Fifth match, three quarters past midnight, an encounter with passion

The man's deep-set eyes changed in an instant, finally settling on indifference. At this moment, his expression was icy, and he looked at Su Yao, who was staring intently, with a wild and unrestrained gaze

He went on a business trip to Wuxi, leaving in the morning and will return tomorrow. Around ten o'clock, he called me and said this. "Zhen Huihui said weakly.

How should an employee handle an intense scene encountered with their boss? And how will the boss deal with it? Moreover, the relationship between this employee and the boss is not simple, even unusual, involving matters such as debt relations, private employment, and cohabitation in different rooms... Living under the same roof, is it not very awkward?

Given the current situation, she will not leave. This wretched woman, with her masochistic nature, remains unrepentant. Let her be. The couple is in a tender and loving moment; can Su Yao really disrupt their romance?

Zhen Huihui is her university classmate and roommate for four years, and they are well aware of each other's matters, to the extent that Su Yao understands her better than Zhen Huihui herself. Whenever something happens, the first person Zhen Huihui turns to is definitely Su Yao. This is because, on a psychological level, she seems to have a mild dependence on Su Yao

"Huihui, I do not intend to interfere in your feelings. You are well aware of his character; if you do not leave him, you will undoubtedly continue to suffer, to be heartbroken, and to remain as unhappy as you are now. If you can endure his fickleness and infidelity forever, then continue; if you cannot bear it, then leave as soon as possible." Su Yao shouted in exasperation, her expression one of frustration at her friend's stubbornness. She understood that deep down, this woman was very reluctant to part with everything here. Staying for one more night might be a way to reminisce, or perhaps she still held onto a final glimmer of hope—hope that Zhang Jiandong would take back those words. If you can endure his fickleness and infidelity forever, then continue; if you cannot bear it, then leave as soon as possible." Su Yao shouted in exasperation, her expression one of frustration at her friend's stubbornness. She understood that deep down, this woman was very reluctant to part with everything here. Staying for one more night might be a way to reminisce, or perhaps she still held onto a final glimmer of hope—hope that Zhang Jiandong would take back those words.

Zhang Jiandong is from Fuzhou and is considered a fellow townsman of Su Yao from Fujian. After becoming familiar with each other, he always affectionately calls her "little wife" and often jokes with her. Regarding his "linguistic teasing," Zhen Huihui remains noncommittal and even secretly conspires with him about something. Despite Su Yao's repeated protests, she is unable to stop it, and eventually, she just goes along with it.

In fact, Su Yao had long advised her that Zhang Jiandong was a typical playboy and a romantic wanderer. Although he made solemn vows to her, he would not be satisfied with just one woman. He is suitable to be a lover, but he is not a qualified husband for safeguarding a family. Marrying him would mean falling into an irretrievable abyss

Zhang Jiandong, at the age of 30, has distinct facial features, yet his face shape is not particularly classic, his eyes are not large enough, and his skin is not in the best condition. In short, if he were to be thrown into a crowd, he would be immediately overwhelmed. However, as a seasoned player in the realm of romance, he often achieves success with ease. A delicious bowl of wheat porridge won him the heart of a beautiful woman. After graduation, Huihui moved to Lucheng to join him, embarking on a "married life" and becoming a "housewife." It was only after six months that she started looking for a job, but after more than half a year, she found herself once again as a "desperate housewife."

As she dances, it is as if a black rose is slowly blooming, with each petal unfurling in a beauty that reaches its zenith

Su Yao smiled helplessly and shook her head. Although she was no longer disturbed by anyone, she did not wish to continue dancing. Therefore, after greeting Ouyang Lanlan, she stepped down from the dance floor and returned to her base.

Directly opposite, in a small unit, a disheveled couple was passionately kissing. The man was sitting on the toilet, while the woman straddled his lap. At that moment, as their fervor reached its peak, the man's eyes were slightly squinted, his gaze dreamy, thoroughly enjoying the woman's fiery allure

Su Yao marveled at Zhang Jiandong's unscrupulousness, feeling indignant in her heart: "When will he return? Is he in Lucheng now?"

At midnight, she was extremely heartbroken. She crawled out of bed, got dressed, took her phone, and slammed the door behind her. She stood at the door for a minute, hoping he would rush out to stop her, but he did not come out. Feeling even more desperate, she walked onto the street, yet she did not know where to go.

The sound of sniffling and sobbing came from the phone, and after a while, a voice said: "I'll hang up first"

After some contemplation, she ultimately ascended the stairs, returning to the sanctuary of love, for the ringing phone had greatly lifted her spirits. The following morning, which is today, the two quarreled once more, more fiercely than the night before. After the argument, he went on a business trip to Wuxi and called at ten o'clock, telling her to get lost

At first, he laughed it off, trying to brush it aside, but he did not expect that she, who had always been gentle, would be so resolute this time. If he did not express his stance, she would not let it go. He became angry and said, "Don't forget, you are not my wife; you are just my girlfriend, and you have no right to demand that I do this"

I am not hungry; we can talk about it later when I am hungry!" Zhen Huihui displayed a broad smile on her face

Just as she stood up, he grabbed her wrist and forcefully pulled her back down, her entire body being overwhelmed by a powerful force. Immediately after, his upper body leaned down with intense heat, pushing her into the side of the sofa

Sigh, I don't want to think too much anymore; the boat will naturally straighten itself when it reaches the bridge. Su shook her hair, returned to the base, sat with Sunny for a while, drank a can of beverage, and then said she felt a bit unwell and needed to go home first. She put on her black coat, grabbed her bag, and walked out of "Zero Point Three Quarters". As the cold wind blew, her flushed cheeks felt much more refreshed.

"Wife, come here, let me hug you!" Zhang Jiandong opened his arms, embraced Huihui, lifted her up, and spun her around in mid-air for three circles before putting her down, accompanied by loud kissing sounds.

Suddenly, the door was opened. At the same time, it also opened the door of hope for a certain woman

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him leaning calmly, so she turned her head to study him closely: his eyes were gently closed, his expression unchanged—still as dark as ever, calm like a summer night sky, devoid of starlight and wind, only a deep expanse of blackness.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered heavily, his tone casual yet disturbingly strange, like a feigning tiger. His soft lips gently brushed against her earlobe and neck, his hot breath began to spread and scorch her skin, enveloping all her senses, yet she could only lie there stiffly, cursing him a thousand times in her heart

Su Yao remained motionless, suppressing the fear and anger within her, and said strategically, "You let go first, and we can have a good talk."

She was skeptical, yet she could do nothing about it; she merely advised him not to pay her any more attention

"Hmm, I understand. This time I will definitely not be soft-hearted." Zhen Huihui wiped the corner of her eye, her reddened large eyes flashing with a hint of determination, "But I don't know where to move... Is it convenient for you there?"

Upon hearing this despairing remark, Zhen Huihui felt as if she had been struck by five thunderbolts, rendered speechless and at a loss for words

The thick eyebrows, rosy lips, cold and hard contours, smooth breathing, and tranquil sleeping expression of the young man resemble that of a little black rabbit, devoid of the earlier ferocity and toughness, presenting an innocent face without any defenses

"What is wrong with you? If there is something, tell me, don't keep it bottled up inside." Su Yao was certain: something must have happened.

Su Yao quickly typed on the keyboard, sending a dizzy emoji: "Sister, you just 'realized' it now? I told you this hundreds of years ago!"

The phone rang, and Su Yao felt that the situation was worse than she had imagined. She quickly answered the call, but Zhen Huihui did not speak; the phone was silent. She walked out of the planning department and into the break room: "Huihui, what’s wrong? Speak up!"

He is still in contact with that woman from Suzhou. Zhen Huihui blinked her red eyes, resembling a young bride, her eyes once again filled with sorrowful tears, like the shimmering surface of a green lake

Upon entering, Su Yao was even more startled. The living room was in disarray, with her belongings piled up on the sofa, the coffee table, and the floor, some carelessly thrown about, while others were neatly packed. Was she moving? Su Yao found it difficult to walk normally, having to jump and step over things. After a considerable effort, she finally managed to sit down on the sofa: "What are you doing? Are you moving?"

The planning report for "Champagne No. 1" has been submitted to the developer for review, and the proposal time will be notified separately. If all goes well, it should be in the next few days. The planning department has been somewhat idle these past two days, either browsing the web or chatting. Su Yao is currently chatting on QQ with Zhen Huihui.

This man is none other than Xie Fang, the Vice President of the Shengfang Organization

Su Yao was somewhat stunned by this scene—though it was not earth-shattering, the key was the protagonist... She suddenly came to her senses, feeling that the woman looked somewhat familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before. However, there was no time to dredge up that familiar face from the corners of her memory. She mumbled, "I apologize for the interruption! Please continue!"

A heavy sobbing sound. She is crying! Did she have a fight with Zhang Jiandong? ... In my memory, such things have happened countless times ... . ... Su Yao sent a message: I will be at her house soon, wait for me.

The pulsating music in the hall faintly seeped in. Suddenly, with a loud "creak," the door sounded, breaking the silence, causing her heart to skip a beat as she turned her gaze towards it

Xie Fang chuckled and said: "If you move again, don't regret it; I will do something even crazier."

Su Yao looked at him without showing any weakness and quietly said: "The General Manager Xie in my heart is not the kind of detestable dressed-up beast."

After a while, she calmed down, took the tissue from Su Yao's hand, wiped her tears, blew her nose, and continued to sob: "He said that when he comes back, he does not want to see me again"

Are you at work? The voice of Zhen Huihui sounds a bit strange, as if it comes from the heavens; to be precise, it resembles that of a ghost from hell, elusive and unpredictable

Suddenly, she felt a slight heaviness on her shoulder. Turning her head to take a look, she saw his head resting on her shoulder, motionless, breathing evenly, as if he had already fallen asleep

Zhang Jiandong leaned in, calling softly and affectionately, "Wife, I am back." Upon seeing Su Yao, his eyes lit up, and he exaggeratedly laughed, "Oh, my little wife is here too, it's been a long time, what a rare guest!"

Zhen Huihui has some "life sentiments," which are certainly related to the emotional crisis with her boyfriend Zhang Jiandong. In the second semester of their senior year, they encountered each other by chance on campus. She was reading by the pool; he was waiting for someone, looking around, and happened to see her. He approached her to start a conversation, and just like that, he ended up with a girlfriend. Later, Huihui strictly prohibited him from casually flirting with other girls because his "flirting" skills were truly profound.

This time, she was extremely angry and very sad, insisting that he take concrete action. Last night, she confronted him, stating that if he did not sever ties with that woman, then she would cut off her relationship with him.

The cold wind of the winter night swept through in gusts, the streetlights swayed, casting faint shadows; the road was bustling with a continuous flow of various cars, some driving discreetly while others roared past with abandon. Young women, adorned with striking makeup and dressed in vibrant attire, occasionally passed by with laughter, either walking alone or in small groups on the opposite sidewalk, unhurried, lighthearted, and composed.

Su instinctively shook his head, a beautiful and warm smile appearing at the corners of his lips, which, in her eyes, seemed exceedingly wicked. He asked in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid?"

Su remained motionless, allowing his alcohol-laden breath and warmth to spray upon her face and lips, rigidly enduring his invasion and teasing. She understood that, under normal circumstances, the hunter's desire for conquest surged to unprecedented heights when the prey resisted fiercely; the more the resistance, the more entangled, the more destructive it became. If one quietly awaited the judgment, there was a possibility of a slim hope for survival.

She remarked with emotion: I have realized that women must never lose themselves in love, even during passionate romance, they should always dress beautifully, be financially independent, and maintain independent thoughts, and must not place their entire hearts on men

Unexpectedly, two weeks ago, she discovered that they were still in contact, and their communication was quite fervent. She secretly noted down his QQ password and, when he was not around, sneaked a look at his chat records. It was one thing to not look, but after seeing them, it felt as if the entire sky had collapsed. From the chat records, she learned that the adulterous couple was flirting on QQ, expressing their affection in a very intimate manner. Even more infuriating was the fact that every time he went to Suzhou, he would definitely meet up with her and sleep together, their feelings seemingly growing more passionate with each secret encounter.

Upon seeing Su Yao, it turned out to be Xie Fang, which made her feel a bit flustered, wondering how he knew she had left at 3:15. The strong smell of alcohol emanating from him gradually filled the small space, and although she had also been drinking heavily, she still covered her mouth and nose, desperately suppressing the waves of nausea in her stomach.

Zhang Jiandong's most glorious moment in history was three years ago when he got involved with his girlfriend's friend and took her to bed. After three major confrontations, his girlfriend kicked him out; upon learning of his sweet nothings, the friend, in a fit of rage, slapped him and posted a highly insulting big-character poster at his company. Huihui, upon discovering this incident from three years ago, often uses it to provoke him.

Zhen Hui questioned him about what was going on. He explained that it was a woman he had met a long time ago, before he knew Hui Hui. They had a few nights together, but then lost contact. This time she sent him a message again, and he didn't know what was going on, but he had already rejected her.

The cold wind howled, and the lights under the heavy night were dazzling as if it were daytime. The orange-red glow wrapped the winter night of Deer City in a warm embrace. After walking for a while, she hailed a taxi. Just as she settled in and was about to close the door, it was suddenly pulled open with great force, and a person squeezed in, calling out in a strange tone: "Yijing Bay, please hurry up, driver!"

With a loud bang, he slammed the door shut, as if to vent some frustration. She walked straight towards the bedroom, thinking it would be safer to avoid this drunkard, but unexpectedly, a cold and domineering voice pierced her ears: "Stop!"

Xie Fang seized her wrist, twisting it behind her back, and no matter how she struggled, it was of no avail

Ouyang Lanlan laughed heartily: "Yang Yingtao, you are truly impressive, you scared him away!"

Alright! I will go get something for you to eat, you organize your things by yourself. Su Yao sighed helplessly, thinking to herself: To make her leave him, it would require completely severing her thoughts of him

How should an employee handle an intense scene encountered with their boss? And how will the boss deal with it? Moreover, the relationship between this employee and the boss is not simple, even unusual, involving matters such as debt relations, private employment, and cohabitation in different rooms... Living under the same roof, is it not very awkward?

The scene is becoming increasingly lively, the dance floor is overcrowded, the music is explosive, and every swaying face is filled with frenzy ... Ouyang Lanlan pulls Su Yao into the dance floor, stepping to the powerful rhythm, moving her arms, twisting her waist and hips, letting her whole body come alive, allowing all worries to evaporate with the sweat ... After a while, Zhu Jianfeng also joins the dance floor with Yang Yingtao, dancing wildly.

Su Yao had never seen him in such a fierce and tough manner; in that moment, she was filled with fear.

This is truly unbelievable

Huihui, I think you need to reflect deeply and not be soft-hearted anymore. Leave him; such a worthless person is not worth it! Su Yao understood very well that as long as she still loved him in her heart, it was worth it, regardless of whether that man was a worthless person or not

"Let's do it tomorrow. I will call you tomorrow morning." Zhen Huihui's gentle voice was lowered, sounding innocent

There was not a trace of shyness on her face; with a slight raise of her eyebrow, she said coldly yet delicately: "Aren't you supposed to be out? Why are you still here?"

He helped him take off his coat and shoes, laid him down flat, Su Yao shook his head, walked into the bedroom, took out a quilt, covered him with it, and tidied it up; then, he returned to his room and went to sleep

The woman, with her back to Su Yao, was still enthusiastically lifting his grayish-white sweater when she suddenly noticed his dazed expression and complete lack of movement, and then turned her head to glare outside the door

She lamented, saying: Therefore, it is said that a woman may be beautiful in appearance, but that does not necessarily mean she lives beautifully

Ouyang Lanlan also noticed, nudging Yang Yingtao, her eyes glancing sideways to indicate the repulsive man. Yang Yingtao smirked, swiftly darting over to position himself between Su Yao and that man, exaggeratedly swaying his body and making a mischievous face. Seeing this, the man lost interest and withdrew.

Xie Fang's two palms pressed against her head on either side, gradually increasing the pressure, looking at her with seething anger: "Aren't you fearless? On what basis do you think I am not a beast in human clothing?"

"Have you had a quarrel? What exactly is going on?" Su Yao held her slightly cool hand

Su Yao had a bad feeling: Has your Dongdong gotten into trouble again? Were both the person and the stolen goods caught red-handed?

The tightened heart finally relaxed. Su Yao struggled to sit up, and he took the opportunity to lie back down on the sofa. With a cold snort, she raised her fist and struck his nose with two heavy punches, but it was merely a gesture of "karate".

His evil face slowly magnified in front of her, and she turned her face away. When his cheek brushed against hers, and the gentle, delicate sensation overwhelmed her, Su Yao's usually strong nerves were on the verge of collapse, and she couldn't help but scream: "Let go of me"

Zhu Jianfeng gently swayed, watching her leave the dance floor, his mind still savoring her elegant dance moves. Her attire tonight was markedly different from usual, a black knitted long dress that reached her thighs, accentuating her rounded hips. The low wide neckline revealed her delicate collarbone and slender white shoulders, complemented by coffee-colored high-heeled boots, which highlighted her slim waist and graceful figure, resembling a black rose elegantly releasing a fresh fragrance

She hurriedly said, "Rest assured, Mr. Xie, I will definitely keep it a secret."

A hesitant yet sharp glint flickered in Xie Fanghei's unfathomable eyes as his right index finger gently brushed against her cheek: "What should I do with you?"

At the moment she saw him, Zhen Huihui seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately after, her brows lifted and her eyes sparkled with joy—her miraculous remedy had returned, how could she not be excited

The dull face, under the intense lighting of the bathroom, appears even darker and more cold. ... On this handsome face, dramatic and rapid transformations of comical expressions occur, hesitation, astonishment, embarrassment, irritation ...

Running at the fastest speed of his life, he nearly slipped and almost collided with someone else. Su Yao was inexplicably panicked, with cold sweat dripping down his back

The nightlife in Lucheng has just begun

Three months ago, Zhen Huihui was playing with Zhang Jiandong's phone when she inadvertently saw a message. The owner of this phone number affectionately called him "husband" and asked when he would arrive in Suzhou. At that moment, the ceiling above her head seemed to spin again—this had happened before. He had promised to cut off all contact with that woman immediately, but unexpectedly, a leopard cannot change its spots; he is just a dog that cannot stop eating excrement.

Zhen Huihui blinked her eyes, her curved eyelashes fluttering up and down, resembling the wings of a dragonfly, as if there were the sound of flapping wings.

Xie Fang seemed to sense something, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her, his eyes bloodshot

"Do not worry, I will take care of it," Su Yao said, squeezing her hand to offer comfort. Perhaps Xie Fang would agree; he couldn't possibly be that heartless.

After requesting leave from the manager, Su Yao put on her down jacket and took a taxi to Yushan New Village. The entire Lucheng was dreary, resembling damp clothes, humid and chilly, exuding a musty odor that felt oppressive

They had been sitting for a long time, silently, each lost in their own thoughts. Zhu Jianfeng suddenly turned his head to look at Su Yao, who was staring blankly into space. Noticing that she was hugging her arms and seemed quite cold, he felt a mix of emotions—somewhat awkward, somewhat touched, somewhat pitying... He took out his phone to check the time and calmly said with a smile: "It’s 10 o'clock, let’s go in."

She felt the pressure of two palms squeezing her head, growing increasingly painful, as if all the memories in her mind were about to be squeezed out. She forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Rest assured, I no longer remember."

She finally understands that a drunkard can truly do anything! As for the so-called debauchery after drinking, will she really have such a vulgar encounter on this Christmas Eve?

The room was filled with brilliant sunlight, and the overcast sky outside suddenly became bright. Zhang Jiandong wore a sly smile: "Little wife, let's have dinner together. I will cook your favorite braised pork and winter melon with spare ribs!"

Xie silently released her and continued to rest with his eyes closed. Soon they arrived at Yijing Bay, walking one after the other into the community, returning to their shared "home"

Some women always easily forgive men, always weakly abuse themselves, time and again, as if it were a symptom of self-inflicted suffering—masochism. Suffering is their joy and belief, and they take pleasure in it without fatigue. Zhen Huihui is such a masochist in love.

Damn it, Xie Fang! TMD! Su Yao cursed him a hundred times, a thousand times in her heart, but could only maintain a stiff smile on her face. Just as she was about to speak, he reached out to grasp the back of her head, his entire face drifting closer to hers, and without a moment's thought, he kissed her lips, gently caressing them.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Jiandong called, shouting: "I will count to one, two, three, and you come up immediately, otherwise, you can never come back!"

She involuntarily shrank to one side, and he swiftly grabbed her right wrist, leaning in close, his piercing gaze filled with menace: "What are you afraid of?"

They belong to this enchanting night, their eyes filled with the city's extravagance; perhaps, deep within their gaze lies an endless sense of helplessness and bitterness

Slowly, the man seemed to realize something, looking at Su Yao, who was admiring them, and at Su Yao, who was leaning against the wall with a face full of astonishment. His beautiful double eyelids, filled with desire, gradually widened, until he stared at her without blinking, no longer responding to the woman's provocations, as the passion that had enveloped his face seemed to vanish in that instant

Su Yao was taken aback, suddenly realizing that just moments ago, in the restroom, she had encountered his good fortune. At this moment, it was highly likely that he had come with some ulterior motive—revenge? A warning? Or a threat?

Beneath the silence lies a stagnant, cold air. Su Yao knew that at this moment, Xie Fang must have lost most of his senses, but—what the hell does he want to do? She suppressed the panic in her heart and spoke as calmly as possible: "Mr. Xie, you should rest early; I will go to sleep first"

A typical film and television plot

All along, in this relationship, Zhen Huihui has been the weaker party: she centers her life around him and allows him to dominate her thoughts. It can be said that she has lost herself and extinguished her individuality; even when he makes mistakes, she always easily forgives him and reconciles.

Zhen Hui lowered her head, tears falling silently and violently. Su Yao quietly embraced her, letting out a soft sigh in his heart

Lucheng, this city that still feels unfamiliar, offers only Zhang Jiandong's shoulder to lean on, while Su Yao's frail shoulder allows her to cry freely. When love brings anxiety, sadness, and a sense of homelessness, friendship becomes a sanctuary for solace, as they rely on each other and provide warmth to one another

Zhu Jianfeng came to Su Yao's side and shouted loudly in her ear: "Are you okay!"

Seeing that his emotions had calmed down, Su Yao smiled warmly at him, stood up, turned around, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a shadow swiftly entering "Zero Point Three Quarters." Although it was just a fleeting moment, it was enough to discern that the upper body of the shadow was grayish-white. She felt a slight unease but chose not to dwell on it, and instead smiled brightly: "Manager, on Christmas Eve 2007, we will not return until we are drunk"

Next, the two of them began to pack their belongings together. The woman's possessions were indeed numerous, with three large boxes just for her clothes. If they were to take a taxi tomorrow, it would likely take two trips to move everything. Some items were brought from school, and suddenly, the beautiful memories of university life came rushing back, vivid and clear, as if it were just yesterday, so tangible and real. They were still naive university girls, experiencing love, skipping classes to go shopping, facing the pressures of semester exams, the ginkgo leaves swirling and falling in the autumn breeze, and the witty foreign literature professor.

He increased his force continuously, while she anxiously struck him, hitting his arms and chest. However, this little bit of strength was utterly insignificant and could not deter the demon-like drunkard before her. She indignantly muttered to herself: encountering his good fortune was not her fault; it was originally the women's restroom after all

He blew warm breath near her lips: "Is it... not scary like this?"

After having a drink, Su Yao meandered her way to the restroom. Just as she was washing her hands, her phone rang; it was a call from Gao Yisong. Without a second thought, she pressed the button to dismiss the call and then turned off her phone. Someone entered the restroom, and she stepped aside, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, quietly taking deep breaths, her mind a blank. Moments later, the person who had just entered walked out of the restroom, the sound of her high heels echoing.

The white lights of the convenience store illuminated the familiar yet unfamiliar street, appearing desolate and bleak on the cold winter night. The nightclub hostesses sat behind the dimly lit glass, crossing their legs, their expressions indifferent yet alluring. They were the spirits abandoned by the day, and at this moment, Zhen Huihui also felt abandoned by love

Xie Fang took off his coat and threw it onto the single sofa. Not seeing her come over, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed her, and forcefully dragged her to sit on the sofa. He also sat down, closed his eyes, and gently rubbed his temples with both hands

Su Yao saw a sorrowful ghost, with her disheveled medium-length hair and innocent large eyes wide open, red and dry, clearly indicating that her sadness had persisted for quite some time. Upon seeing Su Yao, the corners of her mouth pulled into a faint, cold smile, more desolate than tears, and her delicate face had long lost the previous radiance, appearing haggard.

I understand now, I have made up my mind this time" she said awkwardly, appearing somewhat impatient

A lean man slowly moved beside Su Yao, intentionally or unintentionally brushing against her arms and hips. Su Yao turned her head and saw a middle-aged man with a lewd expression staring at her. She shot him a glare, making room for him. However, he actually followed her movements, sticking to her like a fly, teasing her to the utmost extent.