Chapter 11: Brother Xie, Do You Like My Nails?

“I understand.”

Understand what?

Your ambiguous gaze, as if you’re enjoying the drama, clearly shows you’ve misunderstood!

Tu Yuan shook her head, “It’s really not like that, Sister. I just went bankrupt and had nowhere to go, so my brother threw me at Brother Xie’s place.”

Xie Jingzhu smiled with a knowing look, “Yuanyuan, not everyone is acceptable to him.”

If just anyone could stay at Xie Yinhe’s place, his house would have become a hotel.

Tu Yuan lowered her eyelids, “That’s because they don’t have my brother’s thick skin. He’s so persistent, Xie Yinhe is annoyed by him.”

Xie Jingzhu smiled without saying anything.

Maybe it was like that at the beginning.

Just a temporary stay, but his concern for Tu Yuan’s mood is unusual.

Unfortunately, their siblings don’t have a good relationship.

She fell in love with a humorous and witty director, but the Xie family, a century-old clan, cares about social status and didn’t agree with her marriage.

She was utterly tired of the Xie family’s rigid and traditional atmosphere, where they ate in silence, slept in silence, and had cold emotions. They didn’t seem like family related by blood, but rather strangers living together.

Xie Jingzhu was also a graceful and elegant young lady when she was little, but she became rebellious as she grew up.

So rebellious that she stole her household registration book to get married. She had been married for five years and hadn’t returned to the Xie family’s old house.

It doesn’t matter, she has her own life. She wasn’t born to depend on anyone. She is an independent individual.

If Xie Yinhe really wants to be with Tu Yuan, he will probably be opposed by his family too.

Although she didn’t go back to the Xie family, she knows her parents very well.

Xie Yinhe is 27 years old.

His parents had mentioned before that he should get married and have children before the age of thirty, to carry on the family line.

They should be choosing a marriage partner for him.

Xie Yinhe has more power than her to resist his parents’ decisions.

Of course, his own preference is more important than what his parents like.

The Xie family is already rich enough, so rich that their descendants will never run out of money for generations to come.

Why arrange a marriage? Shouldn’t the happiness of their descendants be the most important thing?

In a rigid and traditional family, the elders’ thinking is also extremely outdated and feudal.

A few hours later, Xie Jingzhu glanced at the time, “Chenchen should be out of school. Yuanyuan, I’ll go pick him up first and then pick you up. We’ll have dinner together tonight.”

Tu Yuan whispered, “But I… I have a curfew at seven.”

Xie Jingzhu picked up her bag, “Don’t worry, Xie Yinhe asked me to take you out today, so there’s no curfew.”

She didn’t tell Tu Yuan that Xie Yinhe would also be joining them for dinner tonight.

Well, it’s a surprise for Yuanyuan.

After Xie Jingzhu left, Tu Yuan suddenly felt insecure.

She used to have money, and she never felt this way when she went out.

Money is confidence.

Without money, you can’t go anywhere.

You can’t go to the moon, and you can’t live stream.

Go out and find a job?

Do I really have to go out and find a job?

Fresh graduates earn so little!

After getting her nails done, Xie Jingzhu still hadn’t come back.

She sat for a few hours and then hurriedly went to the bathroom.

Inside the fragrant bathroom, Song Yinxi was putting on lipstick.

Tu Yuan pretended not to see her and went into the cubicle.

It was quiet outside. Tu Yuan stared at her beautiful and delicate nails. These hands don’t look like they’re meant for work.

My parents gave birth to me as a precious one, raising me in luxury since I was little, with my ten fingers never touching anything.

Brother.

Why did you bankrupt the company!

Tu Yuan deliberately stayed inside for a while longer, hoping that Song Yinxi would have left by the time she went out.

Apparently, she was wrong.

Song Yinxi was deliberately waiting for her, leaning lazily against the large mirror. The aroma diffuser next to her continuously released fragrance, but it couldn’t conceal the fact that this was a bathroom.

Tu Yuan continued to ignore her and washed her hands.

“I saw your live stream that day. I reported you!”

“Why aren’t you talking? You used to be so quick-witted.”

“Tu Yuan, are you really being kept, or did you sign with a company? Your live stream was reported, your boss won’t give you money, right?”

“Actually, you’re quite pretty. I’ll introduce you to someone. With your looks, you won’t have to live in a basement.”

Enough is enough.

Tu Yuan flicked her two hands towards her, water droplets flying towards Song Yinxi.

“Tu Yuan!!!”

Tu Yuan looked innocent, “You’re allowed to spew garbage from your mouth, but I’m not allowed to shake my hands?”

“You deliberately splashed me in the face!”

“I didn’t. You were the one who put your face in front of me.” Tu Yuan said, shaking her hands again.

” Childish！” Song Yinxi seemed calm but was actually furious. “You went bankrupt and still come to places like this? Can you afford it?”

“Miss Song, this is a nail salon, just a nail salon. It’s not a car or a house.” Tu Yuan took a piece of paper to dry her hands. “You can say I can’t afford a car or a house, but you said I can’t even afford a manicure, that’s underestimating me. I’m healthy and able-bodied, can’t I make money?”

Song Yinxi’s face turned black.

Tu Yuan lightly threw away the paper and walked past her.

Song Yinxi followed her in her high heels, “Tu Yuan, do you remember Mo Yang?”

“Of course!”

“He’s coming back to China!”

“So?”

On the day of their high school graduation, Song Yinxi confessed to Mo Yang. Mo Yang told her that he had someone he liked.

She asked who it was.

Mo Yang didn’t answer her, but his gaze fell on Tu Yuan, who was taking pictures with Tu Yue in the distance.

He didn’t confess to Tu Yuan because he was going abroad to study.

This is also why she hates Tu Yuan.

“There will be a class reunion. Remember to come.”

Song Yinxi went to ask the class monitor to organize a class reunion tonight.

Class reunions have always been a classic scene in novels and TV dramas for slapping faces.

She’s not going!

There are rumors everywhere online about her family going bankrupt. If she goes, she’ll be slapped in the face immediately.

Da-me-da-me-da-me!

Tu Yuan returned to the room and the staff told her that her phone had rung.

Tu Yuan picked up her phone and saw two words sent by Xie Yinhe.

【Brother Xie: Come out.】

Xie Yinhe is here?

Tu Yuan walked to the door and saw Si Feng standing next to the Cullinan, waving at her.

“Miss Tu, this!”

Si Feng enthusiastically opened the car door. The light from the street lamp shone into the car, illuminating Xie Yinhe’s cold and handsome profile in the light and shadow, his expression indifferent, dressed in a white shirt and black pants, exuding an aura of abstinence and detachment.

She gritted her teeth and got into the car, “Brother Xie~”

“Hmm.”

Xie Yinhe’s gaze fell on her white and slender fingers. The manicure was very beautiful, like cherry blossoms in early spring.

“Do you like it?”

Tu Yuan showed him her ten fingers, “Jingzhu Sister chose it. She said we’re having dinner together tonight, and she’ll pick me up! You took me away!! Quickly call her.”

“We’re going to see her.”

Oh.

Was I too excited just now?

Tu Yuan puffed out her cheeks and lowered her head silently, so embarrassing.

In the smoothly driving car, Xie Yinhe’s clear voice rang in her ear, “It looks good.”

Tu Yuan’s mood went from cloudy to sunny. A faint blush appeared on her white cheeks. Being praised by such a cold man like Xie Yinhe, she felt a little shy.

When they arrived at the restaurant, they got out of the car one after the other and happened to meet Xie Jingzhu holding her four-year-old son, Pei Shuchen.

Little Chenchen let go of his mother’s hand and ran towards them with his short legs, “Uncle, Auntie, good evening!”

Uncle, Auntie???