You Must Be Good 61p2

Chapter 61 p2

Yang Feitang, who had come for a free meal, had just happened to see this scene. She had looked at Xie Ying’s defeated look and had walked over. “Still not giving up?”

Xie Ying had sighed heavily. “This girl is even harder to deal with than Xinrou. She’s impervious to everything. The Marc Jacobs I mentioned to her is someone you can’t even hire with money. But she looked at me as if I were a S.B.”

Yang Feitang had laughed so hard she had almost fallen over. “Our brat is just that individualistic.”

In fact, she had also discovered that Qiao Xiaoxiao’s mood seemed to be not very good recently. Not to mention being silent, the aura she exuded was also not good.

Xiaoxiao had pushed open the door, and Chu Xinrou had walked out. She had smiled slightly. “You’re back?”

“Yes.”

Qiao Xiaoxiao was sullen. She was now taller than Chu Xinrou even when she was looking down. Chu Xinrou looked into her eyes. “Why are you unhappy?”

Qiao Xiaoxiao didn’t speak. She walked straight into the inner room.

Chu Xinrou: ???

Outside, Xie Ying had followed Yang Feitang in and was discussing with Chu Xinrou about wanting to treat her to dinner tonight, so that everyone could go out and have some fun. He had been rejected by Chu Xinrou. “I’m on a diet.” As she spoke, she had looked at Yang Feitang. “You can go with her.”

Yang Feitang’s stomach had already started to growl, but she had stubbornly said, “I’m not hungry either. I’m on a diet too.”

Then, she had touched her little chin and had shouted into the room, “Xiaoxiao, are you going for a run?”

She had been neglecting her exercise these past few days and had already gained some weight. Last night, Xue Youyou had smiled charmingly in bed and had directly called her “Yang Guifei,” which had almost made Yang Feitang angry to death.

Qiao Xiaoxiao had walked out with a stack of photo albums, had glanced at Yang Feitang, and Chu Xinrou had nodded. “Then I’ll go too.”

She had wanted to avoid Xie Ying.

But Xie Ying had reacted extremely quickly and had taken a step forward. “I’ll come too, I’ll come too. I participated in the amateur group of the marathon in New York and got a place.”

Hearing this, Qiao Xiaoxiao had raised an eyebrow, a meaningful smile on her lips.

Chu Xinrou and Yang Feitang had exchanged a tacit look, both silently lighting a candle for Xie Ying in their hearts.

That night was probably the most difficult night for Xie Ying.

Why is the sky so dark? Why does the air smell so bad?

Xie Ying was panting, about to die. His legs could barely be lifted. But the girl beside him was still as elegant as a giraffe. She had smiled at Xie Ying as she ran, so sweetly. “Brother who got a place in the New York amateur group marathon, keep it up.”

With these words, Xie Ying had had to keep running even if he died of exhaustion.

The two of them were really going to have a marathon.

Chu Xinrou and Yang Feitang had stood on the side, watching. Yang Feitang had looked at her watch. “It’s been an hour and a half, right?”

Chu Xinrou had nodded, a little worried about Qiao Xiaoxiao’s foot.

Yang Feitang had squinted. “Hey, Xinrou, do you think our brat is deliberately being mischievous? Why do I feel that she’s always taking him to the riverside where there are a lot of mosquitoes?”

Before they had left, Qiao Xiaoxiao had sprayed so much mosquito repellent on herself as if it were free.

Yang Feitang had figured something out. “Do you think… this brat is deliberately being mischievous?”

Chu Xinrou had frowned. “How could that be? Xiaoxiao is not that kind of person. Feitang, go and ask them how much longer they have to run.”

Alright.

Sister Yang was still reliable at a critical moment. She had trotted over and had smiled at Xiaoxiao. “Still running? Are you tired? Do you want to rest for a while?”

Qiao Xiaoxiao had turned to look at Xie Ying. “Are you not able to do it anymore?”

How can a man say he can’t do it?

Xie Ying had immediately shaken his head. Yang Feitang had quickly persuaded him, “Xiaoxiao has trained before. She’s a professional. Why are you running with her? Didn’t you say you were going to play cards with Xinrou tonight?”

The panting Xie Ying hadn’t had time to answer when Qiao Xiaoxiao had heard this and had smiled at Yang Feitang. “Sister Yang, since you’re free, why don’t you join us?”

…

Seeing the two-person run turn into a three-person one.

Chu Xinrou had clutched her chest. Fortunately, she had sent Yang Feitang. Otherwise, she would have been the one suffering now.

That night.

Yang Feitang had been wailing like a ghost. She was lying on the sofa, and Xue Youyou was pressing her so hard that tears were almost coming out.

“It hurts… it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!”

Yang Feitang had been slapping the sofa. Xue Youyou had looked at her speechlessly. “You’re so old. Why are you running with Xiaoxiao like that? Look, your calves are still trembling.”

Yang Feitang’s tears were about to fall. “Who knew what was wrong with that brat? I don’t know if her adolescence was delayed and is only coming now. She’s been in such a foul mood these past few days, causing trouble for outsiders and even her own people. Oh my god… it hurts… my dear, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts…”

Hearing this, Xue Youyou was thoughtful and asked, “How much longer is Xie Ying staying?”

Yang Feitang had immediately become alert. She had turned over and had squinted at Xue Youyou. “Why are you asking about him? I said you’ve been sizing him up recently. Have you fallen for that young man?”

“I told you not to talk nonsense.” Xue Youyou had gone to tear Yang Feitang’s mouth. “I’m telling you, he’s at home recently. You should stay away from him. This time it was a marathon. Next time, who knows how Xiaoxiao will train you!”

Yang Feitang: …

Oh my god, why is this happening?

Qiao Xiaoxiao had returned home that night, had taken a shower, and had originally been so sleepy that her eyelids were about to stick together. But she had still walked to the living room and had taken out the photos from the photo album one by one.

These had been accumulated over the years.

Before, after Chu Xinrou had found out that Qiao Xiaoxiao had only had one black and white photo since she was a child, she had been paying attention to taking pictures of her all these years. Among them, there were quite a few photos of the two of them together.

After running today.

Chu Xinrou had known that Qiao Xiaoxiao was also tired, but in front of Xie Ying, she had still crossed her arms and had had a calm and composed look. “Brother, you still need to practice.”

The implication was, you’re just not good enough.

Xie Ying hadn’t even had the strength to wave his hand. He had panted and had looked at Chu Xinrou. “Xinrou… tomorrow morning… I… I have to go for a massage. I won’t be having breakfast with you…”

Chu Xinrou had been more than happy. She had quickly said, “Don’t have lunch either. Get more massages.”

Xie Ying had stared at her, had smiled wryly, and had shaken his head as he left.

The moment he had left, Qiao Xiaoxiao’s tense body had suddenly relaxed. She had leaned on Chu Xinrou’s shoulder and had said weakly, “Jiejie, let’s go home. I’m exhausted.”

Chu Xinrou was both helpless and heartbroken. “Does your foot hurt?”

“A little.” Ever since her foot had been injured, Qiao Xiaoxiao hadn’t run like this for a long time. Although it was at a steady pace, if it weren’t for Xie Ying, she would have long since collapsed into her sister’s arms and acted cute.

Qiao Xiaoxiao had been half-supported, half-carried back by Chu Xinrou. She had thought that she would have been so tired that she would have fallen straight into bed. But after all, she was young, and she had gotten up again.

Chu Xinrou had put on her coat and had rubbed her eyes as she walked out. “What are you doing?”

Weren’t you tired? Why aren’t you resting?

Qiao Xiaoxiao was selecting photos, sticking them on the photo wall one by one. “If you’re tired, you can go to bed first.”

Chu Xinrou had looked at it with sleepy eyes. Oh my, Qiao Xiaoxiao has put up all the photos of the two of them from when she had first come until now, for almost three years, on the wall. “What is this for?”

Qiao Xiaoxiao had snorted coldly and hadn’t responded, but her heart was filled with anger.

So what if they’re childhood sweethearts?

How many photos do they have together?

Do you dare to compare?

Seeing that she wasn’t saying anything, Chu Xinrou had turned to pour a glass of milk and had handed it to Xiaoxiao. “You should go to bed early.”

Just as she was turning, Qiao Xiaoxiao had asked, “Jie, how old were you when you met Xie Ying?”

Chu Xinrou had turned around. She had thought she wanted to chat. She had thought for a moment. “It should be from when I can remember. Maybe four or five?”

At that time, their two families had lived in the same courtyard. The businesses of the Xie family and the Chu family had just started, and their parents had been very busy. The children in the courtyard had often played together.

The young Xie Ying had been small, with fair and tender skin, like a little girl. He had always been bullied, and it had been Chu Xinrou who had protected him.

Hearing this, Qiao Xiaoxiao had smiled faintly. “As expected of my sister. You’ve had a kind heart since you were a child. No wonder he’s still thinking of you after so many years.”

Chu Xinrou had squinted. “Why do I feel that your words are a bit sarcastic?”

Qiao Xiaoxiao had looked at the photos on the photo wall. Time really flies. It’s all been sealed in the photos.

Qiao Xiaoxiao had seen herself from the beginning, when she was small and was held by her sister with one arm, shyly taking a picture, to later, when she had held her sister in her arms with one arm, and the two of them had smiled brightly at the camera together. How long has it been?

After looking for a while, Qiao Xiaoxiao had turned to look at Chu Xinrou and had asked, “Jiejie, do you like Xie Ying?”

In the past, Qiao Xiaoxiao had rarely asked Chu Xinrou such a private question.

Chu Xinrou had looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao in surprise. Qiao Xiaoxiao’s eyelids were half-lowered, and she had no energy. She was also holding her breath, listening. She had thought that Xiaoxiao was grown up now, almost eighteen, and it was normal to talk about relationships with her.

Chu Xinrou had shaken her head. “I don’t like him.”

Getting a definite answer, Qiao Xiaoxiao had forcefully suppressed the rising corners of her lips. “Hm? Why? He’s so outstanding.”

To be fair.

If he hadn’t liked her sister, and even if Xie Ying had liked Sister Yang, Qiao Xiaoxiao wouldn’t have hated him so much.

Although he would occasionally say a few English words, he was still a very sunny and cheerful person. Most importantly, he was rich and didn’t put on airs.

My sister doesn’t like him!

The little person in Qiao Xiaoxiao’s heart was already laughing with her hands on her hips, but she didn’t show it on her face at all.

She had pressed, “Why?”

Chu Xinrou had stared into her eyes and had said, “There’s no why. I’ve always thought of him as a younger brother. It’s impossible.”

Just as Qiao Xiaoxiao was grinning, she had added, “Just like I think of you as a younger sister.”

【Author’s Note】

Qiao Xiaoxiao clutches her chest: My heart is broken into a million pieces.