AWB Chapter 133: A feeling of mutual appreciation
Chapter 133: A feeling of mutual appreciation
She pressed on, saying decisively, "I've just rented a new place. I know I got a great deal by renting from you, so I feel really bad about staying here any longer."
Feng Jiashu on the other end of the phone seemed to have hung up, unable to speak for a long time.
He Qiaoyun did not urge him to respond, but waited patiently.
After a long pause, he asked, "Why? We clearly signed a six-month lease agreement."
He Qiaoyun tilted her head, gazing at the fleeting scenery outside the window, and said, "Actually, I'm quite comfortable living alone."
When Feng Jiashu heard her words, he felt a tightness in his chest and was very upset. It also reflected that this incident had indeed caused her great harm.
Seeing that he was no longer speaking, He Qiaoyun said, "I'm almost there, I'll hang up now, we can talk again when we have time."
At first glance, there seemed to be nothing wrong with what she said, but to Feng Jiashu, it sounded polite and distant. However, he was helpless and could only reply, "Okay," in response to her words.
He Qiaoyun pressed the hang-up button and sighed deeply. Although there was no argument or hysteria, she felt so lost and dejected.
A short while later, the car stopped downstairs in a residential complex. She got out of the car with her bag, walked into the complex, went upstairs, and returned to her rented apartment.
The house was quiet, with luggage piled up by the door. She instinctively wanted to change her shoes, but found that there were no slippers in the new house.
With no other option, I went inside wearing the shoes I had brought back from the hospital and looked around the room.
It's a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment, less than 60 square meters. The entire apartment is smaller than one of her rooms in the villa.
Although small, the house was fully equipped with all the necessary furniture, but lacked household items, making it feel cold and deserted.
It's like going back to square one overnight.
She put her luggage in the room, tidied up the room briefly, then picked up her phone and went out to shop at a nearby supermarket.
I pushed the shopping cart around for a while and bought some bed sheets, blankets, shampoo, pots and pans. The shopping cart was almost full.
Over the years, she has developed the habit of mental arithmetic. When she was queuing to pay, she mentally reviewed the prices of these items and realized that it was already close to a thousand.
After the previous person finished paying, she pushed her cart over and first put the rice cooker on the counter. She glanced at the cashier subconsciously and paused for a moment.
Wang Jinghuai was also stunned, momentarily forgetting to scan the code. "You..."
He Qiaoyun said calmly, "I don't have a membership, I just need a bag."
Wang Jinghuai snapped out of her daze, picked up the machine, scanned the QR code on the rice cooker, and said calmly, "You were kicked out by a man too?"
For some reason, at this moment, she seemed to have lost the hatred she used to feel for He Qiaoyun, and instead felt a sense of sympathy for her as a fellow sufferer.
He Qiaoyun didn't respond to her, but instead took the items out of the cart one by one.
When Wang Jinghuai saw that she was ignoring him, he assumed that she had accepted the fact that she had been kicked out, and said, "It's not that easy to get into a wealthy family. People still have to be down-to-earth, right?"
There was a hint of comfort in his words.
Her attempt to curry favor was met with indifference from He Qiaoyun, who retorted calmly, "I've always been down-to-earth, unlike you, who's only just realized it now."
Wang Jinghuai was speechless. "You!"
Seeing that she was glaring at her angrily and not working, He Qiaoyun urged, "There are other people waiting behind you, hurry up, or you'll get your wages docked if you slack off."
Wang Jinghuai bit her lower lip, grabbed a large shopping bag, picked up the items she had placed at the checkout counter, scanned them, and put them into the bag one by one.
"1,180, how do I pay?"
He Qiaoyun took out her phone and opened the QR code. Wang Jinghuai pointed to the machine next to her and said, "Scan here."
"know."
After paying, she pushed the cart over, first putting the rice cooker on the cart, and then two large bags.
Unable to contain her curiosity, Wang Jinghuai asked again, "Do you also live in the Anning residential area next door?"
He Qiaoyun didn't even respond, and pushed the cart away without looking back.
It's impossible to pay any attention to her. She's the victim, the original wife, and encountering her ex-husband's mistress is an unlucky thing for the whole day.
As she exited the supermarket via the elevator, she looked at her cart full of groceries and, for a moment, didn't know how to carry them all home...
If you can't move it, you'll move it anyway; a woman as strong as an eagle will never complain.
She carried two bags in one hand and a rice cooker in the other as she walked out.
At first, I didn't feel any weight in my hands, but after walking for a while, my hands started to ache. In those two bags, besides tissues and an air-conditioning quilt, there were also heavy items like laundry detergent and shower gel.
This supermarket is for the upscale residential community next door, and it's some distance from her mid-to-low-end community.
Seeing that she was about to collapse, she hurried to the green belt to rest, but the rice cooker she was holding in her other hand was about to fall to the ground.
In the nick of time, a young man rushed over and caught the rice cooker before it slipped from its tracks.
"Auntie, are you alright?"
He Qiaoyun looked up and saw a familiar face. She quickly thanked him, "Thank you, I'm fine."
The young man stared at her for a while, then said in surprise, "Aunt He, don't you recognize me?"
He Qiaoyun tried hard to recall his face, her eyes brightening. "You must be Xiao Chen. What a coincidence to run into you here."
Chen Jingzhou was the first person to buy her lychee Dragon Boat Festival gift box, and also the one who introduced her to connections and wider sales channels; she certainly wouldn't forget him.
“Yes, it’s me. Do you live here? You bought so much stuff,” Chen Jingzhou asked.
He Qiaoyun nodded, her right hand now free, so she moved the shopping bag to the other side. "Yes, I live in the Anning residential area nearby. What about you?"
Chen Jingzhou raised his chin. "I live in Lantian Bay behind the supermarket."
He Qiaoyun raised her eyebrows. "Your company is doing quite well."
A couple of days ago, when she was renting an apartment, the real estate agent introduced her to Lantian Bay, which is a place where wealthy people live, with prices starting at 80,000 to 90,000 yuan per square meter.
Chen Jingzhou chuckled, "It's alright. After we placed our order for your lychees last time, our struggling little law firm suddenly landed a legal case with a big company and secured several million in annual fees. Things have been going smoothly lately, with big cases coming one after another. That's how we've made some money. I just bought the house last month. I was thinking of buying a bigger one so my parents could come and live with us."
He added, "We all feel that your lychees have brought us good luck. We're getting ready for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I saw the longans you posted on your WeChat Moments. We were thinking of ordering another batch from you."
He Qiaoyun immediately beamed with joy, "Congratulations! Actually, it's because you are all good people. You are sincere and polite. There's a saying that gold always shines."
Chen Jingzhou smiled and said, "We need to order more fruit this time because we moved our address and hired more employees. I'll compile the list and send it to you later."
He Qiaoyun nodded. "Okay."
The two walked back while talking, and Chen Jingzhou helped deliver the things to He Qiaoyun's doorstep.
He Qiaoyun opened the door. "I'm sorry, I just moved in and the house is a bit messy, so I'm sorry to invite you in for a cup of tea."
Chen Jingzhou smiled and said, "It's alright. I'm going back now too. If you need any help, just let me know."
He Qiaoyun repeatedly said, "Okay, thank you."
"polite."
Chen Jingzhou turned around and took the elevator downstairs.
As He Qiaoyun watched his departing figure, she couldn't help but gasp. Such a sincere and kind young man, she wondered if he had a girlfriend, since her daughter had just gotten divorced.
However, the idea of a marriage between them is best left unsaid. Aside from the fact that their daughter isn't fully divorced yet, their professions—lawyer and doctor—while seemingly respectable and prestigious, actually make them quite busy and probably don't even need each other...