihui: “…”
He smirked and said, “You are really bored, still have time to pick fights with me. Looks like you’ve regained your energy.”
Xie Qingyu: “Thank you, I’m full of energy now.”
Duan Zihui put his phone away and looked at her with a half-smile: “Then let’s talk about something that might not be so exciting for you.”
Xie Qingyu’s heart skipped a beat.
The next second, Duan Zihui replied, “You can’t go back there today. You’ll have to stay here for at least three days.”
Xie Qingyu was speechless: “Is this what makes me feel so down?”
Duan Zihui nodded.
Xie Qingyu couldn’t help but scoff: “Thanks, I’m perfectly fine now. I wasn’t affected by this.”
Duan Zihui slightly raised her lips: “That’s good then.”
“Of course, there’s one more thing. But since you’re sick right now, I won’t tell you yet.”
A sarcastic smile appeared on Xie Qingyu’s lips: “Actually, they’ve already come to see you, haven’t they?”
They’d been married for almost a year, and Xie Qingyu knew their style. Perhaps they’d been turned down before coming to her.
Xie Qingyu suddenly felt a little nauseous.
Whether it was her sister, brother-in-law, or her parents.
She couldn’t help but feel nauseous.
When Duan Zihui saw her suddenly like this, his expression changed. He stepped forward, walked to her side, put his hand on her shoulder, and asked, “Xie Qingyu, are you alright?”
Xie Qingyu felt a sour taste rising in her throat, but she held it back.
Duan Zihui looked at her with a strange expression, her face slightly changing.
When Xie Qingyu looked up and saw his strange expression, she rolled her eyes and said with difficulty, “It’s nothing, I’m just disgusted by them. I haven’t had a boyfriend recently.”
Duan Zihui felt relieved. He said, “You should focus on recovering first. Let’s not talk about this for now.”
Xie Qingyu grabbed his clothes and insisted on pulling him along. Her face was a little pale, and her voice was several octaves hoarser than before.
“I want to talk about it! Anyway, you’re not allowed to get involved with them.”
Duan Zihui raised an eyebrow slightly and said, “I didn’t want to get involved in the first place, although I certainly don’t need that little bit of money.”
As he spoke, his tone shifted abruptly: “Of course, if you want my help, it’s not impossible.”
Xie Qingyu sneered: “Who wants your help? What kind of relationship do we have?”
Duan Zihui looked at her hand gripping his clothes and retorted, his tone low and brooding: “What kind of relationship do you want?”
Xie Qingyu abruptly released her hand, her expression somewhat cold: “It’s best if we have no relationship.”
Duan Zihui’s smile was somewhat faint: “We do have some relationship, like Zhuzhu’s parents.”
Xie Qingyu: “Oh, an ex-husband and ex-wife relationship, is that right?”
Duan Zihui fell silent.
The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became tense.
Little Zhuzhu couldn’t stand these two arguing anymore. Not only did they argue, but they also got angry easily.
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