Chapter 305: That’s Right, Feel The Sadness And Pain!
Some people’s gazes fell on Lu Qiaoge.
They were all in the same office, and their relationships were usually pretty good, so they couldn’t help but worry.
After Shen Yun spoke, she felt very smug.
She looked at Lu Qiaoge provocatively.
What are you going to do?
If you write it for me, will you feel sad or painful?
If you feel sad and painful, that’s just right!
If you don’t write it, I’ll immediately shout it out and make you too embarrassed to show your face!
Lu Qiaoge was still sitting behind her own desk, leaning back in the chair, looking straight at Shen Yun with a beaming smile: “Comrade Shen Yun, letting me write the marriage certificate for you and Liang Aishu is no problem. I won’t bring any personal emotions into it, I guarantee it’ll be written beautifully!”
After a pause, Lu Qiaoge’s voice still carried a smile: “But the problem is, Comrade Shen Yun, every time you see the handwriting on the marriage certificate and remember that it was written by me, Lu Qiaoge, will you feel happy or happy? If you’re happy, then I’ll write it for you.”
Sister Hua nodded in satisfaction.
That’s right, our Qiao Ge doesn’t care, so do you care?
Shen Yun’s face changed instantly, staring blankly at Lu Qiaoge.
Her face still showed no pain or discomfort.
She clearly liked him so much before—can feelings really be forgotten just like that?
And why did this person’s words always leave her unable to refute, even giving her the feeling of hitting cotton with a hammer?
When Liang Aishu saw Lu Qiaoge stand up to walk over, he pulled Shen Yun and didn’t even look at Lu Qiaoge, just saying mildly to Sister Hua: “Please write it for us, thank you.”
Lu Qiaoge pursed her lips in some disappointment.
She really did want to write it for them.
She didn’t like Liang Aishu anyway—he was no better than a stranger—so how could writing their marriage certificate cause her heartbreaking pain?
You’re overthinking it!
Lu Qiaoge sat back in her seat without much interest, not even lifting her eyelids, and continued her autumn bungalow residents’ winter statistics work.
The people in the general office were all holding back their laughter.
Some looked at the pale-faced Shen Yun.
In the corner, Elder Sister Tong and Sister Qiao were whispering like crickets.
“Shen Yun looks so smart, but why does she act like she has no wits at all? If it were me, I’d come to register when Lu Qiaoge wasn’t around—why do this in front of Lu Qiaoge? It’s like our Qiao Ge really cares that much about her.”
“Yeah, I don’t understand it either. She even wants Qiao Ge to write their marriage certificate—does she think Qiao Ge will feel uncomfortable or painful?
She doesn’t even look up to see Lu Qiaoge’s expression, always so self-righteous.”
“Exactly, she almost made herself unable to get off the stage. But it also proves this person has bad wits.”
“Fortunately, these two got married. Otherwise, I really would worry that Liang Aishu would see how excellent our Qiao Ge is and turn around to pester her relentlessly.”
Sister Qiao nodded quietly: “Now it’s good, no need to worry anymore.”
This little disturbance passed quickly. Liang Aishu never looked at Lu Qiaoge the whole time, and Shen Yun silently took out candy from her backpack and placed it on Sister Hua’s table.
Looking at the completed marriage certificate, for some reason, Shen Yun didn’t feel the joy she had imagined.
She couldn’t help but glance at Lu Qiaoge again.
Lu Qiaoge was still Lu Qiaoge!
But it was just different.
She couldn’t help recalling the one who held her hand and whispered to her: “Xiao Yun, shall we be good sisters for life?”
What was she thinking back then? Oh, cursing her as a big fool.
There was even a secret pleasure.
Because just before Lu Qiaoge said that, Older Brother Aishu had just watched a movie with her and come back.
At the time, she was thinking, is Liang Aishu’s grandpa sick in the head? Why set this so-called engagement for them?
Then she thought, the Lu Family was just greedy for fame and fortune—such engagements should be abandoned, so why were they still fulfilling it?
Wasn’t it because they valued the Liang Family’s capabilities and Older Brother Aishu’s excellence?
So really, it was six of one and half a dozen of the other—no one was more noble than the other.
She used to think everything was taken for granted.
Until everything was exposed.
Shen Yun withdrew her gaze.
Liang Aishu didn’t want to delay either. After thanking everyone, he took Shen Yun’s hand and left the neighborhood committee office.
He could even imagine how those elder sisters would gossip about him behind his back.
He wanted to blame Shen Yun, but thinking of the countless possibilities and consequences she would spin out made his head ache.
So he decisively shut his mouth.
In fact, from beginning to end, he refused to look at Lu Qiaoge.
Don’t look, don’t think, don’t acknowledge!
Only like this could he avoid regretting being with Shen Yun.
No one in the general office discussed them—it was all in the past, especially with such an embarrassing relationship before.
Sister Hua said: “Where’s Shao Le? He’s been on leave for so long—why hasn’t he come back? Do you all know what he’s doing now?”
Lu Qiaoge knew this.
Her most excellent little scout Xiao Cangcang had told her.
But she knew too specifically.
And she had forgotten to share it with Sister Qiao and the others, so Lu Qiaoge decisively shut her mouth.
With such a big office and over a dozen people here today all doing statistics work, there must be someone who knew.
But unexpectedly, it was Old Teng, who didn’t usually talk much.
Old Teng was over forty, wearing glasses. He was a statistician, dealing with data every day, and since all data reports were handwritten, it looked easy but was actually very tiring.
He said slowly and gently: “Shao Le went back to the Zhao Family. He didn’t change his name—it’s Zhao Shaole. His dad isn’t Zhao Lao Laizi? As soon as Shao Le walked in, he asked Shao Le for money.
Who would have thought that after Shao Le went inside and outside the house, he actually asked him for money instead, saying he wanted to get married. Before, the Shao Family took care of it, but unexpectedly things happened suddenly—he became part of the Zhao Family. Seeing he wasn’t married yet, as his father, shouldn’t he take care of his son’s marriage?”
Though Old Teng didn’t usually talk much, his storytelling ability was pretty strong.
It made the people in the office neglect their work, put down the things in their hands, and gather near Old Teng to listen to the excitement.
Old Teng said with a smile: “That Zhao Lao Laizi clearly didn’t expect this twist. Before he could ask for more money, Shao Le settled accounts with him. He’s only been working a short time—salary issued for just two months—and he’s basically been using the Shao Family’s money.”
“Shao Le said it like this then: These years, unlike how I worked hard with Shao Yonggang to support you all, I was truly raised properly by the Shao Family.
I’ve only earned money these two months—before that, I was just eating and drinking for free. The Shao Family didn’t settle accounts with me or ask you for money—that’s already more than fair.
You say you’re asking me for money now—where am I supposed to get it? Steal? Rob? Or should I smash a bank and say you, as my father, instigated me? Then we father and son can go to jail together, okay?”
The people in the general office all let out a “wow.”
Sister Hua grinned from ear to ear, clapping her hands: “Oh my, who would have thought—Shao Le that kid talks so right on the mark, it feels so satisfying to hear.”
