Chapter 1235 - 1235 She Finally Realized That He Began To Despise Her

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1235 She Finally Realized That He Began To Despise Her

Of course, Liang Zixuan would agree. Just as Zeng Zhelan finished her sentence, a text message came from Liang Zixuan. It was to give her a day off.

“Hee hee ...” Zeng Zhelan proudly showed Yao Xiu the message, “Did you see this? Our bosses are reasonable people. Not only did President Han give you a day off, but my boss also gave me a day off! Come on, let’s go home.”

Zeng Zhelan did not allow Yao Xiu to drive. She drove the car, and after driving for a while, she suddenly noticed two people who seemed to be arguing on the side of the road.

Zeng Zhelan recognized them at a glance. It was Jia Qiulian and Han Cihui!

Her heart sank. She slowed down her car and said to Yao Xiu who was sitting next to her. “Xiuxiu, look! Isn’t that Jia Qiulian and Han Cihui?”

Yao Xiu followed Zeng Zhelan’s gaze and sure enough, he saw Jia Qiulian and Han Cihui arguing on the side of the road.

He quickly pulled out his cell phone, took a picture of the two of them, and sent it to Han Yuanjun. Then he video call Han Yuanjun.

“President Han, they are arguing on the roadside, look...”

“It’s fine.” Han Yuanjun casually said, “Is there a couple that won’t argue with each other? Let them argue and you can all ignore them. Go home and get some rest.”

.....

“Oh, okay.” After hanging up, Yao Xiu looked out the window at Jia Qiulian and Han Cihui who were still arguing. He sighed softly, “Zhelan, drive the car. Let’s go home.”

Zeng Zhelan asked in surprise, “Are we going to ignore them?”

Yao Xiu leaned back languidly in his seat. “Which couple does not argue from time to time? President Han asked us not to disturb them.”

“Oh...” Zeng Zhelan nodded and drove off. However, she still did not understand. When there was a problem between Liang Jiahao and Qin Yu, or even Qin Shanyuan and Liang Jiaying, Liang Zixuan and Han Yuanjun would usually go and mediate between them.

On the street, Jia Qiulian and Han Cihui were still arguing with each other, both of their faces were red with anger and despair.

“Han Cihui, if you are unhappy with me, tell me straight away. Do you have to hurt yourself like this?”

Jia Qiulian held Han Cihui’s bleeding hand, tears falling. “This car is worthless. If the window is broken, we can spend money to replace it. But what about your hand? You only have these two hands. If it’s broken, it will really be broken!”

Han Cihui’s face was gloomy. As if he could not feel the pain in his hand, he coldly turned his head in the other direction.

The way he did not say anything completely broke Jia Qiulian’s heart. She was very disappointed. She knew that Han Cihui was currently feeling unhappy in his heart. He wanted to vent his anger, but... but he can’t hurt himself!

Jia Qiulian bit her lip and looked at Han Cihui sadly. Since he did not say anything, she could not say anything either.

After a while, Han Cihui looked annoyed. He pulled his hand out of Jia Qiulian’s grip and left without saying a word. Jia Qiulian gritted her teeth in anger and chased after him. She grabbed his hand again. “Where are you going?”

Han Cihui looked to the side, “It’s none of your business! I don’t need you to care!”

When this person was angry, the more he talked, the more he would hurt the other party.

Han Cihui was very angry at this moment. He obviously knew that saying those words would hurt Jia Qiulian’s heart, but he couldn’t help saying them.

After being yelled at by Han Cihui like that, Jia Qiulian knew that it was her fault for hiding the matter from him for so long. But that was her past. No matter what she did, she could not change her past.

The grievance in her heart and the fear in her heart...Not only did Han Cihui not comfort her, but he also did not care about the feelings in her heart and said words that would hurt her heart.

Jia Qiulian slowly understood that Han Cihui was beginning to despise her. He would never forget about this. As long as he couldn’t forget it... What love was there to talk about?

The grip on Han Cihui’s hand slowly loosened. Jia Qiulian tried her best to hold back her tears, but she couldn’t hold them back. It made everyone’s heart ache when they saw it.

However, at this moment, Han Cihui’s head was turned away from her. He did not see Jia Qiulian’s sad tears.

“I know.” After saying this, Jia Qiulian turned around in despair and slowly walked in the opposite direction of Han Cihui.

Han Cihui felt that Jia Qiulian had already walked far away and he turned around in panic. When he saw her lonely figure, he really wanted to run after her and hug her, but... He didn’t...

He felt sad in his heart. At this moment, no matter how gentle he was, his heart was still filled with grief. He could not feel anything else.

He looked at Jia Qiulian for a moment before walking in the opposite direction.

Han Cihui did not go to the company or to the hospital to treat the injury on his hand. Instead, he went to the taekwondo hall.

He had always been practicing Taekwondo. This was one of his self-defense skills.

When the head of the club saw him, he ran out to greet him. “Brother Han, why are you here today? You aren’t working today?”

Han Cihui looked at him with a sullen face. “Where is my sparring partner?”

“He’s inside. Don’t worry, even if you don’t come, he’ll be on standby any time!” With that, the head of the club called Han Cihui’s sparring partner.

Seeing Han Cihui’s sour face, the sparring partner quietly swallowed his saliva. “Brother Han, you don’t seem to be in such a beautiful mood today...”

Han Cihui was in no mood to joke with him. He went to the dressing room. The black belt at his waist arrogantly showed his status. Standing on the mats, he didn’t even bother to bow before launching a single kick at his sparring partner.

The sparring partner was caught off guard by the kick and fell heavily to the ground. He rubbed his butt and his face was twisted into a bun as he groaned in pain. “Brother Han, you seem really angry today! Wait, wait, wait... Let me put on another protective suit!”

Han Cihui looked at him coldly. He said nothing and just stood there waiting.

His sparring partner immediately got up from the ground and walked to the dressing room. He took a uniform sewn with a cushion and put it on.

The person next to him laughed. “What’s going on? One uniform isn’t enough, you want to put on another one? Are you trying to survive the winter?”

“Stop making sarcastic remarks!” The sparring partner was so bitter that he almost cried, “Although Brother Han’s whirlwind kick may not be as good as Young Master Han’s, but it’s not weak either! If you have the ability, go spar with him!”

“No, no, no...” The person laughed and joked, “I won’t fight you for that kind of glorious thing. When Brother Han came today, we already saw that there was something wrong with him. You can do it! We pray for you, it would be best if Brother Han leaves you half alive and doesn’t kill you directly!”