A stream of cold air with the scent of flowers swept in, making her feel very comfortable.
She saw Wu Jingwen, wearing a snow-white sportswear, slowly walking over holding an oil-paper umbrella.
"Yu Wei, come down and pick me up."
"Okay, Teacher Wu."
Ye Yuwei hurried down from upstairs, and when she arrived at the gate of the villa, she saw the former already there.
"Teacher Wu, why are you going so early? It's still raining outside."
"I just went out when it rained." Wu Jingxiang said, raising one hand.
I saw a few bamboo shoots still with dewdrops inside the oil paper bag.
"The most delicious thing here is bamboo shoots. The ones picked in this misty rain are the freshest, with the aura of heaven and earth."
"Teacher Wu, I'm sorry for your trouble."
"It's not too much trouble. I have to show my kindness to the landlord when you come here." Wu Jingxiang's smile was perfect, noble and friendly: "Come on, Yu Wei, let's make them soup."
Ye Yuwei happily took the bamboo shoots and went to the kitchen with Wu Jingxiang.
"Haha, Yu Wei, it turns out you don't know how to cook. I thought a girl like you who is out to make a living can!" Wu Jingxiang looked at Ye Yuwei who was clumsy in cooking and said with a smile.
"I really don't know how. When I go out to work, I always look for places that provide food and housing."
"Okay then! Let the servants do it!" Wu Jingxiang said and took Ye Yuwei out of the kitchen. The two of them sat on the sofa in the living room and drank jujube tea.
"Yu Wei, how old were you when you started looking for a job? Where is your family?"
When Ye Yuwei heard the word family, the expression on her face darkened:
"I was born in a small city in the north. My father is a cadre of a state-owned enterprise and my mother is a girl from the countryside."
"Our economy is underdeveloped, so working in a state-owned enterprise is an enviable career."
There was a touch of sadness in Ye Yuwei's voice, and her eyes revealed a feeling of reminiscence.
"My mother was able to marry my father because she was very beautiful, and my appearance took after hers, so I am very grateful to her for this."
Wu Jingxiang couldn't help laughing when she heard this joke.
"After that, my father worked hard to help her find a job at the county cultural center. Once again, when the leader of a certain unit inspected her, he fell in love with my mother."
Wu Jingxiang noticed that although Ye Yuwei tried his best to appear calm, there was hatred deep in his eyes.
"Under the leader's various inducements and coercions, my mother became that person's sweetheart."
"What about your father? Why didn't you stop it?"
"Him! Huh!" Ye Yuwei snorted disdainfully: "After he got the benefits, he was willing to be a turtle and let my mother go. He also beat me to vent my anger. I couldn't stand it anymore and ran away."
"Then the leader fell, and my mother wanted to divorce him. He refused to agree and wanted a large sum of money for damages. As a result, he accidentally killed my mother after a quarrel."
"Yu Wei, how have you survived all these years? Doesn't your mother care about you?" Wu Jingxiang looked at Ye Yuwei sympathetically.
"I went to seek refuge with her, but I was kicked out. At that time, she wanted to give birth to a son for that old man."
"I could only make a living by picking up rags, and I was almost violated by a group of gangsters."
"After that, I escaped from that small county town, worked as a waiter, and a factory girl, and finally came to Xinghe."
Ye Yuwei's expression was very calm, as if she was telling an ordinary story.
But beneath the calm was the blood and tears of a girl.
"Yu Wei, everything is over. I will never let you go back to the past." Wu Jingxiang's eyes were serious and she held the other person's hand tightly.
After breakfast, Wu Jingxiang took Ye Yuwei out to taste tea and enjoy the rain.
"Yu Wei, is it cold? Do you need some extra clothes?"
"Fortunately, I like this cool feeling with moisture, it's very much like my hometown."
"I like it too, but what I like is the silence in the rain."
Wu Jingxiang poured boiling water into the purple clay pot, and then gave the fragrant tea to the other party.
Ye Yuwei picked up the cup and took a deep sniff. It had a long flavor.
At the same time, Li Jiaqi from the Life Center was sweating profusely in the dance practice room.
She has to work hard, she has to work hard. Since she doesn't have a good life like Yu Wei, she has to rely on hard work.
When she couldn't move anymore, she picked up a bottle of water from the ground and drank it in one gulp.
"It's not good, Yu Qingjia committed suicide."
"Someone, help!"
"Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"
Li Jiaqi was stunned when she heard the crying outside the corridor, and her mind went blank.
I rushed out subconsciously. There was a huge chaos in the corridor, and everyone was running towards the third floor.
Suddenly, the originally noisy voices gradually became quiet, and the crowd that had been restless just now stopped.
Yu Qingjia, who had swallowed a large amount of sleeping pills and cut her wrists, was carried through the corridor.
Li Jiaqi saw the former with tears still on his face, his eyes closed tightly, and his lips turning blue. There was no trace of happiness in his heart, but only the pain of a rabbit dying and a fox dying.
Zhang Yu and Xu Mengchen, who were following the stretcher and were already crying, looked at Li Jiaqi with ferocious hatred.
"Get out of here! Don't let him get in the way."
Zhang Yu pushed the former hard and almost pushed Li Jiaqi down the stairs.
Fortunately, Xu Mengchen remained calm and grabbed Zhang Yu: "Let's go!"
"Everyone go back and stop watching. If anyone dares to record or tell nonsense, you know what will happen."
Mr. Shen threatened everyone with a frosty face, and gave Li Jiaqi a deep look.
After everyone dispersed, Li Jiaqi returned to her room in despair.
She did not expect that Yu Qingjia, who had failed in the competition within the team, would use such an extreme method to "fight".
Bang! Bang!
"Please come in." Li Jiaqi turned around and saw that it was Lu Bingbing, and she couldn't help but feel a little thumped.
"team leader!"
"Jiaqi, I'm sorry. I apologize to you on Xiaoyu's behalf."
Lu Bingbing's words surprised Li Jiaqi. In fact, she did not blame Zhang Yu.
If the same thing had happened to Ye Yuwei, I'm afraid he would have gone on a "killing spree".
"It's okay, captain, I understand Xiaoyu's mood, but I..."
"I know what you are going to say. The resources of the fourth female were taken away by Yu Manting herself. It has nothing to do with you and Ye Zi."
"Captain, I, I don't know what to say now." Li Jiaqi was speechless for a moment, but now she was extremely confused.
"Practice hard! Your birthday performance is coming soon, I will help you organize it this year."
Li Jiaqi looked at the former's gentle and kind eyes and shuddered involuntarily.
She understood what Lu Bingbing meant by doing this.
Ye Yuwei has threatened these top foreign affairs resources.
If Yu Manting and Ye Yuwei, who are more powerful, form a general CP, then they will not be able to take up most of Hanoi's foreign affairs, and Lu Bingbing and the others will have no chance of getting ahead.
Li Jiaqi is at war with heaven and man in her heart. She knows that the other party is using her, but the other party is using conspiracy, which she cannot refuse, because she also wants to kick Yu Manting away.
"Jiaqi, do you still remember the first light sign you got in the small theater?"
"Captain, do you remember this too?"
"Of course, as long as there are 16 people standing on the stage, I will remember their first light sign."
Lu Bingbing pulled Jiaqi to sit down. At this moment, Li Jiaqi had a trance and felt that the woman in front of her was her intimate sister.
"Your first light sign was given to you by a CP fan, and it's called 'Yu Qi's Life'"
Lu Bingbing's words instantly touched Li Jiaqi's heartstrings, and crystal tears rolled down her face.
"Jiaqi, if you don't work hard, the fan sign next time may be changed to 'Yuting's Life'."
"...Captain, I would like to give my birthday to you."
Lu Bingbing smiled with satisfaction, and gently tied the former's hair with her fingers. The fingers were so soft, like strands of silk entwining themselves into Jiaqi's heartstrings.
"…team leader"
"Jiaqi, my poor little one, look at your tears. Why are there so many tears? Your body is so cold..."