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He didn't say anything either, but walked back with me.
Although the two of us were walking together, it felt like we were strangers, not uttering a single word along the way, silently heading home. After he took a shower, I stayed in the living room for a while, unsure of what to do, and eventually went upstairs.
Seeing the computer and the pile of drawing tools reminded me that I still had unfinished tasks. I quickly took out my sketchbook, scanned some unfinished comics onto the computer, then edited and colored them, adding the corresponding text.
Once that was done, I went back to check the posts I had sent out a couple of days ago and replied to those private messages.
It was only during these moments that my mood improved a bit. I stopped thinking about the chaotic things around me and immersed myself in one task, focusing on the content of each message and feeling happy from their compliments.
So when the knock on the door came, I didn't find it unusual. I still had a smile on my face, my eyes glued to the computer screen as I walked over to open the door and then ran back.
The entrance had been quiet for a long time until I finally realized something was off. Turning around, I saw Xiao Minxing standing there.
He was staring at my computer, expressionless and exuding a cold aura.
The moment I turned my head, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped, like a cold wave crashing in, causing me to shiver involuntarily. Slowly standing up from my chair, I asked, "You... haven't slept yet?"
He didn't answer me. His indifferent gaze swept across my face before landing on the computer as he asked, "What are you busy with?"
"Um, I've learned to use the computer in my studio now, so I..."
"Where did this equipment come from?" he asked.
I dared not say that I sold the jewelry he bought. Although he hadn't counted them himself and wouldn't notice if one piece was missing, I knew very well that saying something like that would be suicidal.
So after countless thoughts flashed through my mind, I still decided to lie.
"I borrowed money from Mina... and then I bought it online myself."
Xiao Minxing finally shifted his gaze away from the computer and stared at me intently, asking, "Why didn't you come to me?"
"You weren't around at that time, and I needed it urgently, so I borrowed from her first. After all, we're good friends; I'll just pay her back later, it's no big deal." I lowered my head, trying to downplay the situation so he wouldn't worry about it.
But Xiao Minxing let out a cold laugh: "Is that so? How are you going to pay her back?"
I really couldn't understand why he always had to remind me of my lack of money. Didn't he know that this was hurtful to my pride? That it was something I found embarrassing to admit?
Yes, that's exactly the effect he wanted; he wanted to hurt my pride. I was indeed a poor person. Even though marrying him meant I had no worries about food and clothing, I still had no money. In the Xiao Family, I still had no right to manage a single cent. Everything I received was merely his charity. So whatever he gave me was what I had; if he didn't give it, then I certainly couldn't have it.
If there were such a thing as a disease that one could catch from anger, I thought that before long, I might also faint in the rain like him.
Just like now, I was so angry that my chest felt tight, yet I couldn't utter a single word.
He stood right in front of me. Even though I kept my head down, I could still see his feet and his long legs covered by his pants. He wore a casual cotton T-shirt that hugged his muscular chest.
The air seemed to freeze; even breathing became difficult for me. All I could do was pray silently for him to leave soon; my mind couldn't think of anything else.
After standing there for what felt like an eternity, Xiao Minxing suddenly asked, "How much did it cost?"
I looked up at him, momentarily confused about what he meant by that question.
He looked at me without repeating himself, his gaze piercing straight into my eyes, devoid of any emotion or kindness.
I knew that if I didn't answer, I might not get through tonight, so I vaguely replied, "More than thirty thousand."
Without saying a word, he turned and walked outside.
As soon as I saw him leave the room, I cautiously let out a breath. However, before I could fully catch my breath, I saw him come back.
The air that had just circulated instantly froze again, and I carefully took a step back, wishing I could use a teleportation technique to escape this predicament.
He extended his arm forward, holding out a card between his fingers and said, "Give this back to her. You are not allowed to borrow money from anyone in the future. If you need something, you can come to me."
When I saw the card, I remembered that Xiao Minxing had given me one before. Although I had forgotten how much money was on it, I confirmed that he hadn't taken it back.
I also forgot to take the card from him and hurriedly rummaged through my drawer. Sure enough, I found a card quietly lying inside.
As I took it out, I swallowed hard and looked up at Xiao Minxing, who had an even darker expression on his face.
He probably didn't expect that I still had one hidden away. Perhaps this CEO Xiao didn't even know how much money he had himself, so he thought it was fine to spend it.
I regretted not discovering this sooner; otherwise, if I had taken the money out earlier, I might have been able to escape from here.
Now that he saw the card, he took back the one in his hand and glanced at it before saying, "If it's not enough, come find me."
I had used some of the money on this card for renting a place before. Although I didn't end up living there later, since I had paid the deposit upfront and they wouldn't refund it all, I did incur some losses. However, I remembered there should still be quite a bit left on it.
Hearing Xiao Minxing say this, I could only nod slightly.
He shot me a glare and said, "You’ve gone mute."
I opened my mouth, wanting to say no, but quickly realized what he meant. In this situation, I really didn't know what to say to him, so I closed my mouth again.
His face had turned a dark shade, his lips pressed into a line, and his hands clenched into fists, as if he could punch me to death at any moment.
I didn't dare look at him; I had retreated to the wall and my mind uncontrollably said, "Please don't be angry. I just don't know what to say to you."
This was entirely because I thought that if he got angry, it would worsen his condition. Although I didn't fully believe Yi Heng's words, it was always better not to provoke him before there was any new information.
Xiao Minxing squinted at me and after a long while relaxed his grip, saying, "Tell me what you are doing."
He glanced at the rapidly scrolling comments on the computer forum.
I realized that I had been telling him more and more lies. Perhaps what others said was true: once you tell one lie, you have to come up with a thousand more to cover it.
For example, could I tell Xiao Minxing that I was short on money and wanted to open the door to a new world in this way?
No, if I said that, he would probably strangle me immediately. So I had to come up with another lie: "I heard from a classmate that forums like this allow people to share their works, so I just wanted to send something out and see. Of course, mine is very poor and not presentable; I'm just curious—yes, curious."
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