As he opened the lunchbox, he answered Xie Qingyu’s question: “How could that be? Mr. Duan is a good person. At least he treats me very well. If I were in another place, I’m afraid the treatment wouldn’t be so good.”
Xie Qingyu, recalling how Duan Zihui was unwilling to spend time but willing to spend money on her, couldn’t help but sneer: “Indeed, he is not good in other aspects, but he is generous with money. Money makes the world go round, so it is normal for you to be willing to follow him.”
Qin Yao said, “After all, I’m just an employee. Of course, Mr. Duan has also been incredibly kind to me.”
“Him?”
Xie Qingyu found it somewhat ironic and asked in disbelief, “How much kindness could he possibly have shown you? You’re just doing things for money.”
He pondered, “It’s not like that.”
“Oh, right, after all, you were his lackey.”
Xie Qingyu recalled the past, and her tone couldn’t help but become sarcastic again.
“You must have looked down on me back then, didn’t you? Just a pretty face who only knew how to spend money.”
Qin Yao: “…”
He didn’t expect Xie Qingyu to say that. He replied, “You were Mr. Duan’s wife before, so naturally, I wouldn’t dare look down on you.”
Xie Qingyu retorted somewhat unreasonably, “That means you look down on me now.”
Qin Yao felt that Xie Qingyu’s personality hadn’t changed at all; she was still as willful as ever.
He smiled gently and said, “How could that be? You were once Mr. Duan’s wife, and now you are the mother of Mr. Duan’s daughter. I will always respect you.”
Xie Qingyu: “You really know how to talk. If Duan Zihui had been this good at talking back then, maybe we wouldn’t have gotten divorced.”
Qin Yao suddenly felt a headache.
He felt that he simply couldn’t handle Xie Qingyu. After all, she had never been a particularly reasonable woman. He couldn’t afford to offend her, nor was he good at dealing with women.
Fortunately, Little Zhuzhu spoke up at that moment, saving him.
The lunchbox was already opened, and the aroma of the food wafted out, making Little Zhuzhu’s stomach rumble.
Seeing her mother talking to Uncle Qin in a strange way, she muttered, “Mommy, can you stop bullying Uncle Qin? Come and eat quickly. You still need to take your medicine later.”
Her? Bullying whom?
Xie Qingyu retorted, “Where did Mom bully him? Which sentence did you hear Mom bully him with?”
Zhuzhu said, “Mom, although I don’t understand everything you’re saying, I do understand some of it too. Aren’t you just making things difficult for Uncle Qin? Look, Uncle Qin doesn’t even want to answer you anymore.”
“He especially brought us food, and you didn’t even say thank you to Uncle Qin.”
Qin Yao admired the little girl’s straightforwardness.
He really didn’t want to answer Xie Qingyu’s question, but he hadn’t finished speaking.
He finished speaking: “Miss Xie, I’ll leave right after delivering the food. I have a lot of work to do. The nanny whom Mr. Duan arranged for you will be here soon. Please let her know if you need anything.”
Zhuzhu took apart the disposable chopsticks and reached into the lunchbox for the delicious-looking meatballs. Hearing that Uncle Qin was busy, she quickly waved her hand and said, “Okay, okay, Uncle Qin, you go ahead and do your work. My mother is sick today, don’t hold it against her.”
Xie Qingyu: “…Aren’t you taking sides with outsiders?”
Zhuzhu: “I’m just a reasonable person.”
Then she hurriedly urged her mother.
“Mom, come and eat quickly. You still need to take your medicine.”
Medicine, medicine, medicine!
Xie Qingyu didn’t really want to talk to her.
She walked over, opened the lunchbox, grabbed the chopsticks, and stuffed the food into her mouth.
The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became.
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