Xiao Chengdong pressed Xiao He down and punched at Xiao He's face.
Xiao He was furious, and was about to snap Xiao Chengdong's neck, but he suddenly noticed someone breaking in.
When Qiao Ying came in, she saw Xiao Chengdong and Xiao He fighting fiercely.
After all he was his own father, Xiao He didn't use his full strength. He was pressed on the ground with his neck choked tightly by the beastly father.
"Give me all the money! Otherwise I'll choke you to death, you bastard!" Xiao Chengdong completely lost his mind.
Qiao Ying walked over and kicked Xiao Chengdong over.
Xiao Chengdong yelped in pain as he struggled to get up, and saw a pretty young girl.
Qiao Ying: "Get lost if you don't want to die."
"...You little bunny, you've got some skills now huh, even got a woman to sleep with, lucky bastard. She's so pretty and looks quite rich too, you really got a good deal." Xiao Chengdong still wanted to get some money from Qiao Ying.
It was unknown which sentence provoked Xiao He. Xiao He, who didn't use his full strength just now, suddenly burst out and rushed towards Xiao Chengdong by the wall, punching Xiao Chengdong in the face.
In a real fight, the alcoholic Xiao Chengdong was no match for the young and strong Xiao He. He could only hug his head and flee in panic as he was beaten badly.
Xiao Chengdong fled to the door and didn't dare to stop as he ran away.
Xiao He collapsed on the ground, exhausted.
Only his embarrassing heavy breathing echoed in the room.
Qiao Ying: "I'll go buy some medicine for you."
Xiao He didn't speak. His dignity was shattered after being seen at his most embarrassing moment again.
Qiao Ying made an excuse to go out and buy medicine to take care of his dignity.
However, after Qiao Ying left, Xiao He, who had his head lowered, wiped the corner of his mouth and raised his face with no expression.
There was no emotional fluctuation in his cold eyes.
When Qiao Ying came back with the medicine, Xiao He had already cleaned up the house. He acted like nothing had happened, he just didn't speak.
Qiao Ying asked him to sit on the bed and used a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to clean the wound on his cracked mouth corner.
The room was a little dark, Qiao Ying leaned in closer.
Xiao He always kept his eyes lowered with his hands clenched, not saying a word.
After an unknown period of time, he slowly raised his eyes to look at Qiao Ying. Under the dim light, the girl's fair complexion appeared even softer and more beautiful.
Sensing Qiao Ying looking back at him, their eyes met. It seemed he had secretly made some determination towards her.
Xiao He took a few days off for unknown reasons.
Later when Qiao Ying asked him, he said he found a part-time job and would be back in class in a few days. So Qiao Ying didn't ask further.
Qiao Yi found Qiao Ying and tentatively asked, "Sister, how are you and Brother Qin? Have you made up?"
Qiao Ying was a little annoyed, "Brother Qin and I were never a thing. You can chat with him if you want, I won't interfere."
Qiao Yi looked at Qiao Ying without saying anything for a long time.
After a while, he said dejectedly, "Then will you go with me to Brother Qin's house this weekend? I want to return Qiao Yi to him."
Qiao Ying: "Let's talk about it later."
"It's settled then." Qiao Yi wanted to use this opportunity for them to meet and make up.
The weekend came.
Xiao He, who had disappeared for a week, suddenly showed up.
Seeing Xiao He full of injuries, Qiao Ying frowned, "What happened?" The wound on his eye corner was much less swollen, apparently it was more serious a couple days ago and he deliberately waited until it got better before coming to see her.
Xiao He: "Nothing."
He looked to be in a very good mood.
Then he touched the thing in his pant pocket through the cloth, wanting to say something but hesitated. He looked a little nervous.
Qiao Ying asked, "Got something for me?"
Xiao He hesitated for a moment before taking out the item, it was a exquisite small box: "For you."
Qiao Ying took it and opened it to take a look. Inside was a bracelet.
Qiao Ying held the item, "This is what you earned from your part-time job? What part-time job?"
Xiao He had an unnatural expression and instead of answering, asked back, "Do you like it?"
Qiao Ying: "I asked what part-time job."
Xiao He was silent for a moment: "Underground boxing, five thousand per match."
Qiao Ying's face darkened a little: "You've got quite a lot of ways to make money."
Xiao He seemed to feel guilty and didn't say anything.
Qiao Ying took the item, turned and walked into the house, throwing over her shoulder, "Don't go again in the future." With Xiao He's pathetic martial arts skill, he was simply seeking death.
"Okay." Xiao He's face lit up in joy as he followed her in.
Qiao Yi came downstairs, "Sister, let's go."
But he saw Qiao Ying sitting on the sofa teaching Xiao He how to use a computer.
Xiao He: "Are you going out?"
Qiao Ying didn't reply to him, but said to Qiao Yi, "You go with Sack."
For the first time, Qiao Yi showed an unhappy face towards Qiao Ying. He glanced at Xiao He and said, "I'm going back to school."
Then he left sullenly.
Xiao He: "Is it really okay?"
Qiao Ying spoke in an indifferent tone, "He asked me to accompany him to see Qin Hanyue." Then she lay down on the sofa hugging a cushion.
She was a little annoyed, "Ask me if you don't understand."
After saying that, she closed her eyes to rest.
Xiao He: "Okay."
Qiao Ying hugged the cushion with a book covering her face as she took a nap on the sofa.
Xiao He tapped lightly on the keyboard, trying to make no sound.
The two sat and lay there, not disturbing each other.
"Pa dang" A sound rang out.
The book covering Qiao Ying's face fell to the ground, but she didn't show any intention of picking it up.
Xiao He, who was sitting on the single sofa, leaned over to pick it up. When he straightened up, his actions stalled for a moment.
Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling onto the girl's body, her fair complexion seemed to be coated with a layer of light.
Xiao He gazed at her lightly.
When Qiao Ying woke up, the sky had already darkened.
There were sounds coming from the kitchen. Qiao Ying walked over and saw Xiao He busy at work in front of the stove. She asked, "Why are you cooking?"
Xiao He turned to look at her, "I let Auntie leave."
Qiao Ying didn't say anything. She went to the bathroom to wash her face.
Xiao He cooked the dishes and stood at the sink to carefully wash the bowls and chopsticks, his fingertips grazing the edges of the bowls and ends of the chopsticks...
"It's done, let's eat." Xiao He served the rice.
Qiao Ying sat down at the dining table and looked at the table full of dishes.
"I learned them all from my mother. The presentation isn't great but the taste shouldn't be too bad." Xiao He said.
She picked up her chopsticks.
As if recalling something, "Want to drink?"
Without waiting for Xiao He's response, she put her chopsticks down to take out wine and a bottle opener. Sitting back down she realized she didn't bring cups. She grumbled, "Cups..."
Just as she was about to make another trip.
"I'll go get them." Xiao He said.
The cups were brought back.
Qiao Ying opened the wine and poured out two cups before she started eating.
"How is it? Too salty?" Xiao He stared at her intently, anticipating her feedback.
Qiao Ying: "Not bad."
Xiao He's mouth curled up in a smile as he scooped soup for Qiao Ying.
Qiao Ying asked while eating, "Any therapy scheduled tomorrow?
Xiao He nodded, "Yes, 4pm in the afternoon."
Qiao Ying: "No hurry, take your time."
Xiao He: "Dr Cheng is very capable."
Qiao Ying had a good appetite and soon finished a bowl of rice.
Qiao Ying: "That guy is a professional, of course reliable."
Xiao He: "Your friends are all very capable."
Qiao Ying complained, "Except Huo Chengdong."
Xiao He smiled silently, "He's very interesting."
The two chatted lightly while eating, the atmosphere was happy and harmonious.
While eating, Qiao Ying suddenly felt her eyelids grow heavy. She shook her head subconsciously, quickly realizing something was wrong. She immediately looked to Xiao He who was also eating.
Before she could speak, an overwhelming sense of dizziness overwhelmed her. Qiao Ying collapsed with a "bang" sound onto the table.
Xiao He calmly put down his bowl and chopsticks, slowly chewing and swallowing what's in his mouth.
His calm, cold eyes looked towards the motionless Qiao Ying.
