GBP Chapter 143 Insisting on Being Love-Obsessed and Making a Die
Chapter 143 Insisting on Being Love-Obsessed and Making a Die
The voice was cold and eerie, which was unusual for the New Year, making Lou Yue's scalp tingle for a moment.
She stiffly turned her head to look to the side.
With Duan Yao still holding her by the neck, she could only manage to utter a weak "Miss Song, help... me."
Although she didn't want to ask Song Beiyou for help, the disparity in strength between men and women made it very difficult for Lou Yue to escape from Duan Yao.
Song Beiyou, however, watched as if it were a show, showing no intention of helping whatsoever.
The next second, Lou Yue stared wide-eyed as Song Beiyou crossed his arms and continued to look at her with amusement, "Miss Lou, does a woman of such high status really need to lower herself like this?"
Lou Yue was startled, and then her face burned.
She had never been spoken to like that before, especially since the person who said it was her rival in love.
He felt terrible and utterly disgusted by Song Beiyou's smug, amused expression.
But verbally, he said, "Miss Song, I don't know what you mean by that."
I'm begging you, please help me out, okay?
Song Beiyou chuckled softly, sighed, and shook his head.
Lou Yue actually saw a look of disappointment and frustration on her face.
Weird!
Song Beiyou was truly disappointed in her. What a wonderful woman, who could have achieved so much, had to be so blinded by love and ruin her life.
She sat down languidly on a stool nearby, crossing her legs.
"What do I mean?" Song Beiyou raised his chin slightly, the smile on his lips widening rather than diminishing. "Shouldn't you be asking Miss Lou that?"
During the Chinese New Year, in front of Duan Yao's girlfriend, he sprayed hazelnut fragrance mixture on her and then took advantage of the break when everyone was playing with fireworks to bring her to this empty fifth floor.
Miss Lou, isn't it obvious to anyone that you have some idea of your intentions?
As soon as the words left her lips, Lou Yue felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and at the same time, she realized that Duan Yao had tightened his grip on her neck, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
But at that moment, the discomfort in her neck was something she couldn't care less about.
Because all that could be heard in his mind were Song Beiyou's words, "Spray hazelnut mixture in front of Duan Yao's girlfriend!"
How could she understand?
How did Song Beiyou find out?
The process of Song Beiyou's contact with Madam He was supposed to be very secretive, guaranteed to remain unknown to a third party, so why did she...
As I was thinking this, several clusters of fireworks exploded simultaneously outside my fifth-floor window, dazzling and spectacular.
The light illuminated the entire floor, allowing Lou Yue to see the calmness and disdain on Song Beiyou's face.
This disdain is a clear indication that I, Song Beiyou, look down on you, Lou Yue.
Lou Yue was unwilling, but she had to admit that at this moment she was Song Beiyou's defeated opponent.
Song Beiyou's strategic acumen won her over.
Fireworks were going off outside the window again, making a loud clanging sound that caused the window to shake slightly.
The sound was astonishing, deafening.
You can feel the joy of everyone celebrating the New Year outside.
Only here is the atmosphere tense and the situation unclear.
Lou Yue felt like she couldn't breathe, she was so tired, and she was about to collapse without a care in the world if she closed her eyes.
But then, at that very moment...
Just when Lou Yue thought she had no future, Duan Yao suddenly released his grip on her neck, and she fell to the floor like a kite with a broken string.
Duan Yao leaned straight back, as if he had lost consciousness.
However, just as he was about to fall to the ground with a "thud," Song Beiyou, who was sitting leisurely on the stool, suddenly appeared, stretched out his arms, and smoothly helped him up.
Despite the obvious height and body size difference between the two, Song Beiyou was able to easily hold Duan Yao in his arms and keep him standing with his eyes closed.
She was going to take Duan Yao back to his room in the old Duan family house.
Before leaving, she hugged the person and looked at Lou Yue, who was lying on the ground, and said, "It's the New Year, I'll leave you alone for the sake of the old lady."
More than a man, please cherish your own reputation.
After speaking, he didn't linger and led Duan Yao into the room where he was staying.
Downstairs, in the courtyard.
Duan Yu and Qin Shuyao were having a great time.
Madam Duan watched the two of them play from the side.
She realized something was wrong, after all, Duan Yao and Song Beiyou were not there.
Lou Yue wasn't there either.
But I can't say exactly what it is right now.
She could only look up at Duan Yao's room, where the lights were already on, and manage a faint smile.
Duan Yu and Qin Shuyao turned around and called out to her, "Grandma."
"Grandma, do you want to play?"
If you don't want to play, go find my aunt and ask her to come out and play with me.
Madam Duan said, "You dare to look for your big-headed ghost? Try looking for her yourself!"
And you, Duan Yu, tonight you'd better behave yourself and play with your cousin's firecrackers and fairy wands. Don't go looking for your aunt and uncle.
Did you hear that?!
If I can't do that, I won't be giving you red envelopes this year.
Duan Yu and Qin Shuyao were not dim-witted. After hearing their grandmothers' words, they looked up at the lit room on the fifth floor and immediately understood.
They all nodded in unison, "We promise not to look for her."
Only then was Madam Duan satisfied.
Lou Yue walked down the stairs not far behind her, her expression and demeanor completely restored.
She walked up to Madam Duan and said, "Godmother."
Grandma Duan, sitting on the stone bench, looked up when she heard the voice. "Yueyue, where have you been? Go relax and join them in setting off firecrackers and playing with fireworks."
After saying this, Madam Duan seemed to sense something and continued, "Your complexion is off, Yueyue. What's wrong?"
Lou Yue forced a smile and quickly said, "Oh, it's nothing!"
I just got a last-minute call saying there was a bug in one of the department's systems and I needed to go over and fix it.
"Oh dear." Upon hearing this, Madam Duan's face showed a hint of regret. "No, didn't you change departments?"
Why does this department need you to work overtime even during the Chinese New Year?
Lou Yue didn't blush or feel flustered. "It's normal for bugs to occur. Most of my colleagues aren't from Beijing and went back to their hometowns for the New Year. My home is nearby, so there's nothing wrong with me going there."
Madam Duan got up from the stone bench, took out a rather thick red envelope from her pocket, and stuffed it into Lou Yue's hand. "Take this red envelope and come back as soon as possible."
Lou Yue looked at the red envelope in her hand and said, "Thank you, godmother. Happy New Year and good health."
Madam Duan smiled and nodded at her, "I hope that in the new year you won't always be so focused on work, but will think about your own happiness."
Find a suitable partner with whom you love and who loves you in return.
Lou Yue paused after Old Madam Duan's last words, then nodded with difficulty, "Okay, I'll try my best."
"Go."
As she watched Lou Yue's departing figure, Madam Duan looked up again at the brightly lit room on the fifth floor, lost in thought.