An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 58 "Bounced Checks"

The first thing I felt upon waking was a splitting headache, as if I had been hit by a heavy hammer, and my head was buzzing.

Meng Youyou struggled to sit up, rubbing her temples. Her eyes were filled with confusion and exhaustion. Looking at the familiar room, she was momentarily disoriented, not knowing what day it was.

Her clothes still reeked of alcohol. Meng Youyou picked up her collar, sniffed it, and looked disgusted.

Meng Youyou frowned and dragged her unsteady steps into the public bathhouse.

Hot water wasn't available in the bathroom at this time, but she simply couldn't stand the smell on her body and in her hair.

She gritted her teeth, turned on the tap, and icy water poured down instantly, like countless fine ice needles hitting her scalp. She couldn't help but gasp, her scalp instantly turning cold.

His body trembled slightly from instinct, and his lips quivered involuntarily.

Cold water flowed down her neck and back, and she felt every inch of her skin resisting, with goosebumps rising all over her body. The hair on her arms stood up because of the cold.

My hands moved faster instinctively, finishing quickly and finally ending the cold water baptism.

……

When I arrived at the office, my hair was still wet, with water droplets dripping from the ends. I had already gotten up late today, so I didn't spend any more time drying my hair with a towel.

Pushing open the door, Meng Youyou walked straight to her desk without looking to the side, not even glancing to the other side.

It was as if the room was her private office, and apart from herself, there was only air.

But the black stainless steel thermos on the table was so eye-catching and prominent that it was hard to ignore.

Meng Youyou sat down, expressionlessly moved the thermos to the corner of the table, and ignored it.

Focusing entirely on developing today's teaching plan.

Huo Qingshan sat opposite her, and ever since Meng Youyou came in, his gaze had never left her. Naturally, he also noticed that she had never once looked at him.

My thoughts were in turmoil, and a heavy sense of depression weighed on my heart.

Half an hour passed, and the pen in my hand hadn't written a single word.

Meng Youyou was also holding a pen in her right hand, while rubbing her temples with her left hand from time to time, regretting that she shouldn't have impulsively drunk so much last night, which was why her head had been aching all morning.

It seems like someone on the other side suddenly stood up and walked towards us?

No, the person turned around and walked to the window in the middle of the room, reaching out to close the open window.

He then strode out of the office.

Meng Youyou glanced at the thermos cup that had been relegated to the corner of the table, then looked towards the door. She casually picked up the thermos cup and slowly unscrewed the lid. A sweet aroma instantly wafted out, the crispness of sugarcane and the sweetness of pears blending together, gently entering her nostrils.

The steam from the cup rose up, carrying a slight warmth that touched her cheeks.

Meng Youyou narrowed her eyes slightly, brought the cup close to her lips, and took a deep breath. The sweetness went straight to her heart and lungs with her breath.

Unable to resist, I slowly lowered my head, brought my lips close to the rim of the cup, and took a small sip.

The warm broth glides over the tip of the tongue, first the pure and clear sweetness of sugarcane, like a mountain stream flowing between the taste buds, followed by the sweet and soft pear.

After swallowing, her throat was enveloped by the warm, moist sensation, and the lingering sweetness still lingered on her tongue, making her gently purse her lips again.

I wanted to drink some more... but I couldn't.

A moment later, Meng Youyou quickly screwed the lid back on and carefully put it back in its original position.

They even meticulously adjusted the angle of the cup to make it exactly the same as before.

Not long after, Huo Qingshan returned to his office.

Meng Youyou didn't look up, maintaining her focused work attitude throughout.

He glanced at her quickly out of the corner of his eye. She wasn't sweating at all. It didn't seem like she went to the training ground. She was back so quickly? Where did she go?

Time slipped by unnoticed, and the only constant was the silence that had filled the office all morning. Meng Youyou glanced at the time; it was almost time for class. She quickly tidied her desk and prepared to leave.

She had already taken a few steps away from her desk when she inadvertently noticed the man opposite her looking down at documents, seemingly engrossed in them.

Then he changed his mind again.

She returned to her desk, opened the first drawer, and took out an envelope.

He strode over to Huo Qingshan's desk, placed the envelope on the table to the man's right, and simply said, "Here you go."

He then turned and walked towards the door.

Crisp and neat.

Huo Qingshan glanced at the words on the envelope, immediately got up and hurried after her. He grabbed Meng Youyou's arm a second before she opened the door, his movements swift but not particularly strong.

Huo Qingshan asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on her, his gaze lingering.

Meng Youyou didn't look at him, and said in a flat tone: "It's nothing. It's only right to pay back debts. I paid you back when I got my salary yesterday."

The amount of salary written on the envelope is the exact amount inside; I haven't touched it. You can count it if you're worried.

I'll pay the rest next month.

"Oh, don't do that."

Huo Qingshan moved his right hand up and placed his other hand on Meng Youyou's shoulder, gently turning her around to face him.

The man leaned closer, his voice gentle yet tinged with a hint of helplessness: "Can we talk?"

Meng Youyou was inexplicably annoyed at this moment, and said in an unfriendly tone, "What are you talking about? I was drunk yesterday, but I don't have the problem of blacking out when I'm drunk."

If I remember correctly, you didn't answer any of the questions I asked you yesterday.

So what do you want to talk to me about today?

Meng Youyou raised her head slightly, tilted her chin up, and finally looked directly into the man's deep black eyes: "But now I have no interest in knowing anything we talk about anymore. Since you are so unwilling to say, if I keep asking, I will either get a false answer or a true answer that I cannot accept."

Am i right?
So I chose to be a pragmatic person and didn't want to know anymore.

His tone was cold.

Huo Qingshan subtly increased the pressure on his hand, then clearly sighed, and the pressure returned to a moderate level. "I bought the other bracelet as a gift for my grandmother. They said that this kind of sandalwood and jade bracelet can calm the mind and help the elderly sleep. My grandmother has not been sleeping well for the past two years, so I bought an extra one."

And they're not even the same thing; the blue one I strung myself."

Meng Youyou quickly retorted, "Is the only problem between us this bracelet?"

Huo Qingshan took a step forward and pulled the person into his arms, his voice earnest: "Oh, I'm sorry, it's my fault. Can you give me some time? I need to confirm some things."

Meng Youyou did not resist or respond; she simply let him hold her.

Then, word by word: "Give you time? Why do you think that in such an unequal relationship, I will keep standing here waiting for you, indulging you in all my joy?"

Meng Youyou could clearly feel the upright body she was leaning against slowly becoming stiff.

But she had no intention of letting him off the hook, and continued, "Every day I was neglected by you, every minute I wasn't valued by you, every second I wasn't treated with your whole heart, I was taking back my feelings for you."

Am I, Meng Youyou, some lowly person? Do I need you, Huo Qingshan, so badly?

How much time do you want me to give you?
Or rather, how long do you intend to promise before you'll love me wholeheartedly?

Huo Qingshan, I don't want such empty promises. I deserve pure, unadulterated love.

Every word is heartbreaking.

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