Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 286 Shared Hatred? Falling into another trap!
Meng Ziyi's mind went blank, as if a string had snapped completely!

Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes widened, her mouth slightly open, and she seemed to be frozen in place for several seconds.

Li Yitong's crisp laughter still lingered in the air, carrying a hint of smug satisfaction at her successful prank. She even maintained the posture of having just kissed Jiang Qing, her crescent-shaped eyes filled with cunning light as she stared at Meng Ziyi provocatively.

Jiang Qing leaned back in the single sofa, a smile playing on her lips, her eyes full of anticipation for a good show.

"You...you..."

Meng Ziyi finally found her voice, her fingers trembling as she pointed at the two people still stuck together, squeezing out broken syllables from her throat.

Her bright little face first turned bright red, then the color quickly faded, leaving only shock and anger at realizing she had been deceived.

"Li Yitong! Jiang Qing!"

She suddenly raised her voice, her tone sharp and distorted.

"You two...when did you get together?! Huh?! You're lying to me! You're teaming up to mess with me, aren't you?!"

An immense sense of injustice and shame erupted like a volcano.

She no longer cared about her image; like a little female leopard whose tail had been stepped on and whose fur had stood on end, she rushed to the sofa in a few steps, her target the scumbag who was still laughing.

"Jiang Qing, you bastard! You big jerk! You scumbag! I'm going to strangle you!"

She angrily pounced on Jiang Qing, grabbing his shirt collar with both hands without any restraint, shaking and tearing it forcefully, as if to vent all the frustration of being tricked earlier.

"You and her...you and Tongtong! When did you two start?! Tell me! Was it that time in Beijing? Or even earlier?! You were with me...and with her at the same time...you...you're driving me crazy!"

She was rambling incoherently, her hands moving non-stop, tearing Jiang Qing's collar until it was all crumpled, and one of the buttons popped open.

Jiang Qing let her vent, only instinctively protecting her waist when she lunged at him.

He still had a smile on his face, and his head swayed along with her shaking, but his voice remained gentle.

"Mengmeng, Mengmeng, calm down, listen to me..."

"I won't listen! I won't listen! Liar! Scumbag!"

Meng Ziyi didn't listen at all. Her eyes were red with anger, and she tightened her grip, even trying to pinch his arm.

"And here I was... I was stupid enough to brag to her! But you guys... you guys laughed at me! Jiang Qing, you bastard!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier and more aggrieved she became. Her lips trembled, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Those usually bright and spirited eyes were now filled with tears as they looked at Jiang Qing accusingly.

"Hey, hey, hey, Mengmeng."

Li Yitong couldn't stand it anymore and finally switched from watching the show to enjoying it.

She stepped forward and precisely grabbed Meng Ziyi's wrist, which was still abusing her, and with a little skill, pulled her away from Jiang Qing.

That's enough.

Li Yitong pulled Meng Ziyi back half a step and stood in front of Jiang Qing, her crescent-shaped eyes now showing a hint of protectiveness.

"Don't bully my man, it will break my heart."

"Your man?!"

Meng Ziyi was so choked by this blatant declaration of sovereignty that she almost fainted. The anger she had just suppressed suddenly surged back up, burning away all her reason.

She abruptly shook off Li Yitong's hand, her voice trembling with anger, and pointed her finger at Li Yitong's nose.

"Li Yitong! You...you have the nerve to say that! You stole my boyfriend! You're my friend! You actually...you betrayed me!"

"I betrayed you?"

Li Yitong raised an eyebrow, showing no remorse for being criticized. Instead, she crossed her arms, her crescent-shaped eyes curving into an infuriating smile, and asked in a leisurely tone.

"Mengmeng, when you were with Jiang Qing, didn't that count as betraying your good sister Xiaoye? Did Xiaoye know about you and Jiang Qing?"

These words were like a perfectly timed bomb, instantly stunning Meng Ziyi.

All her anger, grievances, and accusations were stuck in her throat by those words, and she couldn't utter a single word.

The hand that had been pointing menacingly at someone just moments before froze in mid-air, the expression on his face shifting from anger to astonishment, and then to a guilty and bewildered feeling of having his weakness exposed.

Yes... Ono...

She was so busy being angry about being betrayed and deceived that she completely forgot... that her relationship with Jiang Qing also involved concealing and even hurting another person.

From the very beginning, she knew perfectly well what Ono thought of Jiang Qing.

Meng Ziyi opened her mouth to refute, but found her throat dry and tight.

That immense sense of injustice surged up again, even more intense than before, mixed with a heavy feeling of guilt.

She pouted, and tears welled up in her large eyes, threatening to spill over.

She stopped looking at Li Yitong and turned her head away, her voice trembling with tears, turning her attention back to Jiang Qing. Her small fists rained down on his shoulders and chest with little force.

"It's all your fault! You scumbag! You big jerk! It's all your fault! Waaah... It's all your fault..."

Her voice was choked with emotion and thick with nasal tone; she was truly on the verge of tears.

Looking at the chaotic situation before him, Jiang Qing knew that if things continued like this, the girl would really start crying.

He suppressed the mockery on his face and firmly grasped Meng Ziyi's wrist, which was still flailing around.

"Alright, Mengmeng."

His voice was gentle.

"Stop hitting me, doesn't your hand hurt?"

With his other hand, he gently patted her back, as if coaxing a sulking child.

"me……"

Meng Ziyi struggled for a moment but couldn't break free when he grabbed her wrist. Meeting his gentle yet serious gaze, her sense of grievance intensified, and tears finally fell uncontrollably, pattering onto the carpet.

"You're bullying me...you're all bullying me...bullying me...waaaah..."

She sobbed as she made her accusation, but her hands finally stopped moving.

"I didn't mean to bully you."

Jiang Qing sighed, grabbed her wrist and used a little force to press her down onto the armrest of the sofa next to him.

He took out a tissue and handed it to her.

"Clean."

Meng Ziyi didn't answer; she just lowered her head, her shoulders trembling as she sobbed softly, like a child whose candy had been stolen and who realized she was in the wrong.

Jiang Qing didn't insist and placed the tissue beside her.

He glanced up at Li Yitong, who was still standing to the side, watching the show with her arms crossed, and gave her a meaningful look.

Li Yitong received the signal, pursed her lips, but the smile in her crescent-shaped eyes had not completely disappeared.

She walked up to Meng Ziyi and squatted down, looking up at her tear-streaked face.

"Okay, Mengmeng."

Li Yitong's voice softened, carrying a hint of coaxing.

"Stop crying, your makeup is ruined, you look terrible."

She reached out and gently wiped away a tear from Meng Ziyi's cheek with her fingertips, her movements exceptionally tender.

"We didn't mean to make you look bad, we just... teased you."

They admitted it quite readily and decisively.

Meng Ziyi raised her wet eyes, glared at her fiercely, and spoke with a heavy nasal tone.

"Are you kidding me? You're happy to see me getting so anxious and upset like an idiot, aren't you?"

"cough……"

Li Yitong coughed lightly, looked away somewhat guiltily, and then became confident again.

"Who told you to always brag to me before, saying things like Jiang Qing only put food on my plate, Jiang Qing likes to eat this, likes to eat that... making it seem like you had it all to yourself."

As she spoke, she found it funny herself, and her crescent-shaped eyes curved into smiles again.

"Now look what happened, the whole thing backfired, didn't it? Let's not talk about who's to blame."

When Meng Ziyi heard what she said, she remembered her previous smug "bragging" and looked at the current situation. Her grievances and anger inexplicably dissipated, replaced by a strange sense of balance that "we are all the same after all," and she even wanted to laugh a little.

She sniffed and pouted a little awkwardly.

"Then...you can't lie to me with him!" "Okay, okay, it's my fault."

Li Yitong readily admitted her mistake, stood up, and pulled Meng Ziyi up from the armrest, letting her sit on the sofa next to her.

"I won't lie to you next time, okay?"

His tone was gentle, like he was coaxing a child.

Meng Ziyi snorted, barely accepting the offer.

She picked up the tissue Jiang Qing had placed beside her, blew her nose hard, and grumbled in a muffled voice.

"Then... what do we do now?"

She looked at Jiang Qing, then at Li Yitong, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion, and a little bit of... resignation?
Before Jiang Qing could speak, Li Yitong's eyes lit up and she immediately chimed in.

"What else can we do? We're all on the same path now."

She deliberately emphasized those three words, making them sound very sarcastic.

"Of course... peaceful coexistence! Jiang Qing is a big jerk, he's a real scumbag."

As she spoke, she gave Jiang Qing a deliberately disdainful look.

"But what can we do when we're all blind?"

"Yeah!"

Meng Ziyi seemed to find a resonance and immediately nodded. Her previous grievances instantly transformed into accusations against the "scumbag," and she once again turned her anger towards Jiang Qing.

"He's a scumbag! A big jerk! Always wanting more than he has! A greedy bastard! Two-timing! No, there are so many of them!"

She got more and more excited as she talked, as if she wasn't the one who had just been crying.

Li Yitong nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"That's right, that's right! Just because he's handsome and has some talent, he does whatever he wants! It's outrageous!"

While agreeing with Meng Ziyi, she gave Jiang Qing a look that said, "See, we all think you're a jerk."

Jiang Qing sat in the single sofa, looking at the two girls who were "united against a common enemy," and helplessly rubbed his temples, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

So what if he's a jerk? As long as they're happy.

Seeing that she had finished complaining, Li Yitong changed the subject, her crescent-shaped eyes flashing with a sly light, and affectionately put her arm around Meng Ziyi's shoulder.

"Since Mengmeng has also come to a deep understanding of this guy's true nature, then in order to punish him and to soothe your wounded little heart, tonight..."

She deliberately dragged out her words and gestured with her chin toward the master bedroom.

"Leave him to me! You go sleep in the guest room!"

"what?!"

Meng Ziyi was in the middle of her rant when she was caught off guard by this sudden assignment and choked up.

She subconsciously glanced towards the master bedroom, then looked at Jiang Qing, who looked completely innocent beside her. Her face instantly fell, filled with reluctance.

Should we get her to say no on her own initiative?
That would be so embarrassing!
Should we just let her agree like that?

Why!

She's been sleeping in the master bedroom lately!

"me……"

She stammered "I" for a long time, her face turning red, unable to utter a rebuttal, and too ashamed to argue. In the end, she could only reluctantly hum a muffled syllable through her nose.

"Oh……"

That little expression of hers made her look so wronged, as if her beloved toy had been taken away.

Seeing her look of being rebuffed yet forced to agree, Li Yitong smiled so hard her crescent-shaped eyes narrowed into slits, like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish.

She released Meng Ziyi, straightened up, and very naturally reached out her hand to Jiang Qing.

"Let's go, Mr. Jiang? Don't keep Mengmeng from resting."

Jiang Qing glanced at her, then at Meng Ziyi beside him, whose cheeks were puffed out and whose eyes were filled with resentment as if she wanted to poke holes in him. He felt both amused and helpless.

He stood up, not taking Li Yitong's outstretched hand, but gently instructing Meng Ziyi.

"Get some rest, Mengmeng."

Then he turned around and walked towards the master bedroom first.

Li Yitong didn't mind and waved to Meng Ziyi with a smile.

Goodnight, Mengmeng!

She then followed Jiang Qing with light steps.

The door to the master bedroom closed gently behind Li Yitong, making a soft "click" sound.

The voice was like a needle, instantly piercing Meng Ziyi's feigned composure.

She was left alone in the large living room. The previous commotion and shared hatred vanished instantly, replaced by a surge of immense disappointment and resentment at being ostracized.

She stood there, staring blankly at the closed master bedroom door, as if she could see what was about to happen inside through the door.

Li Yitong's sly and triumphant smile, Jiang Qing's indulgent gaze... tonight they were whispering sweet nothings... indulging in wild abandon...

"what--!!!"

Meng Ziyi stomped her foot suddenly. The soft carpet absorbed most of the sound, but the pent-up frustration pounded in her chest.

She spun around in place like a grumpy little top, angrily grabbing at her neatly styled hair.

"Scumbag! Bad guy! Jiang Qing, you big bad guy! Octopus! Sea king!"

She faced the master bedroom door, lowered her voice, and cursed through gritted teeth, her voice filled with intense jealousy.

"Li Yitong! You wicked woman! Taking advantage of someone in distress! You're so disloyal! Ugh! I'm so angry!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier and more aggrieved she became.

She was the one who arrived first! She was the one who stayed here before! Jiang Qing was just so gently coaxing her... and then she turned around and went into the room with someone else!
She rushed to the sofa, grabbed a cushion, imagined it as Jiang Qing's hateful face, and started hitting it hard.

"You scumbag! You wicked! You conspired with her to lie to me! I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death!"

The cushion was deformed from her punching.

After hitting it a few times, she still felt unsatisfied, so she suddenly threw away the pillow and stomped her feet a few more times as if to vent her anger, causing a section of the carpet to sink in.

Tears welled up in her eyes again, and she sniffed, trying hard not to let them fall.

"Humph! What's so great about that!"

She muttered angrily under her breath, facing the direction of the master bedroom door.

"Fine, I'll sleep with you then! I don't care! Let Jiang Qing bully you to death!"

But his tone sounded unmistakably sour.

She plopped down on the sofa in frustration, hugging her knees and curling herself into a ball.

The dazzling night view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows now seemed utterly meaningless to her. Her mind raced, imagining the scene in the master bedroom: Li Yitong surely smiling smugly again, Jiang Qing…

"Ugh! I don't want to think about it anymore!"

She buried her face in her knees in frustration, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

But the "click" of the door closing, and Li Yitong's last cheerful "Goodnight," lingered in her mind like a demonic chant.

The night is still very long.

The large bed in the guest room was soft and comfortable, but Meng Ziyi lay on it, tossing and turning like a pancake, feeling as if a huge stone was stuck in her heart, and she couldn't feel comfortable no matter how she lay.

The master bedroom next door is quiet and has excellent soundproofing.

But the quieter it was, the clearer and more vivid her uncontrollable imagination became.

She sat up abruptly and began to curse softly into the air again.

"Jiang Qing! Scumbag! Bad guy! You big jerk!"

After cursing, he slumped back onto the bed and covered his head with the blanket.

sleep!

I'll beat that bad guy up in my dreams!

Bah! You dog of a man!
(End of this chapter)