315 Little Cartoon (2/2)
Zhao Wei didn't even look at Qiu Meihui as she placed her chopsticks down and looked at Xiu saying, ”Xiu'er, stay after the meal. We still have so much to talk.”
Xiu frowned at this interaction between Zhao Wei and Qiu Meihui but she silently nodded to agree with Zhao Wei who got up to leave. Xiu couldn't wrap her mind around the fact that the loving and kind Zhao Wei was actually acting so indifferently and coldly to her own daughter. But seeing how everyone seemed used to it, she could only frown in silence.
It was neither her place to talk nor did she want to probe around.
Qiu Meihui also got up and left while Xin Xiaoli followed after her. There was definitely something going on around here but it was something Xiu was oblivious to. And because she really hated being the oblivious one, she was feeling frustrated.
”Ying, how's your fever?” questioned Qiu Jiayi since he wasn't gonna follow anyone. Taking sides between his daughter and wife had already got him kicked out of the house for months. He had learned his lesson and was now only gonna act like everything was okay.
”I'm fine. It was a minor thing someone just overreacted,” said Ying while her remark was directed at Darren who took a sip of his mint margarita and rolled his eyes at her. She was so close to getting pneumonia but in her words, it was just a minor thing. ”Anyways, I had been curious about a while... How did you manage to reconcile with Weiwei? Did you apologize? Or she did?”
”What do you think?” Qiu Jiayi retorted with his own question.
Ying thought about it carefully before saying, ”She won't apologize, I can bet anything. She is my mother's best friend and even my own mother never apologized to dad. It was always the other way around.”
”Well, in our case, nobody apologized...”
”Huh? Really?” this voice came from Xin Zimen who raised his brows at his best friend.
”Yeah, really,” answered Qiu Jiayi.
”Then what happened?”
At the table, now only Xin Zimen, Qiu Jiayi, Ying, Dylan, Darren, and Xiu were remaining since Asteria also went to the lounge to watch cartoons after finishing her food. And every single person's attention was now on Qiu Jiayi.
”I was sleeping on the couch. In the middle of the night, she locked the door hid the key, and turned the AC on blast before snatching my blanket from me.”
”What?!”
Qiu Jiayi nodded his head, ”Yup. And before I could turn into a popsicle, I went up to the bed and laid down beside her.”
”That's it?” questioned Xin Zimen.
”Hmm... After that, I hugged her in her sleep and everything was okay.”
Xin Zimen scrunched up his nose before pointing at Dylan, ”No wonder, you both peculiar and bizarre people gave birth to this cartoon.”
”HAHAHA!”
The only person who wasn't amused by that remark was Dylan himself who pouted pitifully and whined, ”Uncle Zi...”
”Yes, my little cartoon?”
”How can you call me a cartoon?”
”I called you 'my' little cartoon.”
”Oh, then it's okay.”
”HAHA!”