The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Shang Qingya and Huang Zhiyu sat facing each other at the table.

The atmosphere was unbearably oppressive.

The two arrived home one after the other without exchanging a single word with each other.

Shang Qingya's silence clearly indicates her dislike for Huang Zhiyu.

Huang Zhiyu doesn't speak simply because she doesn't talk when she's home alone.

Yes, she completely ignored Shang Qingya.

The food on the table was prepared by Shang Qingya.

Huang Zhiyu sat down at the table and started eating without anyone greeting her.

Shang Qingya thought about it and decided to hold back.

After all, my sister is the landlord.

Moreover, they don't want to pay rent; they consider cooking as payment for rent.

She was used to being poor since childhood, so it's not surprising that she has such thoughts.

But Huang Zhiyi didn't think that way.

The word "rent" never even crossed her mind.

This amount of several thousand yuan requires a separate bank transfer.

She finds it all too troublesome.

But do you think she's a great philanthropist who allows Shang Qingya to live here without charging rent?

You're wrong.

Her ideas were far more outrageous than that.

She felt that Shang Qingya was her servant, someone who came to serve her.

Yes, that's Miss Huang's true thought.

To analyze a person's thinking pattern, the most important thing is to look at their upbringing.

Despite having a father who treated her like a tool.

But Huang Feiyang never mistreated him in his daily life.

The young lady only had two kinds of people in her eyes: her father and the servants.

After all, those who had been around her since childhood, even if they weren't servants, acted like servants.

The symbol of the father has a tremendous spiritual influence on a child's growth.

This is especially true in East Asian families where parents are highly involved in early childhood.

The image a father has in his daughter's eyes and how she interacts with him will directly affect her future relationship with her partner.

It is Huang Feiyang who caused Huang Zhiyi's current personality.

She has two forms.

She is a specimen master, a cold-blooded killer, and an arrogant young lady.

This was fostered by the generous family conditions provided by Huang Feiyang.

She utterly despises everyone in the world.

She didn't even feel that Shang Qingya was there to assist her, but rather to serve her.

Losers, come and serve me properly!

The other form is the dominated form.

This was the price he paid for his wealthy family background; Huang Feiyang was simply using him as a tool.

But at the crucial moment when the tool is about to prove its worth.

Lu Yuan jumped out and picked the peach.

So after Huang Feiyang faked his death.

Lu Yuan naturally became Huang Zhiyu's "father," transforming into a spiritual symbol representing the dominator.

So in Huang Zhiyu's eyes, there are actually only two kinds of people.

Others and the road is far.

He scorned everyone equally, yet was dominated by Lu Yuan.

Offering control of the relationship became Huang Zhiyu's only way of expressing love.

"Stop asking me if I love you. I've given you everything I have. Why do you keep asking me?"

In stark contrast is Shang Qingya.

Because of her father's long-term absence, she had to earn everything through her own efforts.

The idea of ​​raising daughters in luxury certainly has its limitations due to its historical context.

But the core reason for such remarks is ultimately the "sense of deservement".

Shang Qingya is someone with a very low sense of worthyness, so even if love comes unconditionally to her.

She would also do many small things, such as buying air conditioners or cooking, to do her best to be worthy of the amount of love she received.

This is her way of expressing love.

Therefore, she also has two forms: the cautious and prudent one under normal circumstances, and the youthful and beautiful young businesswoman.

And the evil witch, the mad apothecary, and the corrupted version of Xiao Shang.

Everything the poor have is hard-earned.

If you steal from the poor, the poor will dare to fight you to the death.

Therefore, if these two people met alone, there would be no war at all.

Just like now.

When Huang Zhiyu is in her "young lady" mode, she will definitely start a war with anyone who disobeys her.

But Xiao Shang is now in the form of a cautious and prudent young woman.

Eat whatever you like, there's plenty of food.

I won't bother you.

But the calm is only temporary.

The moment Lu Yuan appeared at the door was akin to Archduke Ferdinand appearing on the streets of Serra y Foz.

World War I could break out at any time; it all depends on whether someone fires a shot.

Could Lu Yuan be the one who fired the shot?

he does not know.

But he moved a chair and sat down next to Shang Qingya.

The first thing he said was to Shang Qingya:

What did you do after you left the hospital?

A very casual everyday chat.

Upon hearing this, Shang Qingya's eyes lit up, and she started chattering away with Lu Yuan.

"Go back to school and see your advisor, there's still the sports meet coming up..."

"Sports meet? Can I sign up?"

Lu Yuan asked subconsciously, as he was quite interested in this kind of activity and would participate whenever he had time.

However, his question was interrupted.

Two coughs were heard coming from across the table.

"Ahem."

Huang Zhiyu threw his chopsticks on the table and stared intently at the two of them.

Lu Yuan met her gaze, tilted his head, and asked:

"Are you also participating in the sports meet?"

"My sister can't attend because the school didn't invite any parents."

Xiao Shang's words immediately put Huang Zhiyi in the category of parents.

This is also a form of rejection.

They refused to let Huang Zhiyu participate in their conversations as young people.

Huang Zhiyu shook his head and pointed at Lu Yuan:

Why are you sitting over there?

I like it.

"You like sitting next to her?" Huang Zhiyu raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, that's right." Lu Yuan said directly.

Shang Qingya's face immediately turned red.

She stole a few glances at Lu Yuan's face and felt her heart flutter with sweet infatuation.

So cool!

Shang Qingya had no misunderstanding.

Lu Yuan's behavior was exactly what she understood it to mean.

Lu Yuan didn't lie; he told everyone the truth, including his debts and illnesses, without hiding anything.

In this situation, it's very sincere for a girl to say she likes you, is willing to go through tough times with you.

Lu Yuan didn't know what he was being pretentious about.

Moreover, he was a young man in his twenties.

What else is there to do if you don't date? Be gay!

Although we haven't known each other for very long, we're still in the getting-to-know-each-other stage.

But understanding also requires showing an attitude.

They've been so kind to you, you can't keep stringing them along.

You need to show them through your actions, "I'm also somewhat interested in you and want to get to know you."

As for Huang Zhiyi?

Because of the game, she was directly excluded.

Lu Yuan was unaware of the two people's past experiences.

He listened to everything Huang Zhiyu said as if it were a story.

Shang Qingya, on the other hand, is a real person who has just appeared in reality and whom I have just met.

The concepts are different too.

"Boss, could you please not be so concerned about your employees' private lives?"

Treating Huang Zhiyi.

Lu Yuanchun now looks at his boss like an employee.

"Lu Yuan, do you believe I'll terminate the contract?"

"Then you should run the club yourself."

"Do you believe I'll kill you?"

"Go ahead and kill him."

After finishing his meal, Lu Yuan wiped his mouth, stood up, and looked at her:

"You and those two bald guys can come at me together."

Shang Qingya sat at the table, watching this scene with a tense expression.

I almost couldn't hold back anymore.

It seems that the settlement of the victory in World War I has already fallen to her.

No, no, that's not right.

There was no World War II, so there was no World War I.