Bizzare Love - chapter 111

He thought he had heard it wrong.

She liked it?

He thought of the meaning of these shoes and thought that superstitions could come true.

Jiang Ren narrowed his eyes and asked her, “Will you still dance in the future?”

Meng Ting did not lie to him, “Yes.”

“Can I come and watch?”

She opened her mouth and finally said, “Yes.”

He was ready to be rejected like in the past and was caught off guard by her answer. Jiang Ren thought that he had heard it wrong. He had a weird expression, “Really?”

Meng Ting was a little ashamed. She said, “How many times do you want to ask? Forget it.”

There was a smile in his eyes, “I’ll definitely come!”

Meng Ting looked at his red and swollen knuckles.

He got in a taxi because he couldn’t drive. His hands were so sore that he couldn’t actually lift them up. He even held the shoe box with his armpit. It was just that he didn’t feel bitter himself.

Meng Ting hadn’t lived for twenty years in her two lifetimes. When she was a child, she had heard many praises, saying that she was a little princess, but Jiang Ren was the only one who really regarded her as a princess.

Jiang Ren didn’t regard himself as a prince. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was the roughest folk man and asked her, “Tell me about the time and place. I will write it down.”

Meng Ting raised her eyes and remembered that the finals were held in City B. The Jiang family was also in City B.

Jiang Ren was kicked out of the house.

When he came to City H the previous year, there were many people who were lawless and all said that the Jiang family abandoned him and cultivated new heirs.

When someone provoked him, Jiang Ren didn’t have any mercy and beat them so hard that their own mother didn’t even recognise them. The next day the school notified Jiang Ren and criticized him. He stood in the crowd, lazily and sleepy.

Then Jiang Ren drove the sports car to school the next day.

The rumors were changed. Even if he was kicked out of the house for unknown reasons, he was still quite rich. Jiang’s donation to the No. 7 High School that year proved that Jiang Ren had not been given up.

Meng Ting told him, “June 18, at Swan Xiaozhu in City B.”

He lowered his eyes and his fingers paused for a second.

Then as if nothing happened, he put the gloves back into his pocket, “Well, I see.”

She was still standing and looked at him carefully. He was amused, “What’s the matter? Don’t you want to go back, want to be with me?”

Meng Ting said, “No.”

She was just thinking that there must be a reason he did not want to go home.

However, he said casually, “I’ll remember it, go home, it’s hot outside.”

When Meng Ting got home, she met Shu Lan who came out.

Shu Lan put on makeup, pink eyeshadow dotted the corners of her eyes, with the upturned eyeliner. She was wearing super shorts, her thighs were exposed, with a kind of maturity that did not meet her age.

Father Shu was not at home. If he was there, he would have definitely scolded her.

Shu Yang was out. He was working as a tutor for children to teach math on weekends.

No one cared about Shu Lan. Meng Ting saw it, but bent over and put on slippers. She did not say a word to her.

If she wanted to die, she could go.

Shu Lan went out with a parasol.

When she came back in the evening, she gave Meng Ting a hard look.

Meng Ting was cooking in the kitchen. It was very hot in summer. Father Shu and Shu Yang came back late and they both worked very hard. They didn’t have to cook at home. They could eat as soon as they got back in the night.

Meng Ting also saw the resentment in Shu Lan’s eyes.

But she didn’t care. The kitchen temperature was high and it was summer again, it was very hot.

Meng Ting removed her apron, divided the meal into two portions and put her own portion on the table. She fried a fish-flavored eggplant and made tomato egg soup.

Meng Ting turned on the fan and ate quietly after washing her hands.

Shu Lan washed her hands and came over dumbfounded.

Meng Ting at the table was drinking soup with a small spoon with long eyelashes hanging down. 

Shu Lan hadn’t spoken to her for a long time, but said, “Where is mine?”

Meng Ting: “I didn’t make yours. If you want to eat, cook it yourself.”

Shu Lan couldn’t believe what she heard. She raised her voice, “You didn’t cook for me?”

Meng Ting felt funny, “Why would I cook for you? You have hands and feet.”

Shu Lan was so angry that smoke appeared above her head. She didn’t want to go to the kitchen to cook in such hot weather and said angrily, “If I can’t eat, then I won’t. I’m not dying for it, what’s so great about your food?”

She went back to the room and shut the door with a bang.

From beginning to end, Meng Ting did not look at her. She had lost too much in her previous life and could not overcome the psychological factors. Without dancing, only this white-eyed wolf sister was the most important to her.

She was gentle with her, even after the burn, she had never hated anyone or complained. Meng Ting actively learned English and was also full of expectations for the rest of her life. After saving for another two or three years, she could pay the down payment for the house and find an honest man who didn’t dislike her appearance, but Shu Lan loosened the rope.

Shu Lan owed her life.

However, Father Shu gave her a life.

Both cleared. But this did not prevent Meng Ting from being disgusted with her. After she finished washing her bowl, she went back to the room and saw the crystal shoes. She carefully put them in the box together with the ballet gown she had worn when he was 13 or 14 years old.

Shu Lan was hungry at midnight and her eyes turned black.

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