Li San furrowed his thick brows, squinted his eyes and took a drag of his cigarette, "Won’t say, huh? You think I can’t find out?!"
Li Qiao glanced at the huge screen in front of her and mercilessly shot him down, "You can’t find out."
He scoffed, licking his cheek and watching Li Qiao’s listless and defeated demeanor, he ground his teeth and said, "Is he that good? Good enough for you to set aside your pride and chase after him? You’re really something!"
Indeed, tonight, in a moment of emotional turmoil, Li Qiao had told Li San about her chasing after a man.
Although she didn’t name names, many signs were already there.
If it was the person he thought of, Li San felt the situation was serious.
Hearing his sarcasm, Li Qiao felt a bit more irritated.
She leaned over to grab a beer from the coffee table and drank half the can in one go, "If you won’t talk, I’m hanging up."
Li San cursed, stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, and spoke bluntly, "My advice, go to the lab, get back to your normal life."
This response actually aligned with what Li Qiao had been thinking.
It was precisely because she had made a decision that she felt so anxious and troubled, with emotions she found hard to articulate.
At that moment, Li Qiao’s voice gently quivered, her gaze filled with a touch of confusion, "What about him? If I go back to research, the time we’ll see each other in the future..."
Before she could finish, Li Cheng interrupted her: "If your feelings fade just because you can’t see each other, then it only proves that you two don’t have true feelings, understand?
If he can’t even give you the most basic sense of security, then what the hell are you chasing after?
Especially that person, I’ve warned you many times already, stay away from him."
By the end, Li Cheng’s tone had turned serious.
No wonder, ever since the broken engagement, he had sensed that Li Qiao seemed overly curious about Shang Shaoyan.
He hadn’t expected that, in just a short time, his dear sister had actually started to take the initiative to chase after him!
Damn Shang Shaoyan, he didn’t know what kind of bewitching drug he had given to his Li Qiao.
At this moment, Li Cheng’s worries were written all over his face.
But he hadn’t noticed that the melancholy in Li Qiao’s expression had vanished in an instant.
It turned out, this was exactly what she had been waiting to hear.
Her restlessness all day long was nothing but a lack of security taking its toll.
Between her and Shang Yu, there was no trust established yet, and therefore no sense of security either.
So... if she could find a balance before she returned to the lab, all her problems would be solved.
Li Qiao’s lips lifted in relief, her mood suddenly brightening.
Seeing Li Qiao with her head down, not speaking, Li San thought she had taken his advice to heart and couldn’t help but nod in approval, "Qiao, go and do what you need to do, he’s not worth..."
Before Li Cheng could finish, Li Qiao cut off the video call.
Li San, stationed far away at the border, looked at the suddenly dark computer screen, his blood boiling.
Shortly after, the tent flap was lifted from the outside, and Nan Xin walked in wearing black training gear, "I heard you cursing from miles away, who provoked you again?"
Li Cheng glanced at Nan Xin irritably and glared at her, "Stop with the nonsense. Is the situation at the Poor People’s Kiln resolved?"
Nan Xin grabbed the half-cup of cold tea on the table and gulped it down, water droplets sliding down her neck, she wiped with the back of her hand, "It’s not that easy. If our precious girl was here, just dropping her name would be enough to see who’d dare to act tough."
Pity, ever since Li Qiao left three years ago, the Poor People’s Kiln... had grown unsettled again.