Ye Xingguang was curious what Ji Qishu wanted with her, but she had something to do now, so she didnât think any further. Today was the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, she bought some money paper and in the garden of the hospital villa, she burnt some paper-cash for Qin Junye.
Since it wasnât at the Yeâs family home, she burned it with great peace of mind, squatting at the gate of the small hospital villa, burning, and paying respects.
âWho are you burning paper for again?â
Before the money paper had finished burning, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind her.
Ye Xingguang jumped, without having to turn around, she knew that it was Ye Junqingâs voice. She immediately stood up, opened her hands to block the man behind her, fearing that the lousy man would step on the incense that she burned for Qin Junye.
Ye Junqing took in her defensive action all at once, his cold and sharp eyes were stung in an instant.
His cold voice sounded dangerous to the extreme: âAre you burning paper for Qin Junye again?â
Ye Xingguang turned around, still blocking him with both hands, speaking softly: âToday is the fifteenth day of the seventh month, every household would burn paper for the deceased. Iâm just burning some money for the person who saved my life, that shouldnât be too much, right? Why are you here? Your brother has won his presidential election, arenât you busy today? How could you spare the time to come here?â
Ye Junqing was extremely disgusted by her act of protecting the burning piles behind her: âSo your life-saving man is him? Youâre endlessly burning paper for him? Does he collect it without guilt?â
âCould you stop speaking with such strange and mystical sarcasm? If you donât want to watch, then donât stay here. You can go inside, chat with my father. My fatherâs health has improved these days, he can walk on his own. This afternoon I even took a stroll in the yard with him, my old father-in-law has been thinking about you.â
But Ye Junqing ignored her, his deep eyes staring at the burning paper behind her, it was irritating no matter how he looked at it!
Damn that Qin Junye!
Whenever he thought about his little mermaid tail remembering everything she experienced with him as experiences she had with that dead Qin Junye, and even foolishly sent ten million to Qin Junyeâs parents, Ye Junqing felt like he was a big fool!
It wasnât that he was heartbroken over the ten million, but feeling aggrieved, however he thought about it, he felt aggrieved!
He wanted to prove that her life-saving man was not Qin Junye, but him. But this unaspiring little mermaid tail wasnât at all receptive, making him want to strangle her to death just to stop her from always provoking him!
Of course, he couldnât bear to touch a hair on his woman, even when he was grinding his teeth in anger, but Qin Junye was a different matter!
Ye Junqing couldnât control his hand, grabbing Ye Xingguangâs arm directly, pulling her away before he stomped the three sticks of incense to death, then randomly kicked the still burning paper.
His womanâs money, even if it was just paper-money, he wouldnât let it be given to Qin Junye!
Ye Junqing knew his behavior was extremely childish. Even he wanted to despise himself, but he just couldnât control it!
Ye Xingguang was in disbelief: âWhat are you doing? Ye Junqing, you jerk! Stop stepping on it! Stop!â
Ye Junqing had his anger, how could he listen to her? With one hand, he restrained her, while he stomped out all the burning incense on the ground. His action was as menacing as if he wanted to smash Qin Junyeâs bones into dust.
At the same time, he warned her: âSo Iâm a jerk, from now on, donât burn incense for Qin Junye. If I catch you doing it again, Iâll extinguish it every time. You better get rid of him from your mind right away, or donât blame me for being ruthless!â