Yanmei's eyebrows furrowed as she saw Roulan standing just a little behind her. She looks at her father before glaring at him.
"Dad, what's the meaning of this?"
"Hey, weird man, why is she here?"
Roulan voiced out, getting a little confused as to why Yanmei was standing in a beautiful dress that hugged her body.
The taller girl wouldn't lie when she said she didn't feel a little attracted to Yanmei today, but the smaller girl's dress just threw her off.
She couldn't help but blush every time she saw a glimpse of Yanmei because of the silky red dress that hugs her body; her sides are even showing.
Yanmei, on the other hand, just couldn't seem to get over the fact that the girl of her dreams was standing in front of her.
She totally forgot about what Roulan just told her yesterday about not wanting to be with her because she's in love with Huiqing.
Oh yeah, just remembering that pisses her off, and she hisses, causing Shihong and Roulan to look at her.
"Look, old man, I don't want to play tricks with you."
Roulan started, stepping forward as she leans in to look at Shihong with a glare.
The man giggled before he shook his head, standing up from the chair and looking at the young, soon-to-be-married couple.
"I'm not; let me introduce you to my daughter."
Roulan's jaw dropped to the floor as Shihong held Yanmei's wrist and dragged the girl toward his side.
He hums and puts his index finger under Roulan's chin, bringing the girl's loose jaw in place as he smiles widely.
"Li Roulan, this is Zhao Yanmei, my daughter, whom you spent the night with earlier."
Shihong said, his eyes looking at Yanmei, who doesn't seem to care about anything he said.
Roulan couldn't help but gasp in realization as the memories of what happened that night came flooding in.
She remembers a few moments, and it causes her face to twitch into a frown. Yanmei saw her action and scoffed, crossing her arms in the process.
"Jerk, you couldn't even thank me."
She mumbles, to which Roulan listens as the taller girl glares at her.
"You could have disagreed with me."
"How can I? You were almost crying!"
Yanmei said, her eyes piercing through the taller girl's brown ones as the two held eye contact.
Shihong couldn't help but wonder if he made the right decision to introduce the two as early as he could because he felt like something went wrong with them.
"Shihong, if I knew she was your daughter, I wouldn't have agreed with you and let you kill me."
"Oh yeah? Is it worth your life to be wasted just because of me?"
"Of course! Who would want to be with you!?"
Roulan said as she sighed and looked away from Yanmei. The smaller girl's face softened as she uncrossed her arms, looking at Roulan as if she were waiting for the taller girl to apologize.
The taller, on the other hand, couldn't help but look at Yanmei.
"Take that back."
"No."
"Ugh! You are an asshole! Fuck you!"
Yanmei burst out as she smacked Roulan on her arm, walking away from the scene.
Shihong couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Roulan, seeing the girl looking away as if she felt guilty for saying that.
"Go on and follow her."
Shihong said, his face not showing any emotion as he looked at Roulan blankly.
The girl sighs before she looks up, only to look back down at the ground upon meeting the dangerous eyes of Shihong.
"Just be thankful for her because even if she acts like that, she'll eventually come back to you."
"But I don't want that."
Roulan said, countering what Shihong just told her. The man couldn't help but sigh and look down.
He should have thought of how others would feel about this; all he could think of was his and his daughter's well-being.
He nodded his head, looking up at Roulan and meeting the younger's eyes that didn't have anything inside.
"Fine, just give it a year, and if it won't change, then we'll leave you alone, but I'll help you with your studies."
Shihong proposes, his eyes bearing onto Roulan's as they held eye contact.
In the end, Roulan nodded her head before she walked away, uncrossing her arms as she went straight towards the bathroom, following Yanmei.
The smaller girl, on the other hand, went inside one of the cubicles as her eyes watered and it slowly wetted her face.
She sniffs as she sobs quietly; she couldn't help but think back to what Roulan told her.
"Of course! Who would want to be with you!?"
"Who would want to be with you!?"
"Who?"
"Fuck you, Roulan, and fuck these feelings."
"I could hear you."
Roulan said, her body leaning on the door as she couldn't help but smile at what Yanmei said.
It's something amusing, as she never saw someone cursing their feelings for someone or even cursing that someone.
But guess what? People do want to change at times when someone acts like a jerk in front of them.
"So, are your feelings gone already?"
"Huh, you think that's easy?"
"I mean, yeah, we didn't even know each other at that time, so you probably just liked me because I was a bit different...?"
Roulan couldn't help but question it. Why did Yanmei like her anyway? She doesn't look good, she doesn't have money, and most importantly, she's dumb.
Is that the trait of someone that would make Yanmei, an almost perfect human being just excluding her attitude, fall?
The door opened, making the taller stumble her way on standing up as she cleared her throat and saw Yanmei.
The girl has tears stained on her cheek as Roulan sighs and grabs something from inside her pocket.
A yellow handkerchief that has a duck design on it.
"Wow, you're all black and yet your handkerchief is yellow."
"What? Yellow is one of my favorite colors."
"What about the duck?"
Yanmei asks, looking at Roulan in amusement.
"I don't know; I find them cute."
Yanmei couldn't help but smile widely as she giggled, which turned into a chuckle and laughter after just a few seconds.
Roulan scoffs before she crosses her arms, glaring at Yanmei, who has tears in her eyes because she laughed so hard.
"What are you? A 5-year-old?"
"Hey, that's out of the line."
Yanmei shakes her head, and her hands, which have a handkerchief, quickly go to her eyes to wipe the tears.
"You know, I remember you getting a little rough when we were having sex, yet you're like a baby!"
"Ugh! Can you not talk about that!?"
-
Shihong couldn't wait for the two, and he already launched himself at the appetizer that the waiter placed.
It's a good thing he rented the whole restaurant, so the drama from earlier didn't get recorded.
He knew how people love to gossip and change the narrative as often as they can to make it more dramatic.
Well, it was dramatic earlier, but he knew Yanmei felt hurt by Roulan's words.
And he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in himself as he felt like he did something that might cause his daughter to be more miserable.
All he wanted to do was give her everything and take care of her until she and he could finally have a decent conversation.