No matter whether it’s Han Jifeng or Qin Yueru, they are both people she never wants to see again in her life. Aside from hatred and resentment, Tang Li seems to have no more feelings for the Han Family.
Faced with Qin Yueru, she is reminded again of the bullet that went through her head.
That near-death impact churns within her heart.
Sometimes, Tang Li would think, if Qin Yueru hadn’t seemed so fond of her in her past life, hadn’t kept mentioning "Han Jifeng who wouldn’t find a partner because of work" in front of her, would she have not harbored some unrealistic fantasies about Han Jifeng, until finally, she fell into a marriage more unbearable than a scam?
But there’s something she knows even clearer that she shouldn’t blame others.
In the end, marrying Han Jifeng was her own decision, even if initially Qin Yueru had concealed something from her. The choice was still in her hands.
Even though she understands this, now seeing the amiable face of Qin Yueru, Tang Li still can’t let go.
Because she remembers, after Han Jifeng’s affair, Qin Yueru saw her own suffering and chose silence, when she was severely burnt, Qin Yueru would visit her daily with bone soup, yet never blamed Han Jifeng once, even tacitly acknowledged his cohabitation with Lai Shengxia.
Even if the son is indeed at fault, as a mother, her heart would not lean towards her daughter-in-law.
"Feeling unwell?" Looking at Tang Li’s pale face, Qin Yueru showed concern, "Has the recent drop in temperature affected you?"
While saying this, Qin Yueru reached out to touch her forehead.
"...No." Tang Li subtly avoided Qin Yueru’s hand, suppressing the discomfort in her heart: "I was just thinking about something, didn’t notice you approaching."
Qin Yueru gave a slight smile: "I just came in as well. It’s almost New Year. I and some old friends are here to buy some things. Jifeng is busy with work recently, so an old lady like me has to come out and do the shopping for New Year goods. Speaking of which, you haven’t visited me in a long time."
Tang Li smiled: "Your health isn’t good, and I keep disturbing you, it’s not quite appropriate."
"How is it disturbing." Qin Yueru’s voice softened: "I’m alone at home, your visits would at least give me some company."
At this point, Qin Yueru remembered something and looked kindly at Tang Li: "Have you received the doll Jifeng brought back from his business trip last time? I heard Jifeng mention that it’s a series of dolls, if you like, I can ask Jifeng to order a few more for you."
"No need." Compared to Qin Yueru’s warm tone, Tang Li, though polite, also showed some distance: "I don’t collect dolls. Having too many would only clutter my dormitory. My classmates are waiting for me, I should go."
Qin Yueru had no choice but to let her go.
Tang Li returned to the table at the corner where Wu Xuehan and the others were, her expression still uneasy, Wu Xuehan asked worriedly: "Ah Li, what’s the matter?"
"It’s nothing." Although she said so, Tang Li then went to the restroom.
As soon as she closed the stall door, she couldn’t help retching.
——It was a reaction caused by intense nerve tension.
She crouched in front of the toilet, it took a long time before she could stabilize her emotions.
When Tang Li returned to her seat, Qin Yueru just finished ordering with her friend, looked up, and saw Tang Li not far away, inevitably staring a few more times. Her friend followed her gaze, saw Tang Li, and joked, "This young lady looks neat, seems to be in very good condition."
This "condition" refers to her height and build.
Qin Yueru smiled faintly, put down the cup in her hand: "Indeed she is, suitable to be taken home as a daughter-in-law."