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I pushed Cui Xiangdong out of my mind.
In the following days, I noticed that the Dance Troupe was facing problems. The investors suddenly withdrew their funding, and Dong Hua was running around trying to secure funds.
I couldn't help but ask her, "What on earth is going on?"
She gave a bitter smile and said, "It's nothing, I offended the boss."
"Ah?" I was worried. "Are you going to be okay?"
"Of course," she smiled at me. "Don't worry."
A few days later, I vaguely heard colleagues from the Dance Troupe gossiping about me behind my back.
"It's all Yang Fangfang's fault. She got special treatment and became part of the Dance Troupe; otherwise, we wouldn't have so many issues."
"Yeah, it's embarrassing that our Dong Hua is begging everyone for help."
"This Yang Fangfang is a disaster; wasn't she making a scene with that Cui guy back then?"
"Exactly, anything related to her is bound to bring trouble."
I felt a chill run down my spine. Could it really be Cui Xiangdong's doing?
I went to find Dong Hua, and after a long silence, she admitted it.
"But why would he do this?"
"He said he wants you to come back."
I laughed, "Is he out of his mind?"
Dong Hua looked at me and said, "I initially wanted to fire you directly, but... I have my own principles and don't want to be controlled by anyone."
I fell silent. After a while, I took out a card.
"This contains all my savings; you take it."
Dong Hua raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"
"I invest," I smiled. "No matter if I can earn it back or not, I accept it, as long as you can keep me."
"Of course," Dong Hua smiled. "Fangfang, your investment will definitely pay off."
I nodded. "I believe you."
I arranged to meet Cui Xiangdong.
I didn't want to get entangled with him any longer; I wanted to resolve the issue once and for all.
Cui Xiangdong quickly answered the call.
I asked him to meet at a tea house.
I got straight to the point and asked him, "Cui Xiangdong, what do you really want?"
He sighed. "Fangfang, it's just a matter of a dog between us; why must you..."
"A matter of a dog? Is that really how you think?"
"Of course," he nodded. "If you like dancing, I can support you; why must you..."
I laughed.
I picked up my teacup and suddenly splashed it in his face.
Cui Xiangdong was stunned, then became angry.
"Fangfang, you..."
"Cui Xiangdong, in your eyes, I'm just a dancer performing for others, right?"
I laughed.
"I knew it; you never regarded me as your wife."
"There is no love between us, no respect, no care; not even a dog would you spare for me."
"I don't know what I've done wrong for you to treat me this way."
"Fangfang..." he lowered his head. "I'm sorry; I really don't know."
I shook my head. "No, you never truly understood what I really wanted."
"What do you want?" he said with a bitter smile. "Isn't it just dancing? I can support you; you can join any Dance Troupe, or I can even build one for you."
"No." I looked at him, "What I want is your true love, not charity, not pity, but the love of a man for a woman."
"Cui Xiangdong, you have never loved me."
He suddenly looked up, "Who says I haven't loved you?"
"You only love yourself."
"You..." He stood up, "How can you be so cheap? Do you want to flaunt your promiscuity?"
I raised my hand and slapped him hard.
He covered his face, looking at me in disbelief.
"You..."
I picked up my bag and walked out decisively.
"Cui Xiangdong, I don't need you anymore."
"Yang Fangfang!" He shouted behind me, "You will regret this!"
I turned to look at him, "I won't."
I walked out of the teahouse, feeling the bright sunshine.
Cui Xiangdong, goodbye.
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