Chapter 112 The CEO’s Divorced Wife’s Gentle Knife (11)

Chapter 112 The CEO's Divorced Wife's Gentle Knife (11)

Damn, what's this woman made of? She's so strong!

The moment Li Xia'er grabbed her wrist, Tang Qing's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Her crybaby tendencies kicked in again.

"Cut the act! I barely touched you!" Seeing Tang Qing's tears, Li Xia'er panicked and quickly let go. "Why are you crying?"

"You... hurt me."

She meant to scold her properly, but because of her sobbing, Tang Qing's words came out in fragmented, tearful whimpers, sounding completely wronged.

Dressed in that simple white dress, with reddened eyes, Tang Qing looked pitiful as she cried.

The evening breeze brushed through her long hair, and combined with her tears, she looked heartbreakingly fragile.

From afar, this was the scene Li Zhou saw—his about-to-be ex-wife, crying again.

"What happened?" The usually cold man spoke, and the air turned icy.

The rich young women who had been whispering immediately fell silent upon seeing Li Zhou.

Sneaking glances at this former heartthrob, they all shrunk like scared quails.

"Li Zhou... she, she just pulled me..."

In the awkward silence, Tang Qing wiped her tears and spoke in a whiny voice, "It hurt."

She hurt you again?

Li Zhou glanced at Tang Qing's wrist and indeed saw red marks.

Narrowing his eyes, it seemed even redder than last time...

President Li's mood visibly darkened as he turned to Li Xia'er and spoke expressionlessly, "Apologize."

"What? Me apologize?" snapped Li Xia'er, her mouth agape in disbelief. "I didn't even do anything!"

"They all saw it—I just barely pulled her wrist. She's totally faking it!"

Insisting that Tang Qing was playing it up, Li Xia'er couldn't understand why Tang Qing had started crying from just a little tug.

Wasn't this the same trick she used to weasel her way into the Li family in the first place?

"Li Zhou, you're about to divorce her. Why are you giving me a hard time for her sake?"

"The Li family may not be a high-society family, but we're still your business partners. And you want me to apologize?"

Li Zhou didn't bat an eye. "Apologize."

"I'm not wasting time on this."

Standing there in his black suit, his face stone-faced and unmoving, there was no room for negotiation.

Li Xia'er bit her lip, staring him down for a long moment before finally giving in.

She had no choice but to walk up to Tang Qing, and said reluctantly, "I'm sorry."

Tang Qing's tears hadn't completely stopped yet. Through her blurred vision, she barely managed to nod. "It's nothing..."

Before she could finish, Li Zhou took Tang Qing's hand and led her straight out of the hall.

His wife (soon to be ex) was far too sensitive.

After last time's experience, Li Zhou didn't dare use any force at all. He held Tang Qing's hand with extreme care, afraid of setting off her waterworks again.

As their palms connected, Li Zhou felt for the first time how small and soft a woman's hand could be.

"Thank you," Tang Qing said, stopping in her tracks as she finally managed to get her tears under control. Her eyes were still slightly red, her voice still thick with tears. "I couldn't help it..."

Clutching her wrist, the red mark on Tang Qing's skin now looked painfully obvious.

Faced with Tang Qing like this, President Li was silent for a while.

She was the same as before—always crying—yet also different. In the past, her tears had only made him impatient. But lately, her crying somehow got to him... When he saw Tang Qing being bullied earlier, Li Zhou hadn't intended to interfere.

But then Tang Qing started crying...

And he found himself stepping in anyway.

"Li Zhou, I really wasn't planning to cry just now... I even talked back to her."

Like a scolded puppy, she now drooped her head dejectedly. "She started it with me first."

"I saw."

Tang Qing looked up in surprise. "What? You saw?"

As if suddenly realizing something, her ears went red at the tips. "Then... you heard everything I said just now?"

Like a little white rabbit, she picked at her fingers nervously, her voice small. "Was I... a little too fierce just now?"

Li Zhou chuckled.

"You could've been fiercer."

"Tang Qing, as Sheng Baihui's guest, you could've been even more assertive in that situation earlier."

Li Zhou had watched the whole scene clearly. When Li Xiaer was being aggressive, he'd thought Tang Qing wouldn't be able to handle it.

He truly never expected his usually timid and meek wife to have such a fire in her.

It really proved that Chinese saying—even a rabbit will bite when pushed too far.

"Do you want that injury on your hand looked at?"

"You could ask Mrs. Zhang for help."

Tang Qing immediately shook her head, waving her hands. "No need, it'll go away soon."

Then she looked up, sneaking a peek at Li Zhou's expression before cautiously asking:

"Li Zhou, just now... were you concerned about me?"

Taken aback by the question, Mr. Li coughed abruptly, as if trying to conceal something.

"I've got things to do. I’ll take my leave."

Without giving a direct answer, Li Zhou walked off awkwardly.

"Tang Qing, Li Zhou’s Love Points for you just increased—it’s now at 32," the system piped up, sounding mischievous. "Hehehe, it started rising when you were arguing with Li Xiaer. Seems like the powerful CEO likes seeing you stand up for yourself?"

"He’s just surprised by my change, that’s all."

Hearing about the increase in Love Points, Tang Qing dropped her innocent act and reverted to the Siren’s usual seductive look, saying coolly,

"Li Zhou has always hated how meek I was. Now that he’s suddenly discovered the rabbit has a temper, isn’t his interest piqued?"

Just as she was about to leave, Tang Qing heard a familiar voice.

"Tang Qing?"

It was Zhong Jiaze.

She hadn’t expected to bump into her new neighbor again.

Under the moonlight, Tang Qing stood in the center of the courtyard, draped in a white gown that lent her a soft glow. Her long hair cascaded down, making her appear strangely demure.

She looked completely different from the Tang Qing who had cooked for him days ago, which took Zhong Jiaze by surprise.

"Lawyer Zhong."

"I didn’t expect to see you here."

As she approached slowly, the sequins on her dress shimmered under the moonlight, catching the light.

"You look amazing tonight," Zhong Jiaze remarked. "The dress suits you."

"Lawyer Zhong, did you drive here tonight?"

"Once the banquet ends, can I catch a ride with you?" Under the moonlight, Tang Qing smiled gently, her eyes smiling.