If you're not going to marry me, why are you flirting? If you dare run away, I'll sever yo

Did I get rejected?

Lin Xiaoxiao was somewhat incredulous. She had already prepared a plan. On the night she booked the hotel room, it would happen to be her period, which she could use as an excuse to politely refuse Qi Nan and then slowly begin to manipulate him.

She considered countless possibilities, but she never expected Qi Nan to reject her.

She then confirmed again, "Qi Nan, you didn't hear me wrong, did you? I just said we could stay in the same hotel."

"I know."

"Then don't you want to?"

Qi Nan yawned. "I'm sorry, I'm not worthy of this. You should go find Ye Fan."

Lin Xiaoxiao's expression froze.

He wasn't like this last year. Just thinking about how he begged me back then makes him seem like a completely different person now.

Has he lost interest in his own body?

Lin Xiaoxiao clenched her fists.

Impossible. I'm so beautiful, how could he possibly resist me?

Actually, I came to see him this time after careful consideration, and it was only after making such a big decision that I wanted to go back to our previous relationship, so that at least before Ye Fan made money, I could improve my quality of life. But I didn't expect him to have this kind of attitude.

"I know, are you jealous because I've been spending a lot of time with Ye Fan lately?"

Unable to find any other reason, Lin Xiaoxiao would never admit that she wasn't charming enough, so she attributed the problem to Qi Nan still being jealous of her and Ye Fan.

Qi Nan found it funny.

Lin Xiaoxiao is far too trusting. Does she really think she's some kind of championship trophy that everyone wants to win?

"Whatever you think it is, just don't bother me anymore, I'm afraid others will misunderstand."

"Misunderstand?"

Lin Xiaoxiao's brows furrowed slightly. "You mean Xia Ningqi?"

Qi Nan neither confirmed nor denied it, indicating that he didn't really want to pay attention to her.

Upon seeing this.

Lin Xiaoxin had an indescribable feeling in her heart, but she still forced a smile and snorted coldly, "Fine, Qi Nan, you have to remember, I've already given you a chance, but you failed to seize it."

After uttering this ambiguous remark, Lin Xiaoxiao left her seat and went straight to the seat next to Tang Rou, where she sat down angrily.

The conversation with Qi Nan had been very quiet until the last sentence, when the volume suddenly increased so that the other students around could hear it clearly and began to whisper and discuss it.

"What's wrong with Lin Xiaoxiao?"

"It seems that Qi Nan made her angry."

...

Qi Nan didn't care about this and was too lazy to explain anything. After all, he didn't care about other people's opinions. Let them say what they want about him as a scumbag.

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong?"

Faced with Tang Rou's question, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't answer, but gritted her teeth and asked, "Tang Rou, do you think I'm less attractive than Xia Ningqi?"

"what?"

When asked about this, Tang Rou thought for a moment, then replied ambiguously, "You are different types of girls, so you can't compare yourselves."

"So what type is she? And what type am I?"

"She looks like the type who's pretending to be innocent, like a white camellia, while you, Xiaoxiao, are more real and passionate, like the reddest and most vibrant rose."

"so what?"

"So placing a camellia in front of a rose will only make it pale in comparison."

After being comforted by Tang Rou, Lin Xiaoxiao felt a little better, but she still couldn't be happy, because Qi Nan might actually like camellias.

.....

evening.

At the entrance of Linhai Experimental Primary School, a crowd of parents and cars gathered to pick up their children. Su Qing, carrying a pink schoolbag, filed out with the crowd.

He looked around and saw Lingya waving at him from afar.

He hurried over to her with small, quick steps.

"Sister Ya, why are you picking up Xiao Qing today?"

"Because my older brother is busy."

Su Qing wasn't too surprised by this, since such things happened frequently. Su Qingshan was usually very busy, so it was normal for him to occasionally send his subordinates to pick her up.

on the way back.

Lingya, holding Su Qing's hand, asked casually, "Qing, what are your plans for New Year's Day?"

"The school is holding a fun sports meet on New Year's Day, so I asked Brother Qi Nan and Sister Ning Qi to come and keep me company."

Lingya was somewhat surprised to hear this.

"I know Qi Nan, but who is this Sister Ning Qi?"

"yes..."

Su Qing tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying, "She lives next to Brother Qi Nan. She's a very pretty young lady who plays the harmonica very well."

Lingya raised an eyebrow.

"So, what's the relationship between this lady and Qi Nan?"

"It seems pretty good in Xiao Qing's eyes, but they always argue, so I'm not entirely sure whether their relationship is good or bad."

Lingya seemed to be deep in thought.

Could it be that the girl Su Qing mentioned asked Qi Nan to dye his hair back?

Although there was no definite answer yet, Lin Ya's sixth sense told her that the relationship between Qi Nan and her was definitely not simple.

Of course, she didn't think she had any right to speculate about Qi Nan's interpersonal relationships, but she still couldn't help but have some unrealistic fantasies, especially after watching the sunset with Qi Nan that day. After returning, she seemed to become a bit irrational and started thinking about things she would never have considered before.

"What's wrong, Sister Xiaoya? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Su Qing pulled him back to reality.

Lingya shook her head. "It's nothing, I was just thinking about what to take you out to eat tonight."

"I want to eat mala tang (spicy hot pot), but Dad says it's dirty and never takes me. Only Sister Ya is the best to me. You'll definitely take me, right?"

"Okay, Sister Ya will take you there."

Unable to resist the little girl's coaxing, Lingya had no choice but to agree.

"Yay, Ya-jie, you're the best!"

Looking at the girl skipping and jumping in front of her, Lingya's almond-shaped eyes began to glaze over slightly.

She is 28 years old this year.

Most women would probably be married and have children by now, but she hasn't figured out what to do with her future.

Lingya raised her head.

I saw the clouds already blushing red, layer upon layer, with a few black crows flying by from time to time.

She lowered her head and sighed helplessly. She had already decided to live out her life alone, but recently her thoughts had suddenly begun to waver...

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