The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

Chapter 180 White Roses and Violets

After seeing the others off, Xu Nian didn't rush to clean up the dishes, but immediately opened the windows to ventilate the room.

Even though she really didn't want to receive Zhou Xiaoman, she was, after all, a guest brought by Wen Yao and Zhao Lin.

Besides, he had already promised, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and make her some dumplings.

What a small world! You can run into Zhou Xiaoman anywhere.

Xu Nian sighed, put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, squeezed dish soap into a sponge, and began washing the dishes.

For some reason, he always felt that Zhou Xiaoman's gaze when she watched him cook was a little strange.

It feels familiar.

It seemed to be exactly the same look in Xu Xi's eyes when she watched him cook.

However, Wen Yao and Zhao Lin looked at him very differently.

Why is this?

Before leaving, Zhou Xiaoman also said that she would come back to patronize the business from time to time.

Her home is far from here, often an hour's drive away. Why does she always come here?

Xu Nian was puzzled.

However, all he knew was that his sister harbored a strange hostility towards Zhou Xiaoman.

She repeatedly warned herself not to have any contact with Zhou Xiaoman.

Never mind, compared to Zhou Xiaoman, my younger sister is definitely more important.

I'll send a message to Zhou Xiaoman later and tell her not to come again.

Muttering to herself, Xu Nian finished washing the dishes.

Oh right, it seems like I don't even have a way to contact Zhou Xiaoman.

He patted his head, and then it dawned on him.

It seems that Zhou Xiaoman, Wen Yao, and Zhao Lin exchanged contact information at the dinner table just now.

Why don't we tell them and have them pass on the message?

Fortunately, Xu Xi has many classes in the afternoon and won't be back until the evening.

If we ventilate the store more, Zhou Xiaoman's perfume scent won't linger there.

Thinking this, Xu Nian opened a few more windows.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"elder brother..."

Xu Nian's heart skipped a beat.

He turned his head and saw Xu Xi, panting heavily and covered in sweat.

Xu Xi's toes were a little sore from running all the way back.

Thankfully, my brother is safe and sound.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems I was overthinking it...

wrong!!!

As the girl gasped for breath, the air, mingled with the scent of violet perfume, rushed into her nostrils.

Her face grew increasingly gloomy.

Before Xu Nian could speak, Xu Xi transformed into a gust of wind and ran up to the second floor in three steps.

The bathroom door was pulled open, and the wardrobe door was opened.

The blanket was pulled back, and the duffel bag was torn open.

None of them...

"Xiaoxi, what's wrong?"

Xu Nian hurried upstairs and looked at the messy bedroom, feeling a chill run down her spine.

The girl didn't answer. She walked past the boy, dashed downstairs, and ran out of the shop.

Where is she? Where is that woman?

The fingernails dug into the flesh, and the veins on the arm gradually bulged.

I ran all the way to the alley entrance, but I still couldn't find the figure who smelled of violet perfume.

"Cough cough..."

Perhaps it was the prolonged running that led to exhaustion.

Xu Xi stopped, panting heavily and coughing slightly.

Her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were bloodshot.

How dare they come to my house!

Unforgivable!!!

Just then, a bus drove past Xu Xi with its horn blaring.

She looked up and gazed at the bus window.

A purple-haired woman sat upright in the back row by the window.

She had an elegant demeanor, was dressed dignifiedly, and had a faint smile on her face.

At first glance, she is so unique and eye-catching.

Xu Xi stared intently at her, her face contorted with rage, her fists clenched, her eyes seeming to spit fire.

The purple-haired woman also noticed the gaze. She turned around, frowned slightly, and looked puzzled.

She had a good memory and was certain that she had not offended the enraged girl.

I've never even met him, let alone offended him.

But even through a pane of glass, that fierce gaze seemed capable of killing me.

The bus slowly drove away, and the two looked at each other from that point on.

Xu Xi took out her phone, copied the phone number Gu Shuchang had sent her, and opened it in the message page.

Fingers flew across the keyboard, and a line of text was edited and sent.

......

How strange, how could I have met someone like that?

Zhou Xiaoman raised her long eyebrows and muttered to herself.

At the same time, my phone vibrated in my bag.

She took out her phone and gently touched the screen to wake it up.

A threatening text message was displayed on the screen, clearly from an unknown number.

"If you ever show your face in front of my brother again, I will kill you!"

.......

Looking at Xu Xi, who was walking towards her step by step with a blank expression and lifeless eyes, Xu Nian swallowed and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Gulp..."

A sense of fear quietly rose within him.

"Little Creek, let me explain..."

Unbeknownst to her, Xu Nian's heel had already kicked the corner of the wall, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

Cold sweat poured down his back, and his clothes were soaked through.

He had only seen Xu Xi in this unfamiliar state twice before.

The second time is now. The first time was before the college entrance exam, one night when the two of them had a misunderstanding because of a love letter.

"Here's what happened..."

Xu Nian began to explain haltingly.

Wen Yao messaged me, asking if I could bring a friend to the restaurant for a meal.

After she agreed, she discovered that the friend she and Zhao Lin brought with them from the shop was Zhou Xiaoman.

And throughout the entire dinner, he never exchanged a single word with Zhou Xiaoman.

After they left, she worried that Xu Xi would misunderstand, so she opened the window to let in some fresh air.

...

In a daze, a glimmer of life flashed in Xu Xi's eyes, and a surge of emotion welled up within them.

Staring at her brother, whose thighs were trembling with nervousness, Xu Xi slowly lowered her head.

Why should I be angry?

What right do I have to demand things about my brother's private life?

My brother built a home for himself, working tirelessly day and night, enduring countless hardships.

She herself had frightened her brother to this extent.

Even if there is affection, it should be a two-way street. Only after becoming her brother's official girlfriend does she have the right to ask him to stay away from women with ulterior motives.

But then, another voice rang in her mind.

"Can't you see? Your brother doesn't like you at all."

"He only sees you as a younger sister; sooner or later he'll fall for another woman."

"He'll be good to you, and he'll be good to other women too."

"There is only one way to get him: lock him in the basement so that he can never have contact with anyone else and can only be with you."

"Now you don't need to let him go out and earn money anymore. You can earn money and support your brother."

"Go, do it, and make your brother yours forever."

Xu Xi's eyes dimmed, losing their vitality once more.

After a while, it lit up again, then dimmed again.

In the end, one eye shone brightly, while the other remained lifeless.

Without saying a word, she raised her fist high, accelerated through the air, and the whistling sound cut through the air.

The force was concentrated before it hit the man's chest, and it finally fell gently.