Gan Yuan curled her lips, "That’s my son, stop with your ’we we’!"
Not wanting to drag Gan Tang into the war between the two, she raised her hand to stuff sushi into her mouth and concentrated on eating.
Qiao Liang dragged Chu Xinqing all the way downstairs before finally releasing her palm.
"Aliang, where are you living now? Can you take me to see your place, please?"
Qiao Liang replied irritably.
"Aliang!" Chu Xinqing reached out to hug his arm but before she could touch him, he had already withdrawn his arm, "Have you had enough fun yet?"
The man who usually smiled now had an utterly cold expression on his face.
With her smile frozen, Chu Xinqing also became serious.
"No! Let me tell you Lu Ziliang, you and I... it’s not over!"
Qiao Liang silently watched her for a moment, turned around, and walked away. She then stepped forward to follow him, shadowing him closely.
After a few paces, Qiao Liang stopped abruptly, spun around, and she almost bumped into him, unable to stop in time.
"Xinqing." Qiao Liang frowned, gazing at her face, "Why torture yourself ? Do you really want this loveless marriage for financial interests?"
"I..." Chu Xinqing pursed her lips, anger tinting her voice, "That’s right! I just have to marry you, you Lu Ziliang. Don’t you look down on me for running away from the marriage? I am going head-to-head with you this time, and I must marry you!"
"Xinqing!" Qiao Liang looked at her helplessly, and his tone softened, "I know it was wrong of me to run away from the marriage, leaving you to lose face, but... how could we... possibly get married?"
Chu Xinqing was two years younger than him. He had known her since she was born, and they could be said to have grown up together.
Honestly, Qiao Liang didn’t dislike Chu Xinqing. Although she was spoiled, she wasn’t bad at heart. However, the sudden shift from friends to fiancés was something Qiao Liang really couldn’t accept.
He had originally thought that Chu Xinqing would oppose the arranged marriage just like him but unexpectedly, she had agreed.
Facing the pressure from both their parents, he had no choice but to run away.
"Why can’t we get married?" Chu Xinqing asked angrily.
"Marriage requires love between two people, and we don’t have that." Qiao Liang smiled appeasingly at her and extended his hand to steady her arm, "Xinqing, I know I shouldn’t have run away without discussing it with you. I apologize. Let’s not dwell on bygones, forgive me this once. You also know my dad has always treated you like a daughter. As long as you say you don’t want to get married, he will certainly not object... Okay?"
Chu Xinqing shook off his hand, "No!"
"I’ll cook a feast for you, make...," Qiao Liang thought for a moment, "three meals, how about that?"
"Three meals?" Chu Xinqing bit her lip, "What do you take me for, a beggar?"
"Xiaoqing!" Qiao Liang, with a face full of helplessness, said, "Alright then... you tell me, as long as you agree to stop pestering me about getting married, anything you want is fine, as long as I can do it, I’ll agree."
"Alright then." Chu Xinqing lifted her face, "I want you... to love me."
Qiao Liang had been waiting expectantly for her answer, but when he heard the last two words, his brows immediately knitted into a frown.
"Are you kidding me? You know it’s impossible for me to fall in love with you."
Her heart felt as if it had been stabbed.
Chu Xinqing clenched her fists tightly.