Early the next morning, while Ye Xiaoyu was still dreaming about handing over the notebook to Yu Minglang and watching him and Qian fight, an unforgiving knocking woke her up.
"Sister-in-law said to get you up for a run~" Yu Liui stood at the door with a bright smile.
"I don’t want to." Ye Xiaoyu still wanted to sleep.
Yu Liui pointed at Ye Xiaoyu in surprise. "You’re the first woman I’ve seen who sleeps with makeup on!"
Ye Xiaoyu looked at her with disdain, "Who wants to be like you guys who don’t even know to exfoliate?"
When she’s in a bad mood, she has to sleep with makeup on, and even gets up in the middle of the night to add another layer of setting powder.
"That’s amazing..." Yu Liui reached out to poke Ye Xiaoyu’s face, and Ye Xiaoyu slapped her hand away.
"I want to keep sleeping, talk tomorrow."
"Oh, my sister-in-law said if you don’t cooperate, she might just tell little Weiwei about your makeup OCD—Weiwei, you’re awake!" Liui enthusiastically waved at Weiwei coming out of another bedroom.
Even though Qian wasn’t there at the mont, Ye Xiaoyu felt Qian’s omnipresent intimidation. She could only grit her teeth and say to Yu Liui, "Wait there for a bit, I’ll change and co out!"
Qian slept beautifully until she woke up naturally, while the runners were already back. Ye Xiaoyu, with a sour face, stood in the kitchen making als, while Yu Liui and Weiwei each munched on a lon at the kitchen door, chatting with her.
"Why do you put so many layers on your face in the sumr? Doesn’t it make you uncomfortable? You seem to sweat easily, your armpits are all wet. Don’t wear makeup tomorrow, exercising with makeup clogs your pores!"
"That’s fragrant sweat!" Ye Xiaoyu said through gritted teeth, glancing at the radiant Qian with hatred.
This female devil used her tricks to tornt her all morning, and she still gets to sleep well!
Qian gave Ye Xiaoyu a smile, "Morning~"
"It’s already noon, lazybones!" Ye Xiaoyu looked at Qian with envy; why does iwei look so good even just waking up?
"Have you eaten?" Qian couldn’t be bothered with her and turned to ask Liui.
Liui and Weiwei nodded.
"Then take Weiwei down for so sunbathing, co back in half an hour," Qian said to Liui.
"Sister iwei, I don’t want to go down." Ye Xiaowei, a bit tired from the morning exercise, had just been discharged from the hospital and couldn’t run, so she just strolled around the neighborhood watching Liui run laps.
"Sunshine not only brings a good mood but also helps chase away the little black dog in your heart~" Qian smiled at Weiwei.
"Little black dog...?"
"Yes, I like to call depression the little black dog. It follows you around, clings to you. I can’t help you kill this little black dog, but I can help you ta it, let you coexist peacefully, and maybe one day it will beco a part of you, giving you a more peaceful life."
"Can I?" Weiwei didn’t want to do anything now; she was just very agitated.
Qian gave her a thumbs-up gesture, "That’s what your sister hopes for too, right, Ye Xiaoyu?"
Ye Xiaoyu’s face quickly changed from hating Qian to a bright smile, mimicking Qian’s thumbs-up gesture.
"For us, push yourself, go for a walk, feel the most intense sun before noon, co back and tell how it feels on your skin, the ample sunlight will quiet the little black dog in your heart." Qian said calmly and steadily.
"Yes, listen to your sister iwei," Ye Xiaoyu agreed.
"Okay then." For her two sisters, Weiwei was willing to try.
As soon as Weiwei and Liui left, Ye Xiaoyu imdiately dropped her facade, and the cordiality she just feigned vanished.
Qian elegantly tapped on the table, "I think you’d be great at face-changing in Sichuan opera, just like your mother. You’re both good at being two-faced, but I find you a bit more tolerable."
"Sick of it, I really want to pour this mung bean soup over your head." Ye Xiaoyu poured the mung bean soup out from the pot; it was Qian’s recipe to nourish Weiwei.
"Bring up my breakfast," Qian, as elegant as a queen, said.
"Don’t you have hands?"
"Seems like you don’t want to hear my analysis of Weiwei’s condition then." Qian needed to confirm whether the terrifying hypothesis in her mind was true now.
The breakthrough for everything lay with Ye Xiaoyu.
A minute later, a lavish breakfast was set before Qian, with Ye Xiaoyu standing angrily opposite her.
"Not going to eat so?" Qian beckoned.
"Looking at you makes lose my appetite, hurry up, what’s my sister’s situation?" If she didn’t need sothing from Qian, she really wouldn’t want to serve the person she dislikes most.
"The fried egg is just right, the toast is well baked, the coffee is rich and aromatic—Ye Xiaoyu, your cooking skills are truly in stark contrast to your character." Qian didn’t answer her question but praised the breakfast instead.
"Hmph, of course, I once worked in a Western restaurant, I know how to make any Western or Chinese dish!" Ye Xiaoyu replied proudly; she didn’t expect iwei to actually praise her, but it did make her feel a sense of achievent to be praised by soone she dislikes.
"You see, you can tell a lot about a person’s level based on this. I’m soone who calls things as they are; even though you’re vain and have a makeup OCD while coveting my man, I won’t deny your strengths. So, can you put away your sharp edges, and let us unify our emotions from within in dealing with Weiwei’s problem?"
Ye Xiaoyu was once again provoked by Qian, realizing that iwei really knows how to hit where it hurts!
Not very obvious at first contact, but the more you engage, the more you feel the invisible pressure.
In front of Qian, Ye Xiaoyu felt like an involuntary worker, while Qian was the boss in control of everything.
Qian could see through her, but she couldn’t see through Qian.
In her previous life, Qian had many subordinates, each well-versed in human psychology, not all had immaculate character. Many harbored ulterior motives, worse than Ye Xiaoyu and Lv Xiaocha, yet they were often very competent at their jobs. As a big boss, it’s impossible to make a company a bastion of moral exemplary figures. Balancing those with poor character but strong abilities is also an art.
Thus, Qian always sees Ye Xiaoyu or Lv Xiaocha for what they are, no matter how bad a person is; there’s always a way for her to put them to use.
Qian ate her breakfast unhurriedly, "I’m just demonstrating a truth to you through action: in the adult world, there shouldn’t be so much about right or wrong; it’s all about beneficial or not. For instance, I don’t favor you, but you can prepare a delicious al, which makes you useful to , and I’m not stingy with my praise. Being able to do this keeps my heart peaceful, and if one day you can be like , your makeup OCD might just get better."
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