Chapter 26: Chapter 26 Xia Lan’s Hatred
These days, many people on trains don’t sit according to their tickets, especially those with standing-room tickets. They take any available seat.
Fortunately, today wasn’t a holiday, and the passenger count wasn’t very high. Chuyi’s seat wasn’t taken.
He found his assigned seat, took the valuables from his bag, and put them in a smaller bag, stuffing the large bag into the overhead rack. Then Chuyi sat down.
Xia Lan trailed behind.
“Chuyi, are we sitting here?”
The moment Xia Chuyi heard Xia Lan’s whiny, delicate voice beside him, he frowned.
Xia Lan, tiptoeing, was about to place her bag next to Chuyi.
“Oh, Chuyi, where is Brother Qing’s bag? I don’t see it.”
“Kept it to annoy, sold it,” Chuyi answered casually.
“Ah, you sold it? For how much?” Xia Lan exclaimed, hurrying to ask.
How ironic, Xia Lan cared not that He Qing’s personal belongings were gone, but how much they were sold for.
Remembering their last life, Xia Lan and He Qing had apparently divorced. What a pity, a bitch and a bastard would have been a perfect match for eternity.
Chuyi’s gaze tilted toward Xia Lan. “Xia Lan, stop acting.”
Xia Lan’s grip around her bag tightened, her expression freezing.
“Chuyi, what do you mean? Sister Lan doesn’t understand,” Xia Lan forced a smile.
Chuyi stared at her for a long time, nearly causing Xia Lan’s forced smile to falter.
“Xia Lan, some things, heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know. Now, I have fulfilled your schemes, achieving your desires,” she spoke slowly, “so from now on, please stop playing games in front of me.”
“Your face makes me sick just as much as He Qing’s used items.”
By now, Chuyi truly didn’t want to play this game with Xia Lan any longer, lifting the curtain of shame.
“Forgot to remind you, our seats aren’t next to each other.” She calmly raised her ticket.
Meeting Chuyi’s undisguised disdainful look, Xia Lan’s face flushed a mixture of pale and red colors, ultimately dropping her pretense.
“Haha, who would have thought, a trip to Provincial City made you much smarter, Chuyi.”
“That’s right, I deliberately seduced Brother Qing! But what can you do? He prefers a delicate, weak girl like me, not a shrew like you.
“You and I are both girls, our second household and your third household both lack sons. You, whose father has died, why should your life be better than mine? Why?” Xia Lan’s eyes reddened, her face full of envy.
“Just because you have a capable uncle?” Xia Lan scoffed.
“Hmph, Chuyi, since your uncle is so capable, why doesn’t he help out our third household as well?”
“When the main household, boasting their male heirs, bullies our third household, why didn’t you ask your uncle to stand up for us?”
“And then after the trouble passes, you and Second Aunt give me a few candies, a few hair ties, a few clothes as if you are saints?”
“Haha, Chuyi, I just can’t stand your self-righteous look, as if you’re so benevolent!”
“If you really were kind, when He Qing first took an interest in me and the He Family scorned my family’s poverty, why didn’t you help me prepare a dowry, instead having your uncle help you snatch the marriage for yourself?”
“Chuyi, stop playing the saint now. All I did today was take back what belongs to me!” Xia Lan argued vehemently, spit flying, completely shedding her usual gentle demeanor.