MTL - When the Green Tea Female Partner is Forced To Attack the Female Lead-Chapter 9

Zhao Qingdai is a professional when it comes to bringing rain with pear flowers.

Her eyelashes twitched, and big tears fell from her cheeks to her chin. She seemed startled by tears, and quickly wiped her face and turned her head to the side, only to hear her sobbing slightly.

Du Jingmo put her on her shoulders and straightened her body: "You don't want to say I won't force you, stop crying."

"I'm sorry sister, I didn't mean to." Her eyes were red, "I really changed it, I didn't mean to pretend to be pitiful."

"I didn't miss you like that either." Du Jingmo wiped the tears from her cheeks with a tissue, his movements were gentle and natural, "It doesn't matter if you cry in front of me, I just..."

Expressing concern is too blatant, she is not used to expressing her emotions like this, she paused for a moment, and then continued: "I just don't want to see you sad."

Not to mention that she was stimulated and saddened by her.

"Sister said so, then I'm not sad at all." Zhao Qingdai broke into a smile and leaned over Du Jingmo's shoulder, "I'll just cry, I'll be fine soon."

Du Jingmo could feel his shoulders being gradually wet with tears.

In her impression, Zhao Qingdai has always been so sensible, she cried silently, and even her tears seemed well-behaved.

The system has gradually become numb.

It's a funny face, not enough to understand the current situation. Why is Zhao Qingdai able to break a good romance into this shape by himself?

Why does Du Jingmo, the calm and smart heroine in the original plot, have no ability to judge in the face of this green tea trick!

Zhao Qingdai said that she was not pretending to be pitiful, but she actually believed it, and felt that this cup of tea was very sensible and well-behaved!

What a heaven!

How does the system know that the essence of human beings is a double standard, and they will always be extra tolerant towards the things they prefer.

Du Jingmo is no exception.

It was rare for her to feel curious and concerned, but Zhao Qingdai didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't mention it.

She thought it was over like this.

"You are the little girl from the Du family, right?"

A face that was incomparably similar to Zhao Qingdai appeared in front of Du Jingmo, making her dazzled for a moment.

Seeing that Du Jingmo didn't answer, the woman was a little nervous and anxious, and kept rubbing her hands together: "I am your Aunt Lan, who used to live next door to you. My father-in-law and your grandfather are still good friends."

She said and gestured: "When you were so tall, I went to your house to stop by and brought you gifts. You called me Aunt Lan, do you remember?"

Du Jingmo: "I don't remember."

Who can remember something so long ago? But listening to the woman's narration, she still judged the identity of the other party.

"Are you, Qingdai's mother?"

Aunt Lan nodded: "Yes. I came here to find Qingdai. Since you know her, it's better to say."

She said that her eyes were red, and her face that was still beautiful after being polished by time was full of sadness and sorrow: "I originally wanted to go to Qingdai directly, but they told me that she was ill and had been on leave for a long time, and I couldn't help it. found you here."

Du Jingmo hugged his arms and pursed his lips tightly without speaking.

She thought that she had found the reason why Zhao Qingdai was unhappy yesterday.

Zhao Qingdai looked silent, but she was actually sensitive and self-respecting, and she never took the initiative to tell her about the Zhao family. But it's human nature to be impatient with gossip. If the parties don't talk about it, and Du Jingmo doesn't ask about it, it will still reach her ears.

For example, when Aunt Lan left, she scoured the whole family's savings, including Zhao Qingdai's money saved by doing odd jobs outside and selling junk.

She didn't leave her daughter alive at all.

Du Jingmo only said "I don't remember" from beginning to end, but her cold rejection was obvious enough. Aunt Lan was even more embarrassed, so she could only bite the bullet and ask, "Do you know where Qingdai is?"

Du Jingmo didn't reply, but instead asked, "How do you know she's studying in college here?"

The woman's face stiffened and she didn't answer.

Du Jingmo continued to ask: "Did you settle here, or did you pass by by chance?"

"...Settle down." Aunt Lan buttoned the seam of her trousers and explained, "Yesterday, I saw her on the street, so I wanted to meet her."

Du Jingmo felt irritable in his heart.

It was because of this woman.

"Since you saw her, why didn't you go to her then, but came today?"

Aunt Lan opened and closed her mouth, but in the end she didn't reply.

She couldn't say that it was because her son was present, so even if she saw her biological daughter, she didn't dare to come up to meet and say hello.

"Xiao Du, I know you all think Aunt Lan is not a good person, but you also have a mother. I beg you to be considerate of a mother's mood, tell me where Qingdai is, and let me meet her daughter, will it work?"

Du Jingmo was amused by this.

She was used to the flowers of Gao Ling, and she had been spoiled since she was a child. It was the first time that someone had engaged in moral kidnapping in front of her.

"I'm sorry, Auntie Lan, I can't understand your feelings." She said with utmost sincerity, "Because I don't have a mother who ran away from home and slapped me twice, I really can't bring in your emotions."

Aunt Lan's expression changed suddenly.

The two slaps she slapped on Zhao Qingdai were the last thing she was forced to do, and it was also the thing she regretted the most.

The better she had been after escaping, the more turbulent the regret she had in her heart.

Every time she saw her thriving son, she would uncontrollably remember how Zhao Qingdai looked at her on the ground that day.

There is confusion, sadness, and... hatred.

Over time, the two slaps finally turned into two knives inserted into her chest, which stabbed herself in a roundabout way.

"Does Aunt Lan regret it?" Du Jingmo said suddenly, interrupting her thoughts.

Aunt Lan nodded subconsciously.

Du Jingmo curled his hair with his fingers, and said casually: "Do you regret not leaving Qingdai and leave, or do you regret leaving a stain on your life, and regret having a sex?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The woman exploded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "That's my daughter! What a stain, what a ***, don't talk nonsense here!"

"If not...then you saw her yesterday, why did you hide?" Du Jingmo glanced at the time, and his patience was almost exhausted.

Zhao Qingdai should have prepared dinner by this time.

If she doesn't go back to Zhao Qingdai, she will be hungry all the time. She has been delayed for too long, and it is estimated that when she goes back, she will see a little girl who is waiting for her.

"The kindness you gave her was wiped away when you slapped her. She is not a tool you use to comfort your conscience. Don't come again."

Du Jingmo took a step forward and put one hand on Aunt Lan's shoulder: "You should have reorganized your family and have a new life. You don't want to be disturbed by your current stable life, right?"

Her voice and movements were soft, but Aunt Lan could hear the threat from it.

Aunt Lan raised her head and met Du Jingmo's dark eyes.

The corners of her lips twitched upward, and there was no smile in her eyes.

"Did Aunt Lan hear what I said?"

"I told you, don't come again."

The woman nodded blankly, she was a little frightened, and the corners of her lips trembled, but she didn't realize it.

Du Jingmo clicked silently in the bottom of his heart, withdrew his hand and left.

It is clear that this woman has a face that is so similar to Zhao Qingdai, but why does it feel annoying at a glance?

She glanced at the time again, feeling even more annoyed, stopped the car and hurried back.

Exactly as she had judged earlier, Zhao Qingdai had already prepared dinner and was sitting on the sofa with her chin resting on her hands, her head tilted to look at the door, her eyes resentful.

But at the moment of seeing her, the resentment turned into joy, and the sparkling joy flowed from the bottom of her eyes.

Du Jingmo's emotions that were previously affected by Aunt Lan instantly returned to their original position, and his footsteps became light and brisk.

"Sister, why did you come back? It's almost cold to eat." Zhao Qingdai bit her lip and asked, "Could it be that someone tripped her footsteps?"

Du Jingmo was right, she was organizing the words, thinking about how to say it so as not to affect Zhao Qingdai's emotions, she heard the girl speak again:

"Shouldn't someone stop my sister from confessing, that's why it's delayed your coming back for dinner?"

Du Jingmo: "...what a mess!"

How does her brain circuit grow? Net thinking of some strange things.

Seeing her direct denial, Zhao Qingdai breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I'm joking, just adjust the atmosphere."

During this period of time, she was most worried about the fact that she was trapped at home all day, with limited mobility, and couldn't inquire about Du Jingmo's situation at school.

No one knows better than her how popular Du Jingmo is.

It's just that she is the moon hanging high in the sky, cold, bright and untouchable, and most of her admirers dare not even talk to her.

"Don't make such a cold joke next time." Du Jingmo washed his hands and served the rice, and brought a bowl to Zhao Qingdai by the way, "But I did meet someone, and I'll tell you after I finish eating."

Because of her words, Zhao Qingdai used the fastest speed to bring out her nature as a cook, and a bowl of rice bottomed out within ten minutes.

She put the chopsticks on the bowl, kept it upright, wiped her mouth, and asked, "What do you want to say to me? Can you say it now?"

Du Jingmo: "..."

She pursed her lips, but was still amused. Just thinking that Zhao Qingdai might be in a bad mood after listening to it, she couldn't even laugh.

"I met Aunt Lan at the school gate today. She said she wanted to see you, but I didn't let her come."

When Du Jingmo refused, he was very straightforward. After thinking about it carefully on the way back, he felt that he was too arrogant.

Seeing or not seeing, shouldn't it be Zhao Qingdai who said it?

"If you don't want to see her, this thing has never happened. If you want to see her, I'll contact you again."

As soon as her voice fell, Zhao Qingdai's face turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the blood on her lips faded.