Chapter 17 - What Kind Of Attitude is That, Ning Qing? (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Xu Junxi was wearing a thin white sweater and a dark coffee colored windbreaker today. He was handsome and smart, and matched Ning Yao’s Korean-inspired outfit of a light yellow woolen overcoat. They looked like a match made in heaven when standing beside each other.

Ning Qing saw that Xu Junxi was holding Ning Yao’s small hand with his own while putting the other hand around her pet.i.te shoulders and half embracing her. “You’d caught a cold in the States the other day. Are you feeling better? Did you get car sick just now?”

Ning Qing suddenly wanted to laugh. Xu Junxi’s movements were very cautious, as his expression was full of tenderness and love. Even his voice was as soft and tender as the spring breeze in March. Ning Yao was the apple of his eye, his darling.

What is she to him?

She hadn’t seen Xu Junxi look so tender for three whole years, and now he’d given all his tenderness to another woman.

Ning Yao rested against Xu Junxi’s chest as a fragile pet would rest upon a man, with a sweet and lovely smile on her face. “Junxi, I’m fine. Don’t worry.” Only then did she notice Ning Qing and her expression changed dramatically. The tears in her eyes were about to spill over. She looked shy but wronged. “Sister…”

Ning Yao’s voice was like her own, delicate and sweet, like the singing of birds in spring.

In the past, she’d liked Ning Yao because of her shyness. She took her under her wing and treated her like a sister, helped her teach her bullies a lesson, and brought her to the upper cla.s.s.

But she never would’ve thought that she’d been the ‘farmer’ in the fable “The Farmer and the Snake”.

Ning Qing’s mouth formed a sarcastic arc as she sneered. The Lamborghini had driven over just now, and unless the people inside were blind, she didn’t believe that they hadn’t seen her.