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"You’re not going? Then I won’t take this client, and the loss will be on you," she said sternly.
"I’ll take the loss; I don’t have any money anyway!"
"Didn’t you just get a raise a few days ago? And now you’re broke again?"
"I spent it all."
"I thought so! Why do you bring a lunch box to work every day? Can’t even afford takeout?"
"That’s a care package! A single dog wouldn’t understand!"
"What kind of care package consists of steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and shredded potatoes?" Yu Jiamin pouted at me. "No overtime is fine, but you owe me for the money I lent you when buying your house."
"Where’s the boss going? I’ll carry your bag!" In the next moment, I sulkily stormed into her office.
It wasn’t about accompanying clients; Yu Jiamin was taking me out to improve my meals.
In a private room of a high-end seafood restaurant, Yu Jiamin was serving me dishes left and right.
"Flattery without reason is either deceitful or thieving," I mumbled with my mouth full of crab meat.
"Eat if you want; if not..."
Her voice suddenly stopped. I was still waiting for that "get lost" remark when I looked up and saw Yu Jiamin staring intently at something behind me.
I turned my head cautiously. Outside the restaurant, at the entrance, a handsome young man was squatting down, tying a girl’s shoelaces.
The girl leaned over and whispered something in his ear, then slapped him across the face.
It felt as if she had slapped me instead.
That girl was Yao Hui.
I stood up to go find her, but Yu Jiamin grabbed my arm and shook her head at me.
"Whatever it is, we can talk about it later. Right now, eat!"
I sat dejectedly at the table, a whirlwind of confusion swirling within me. My mouth was filled with food that tasted like cardboard, and I couldn't recall how I managed to finish the meal. After paying the bill, Yu Jiamin drove me home.
As I got out of the car, Yu Jiamin cautioned me, "Be rational, don't act impulsively."
How could I not be impulsive? The sound of the door slamming echoed through the entire building, loud enough for all the neighbors to hear.
"Dong Xiaohui, have you lost your mind?" Yao Hui exclaimed, startled by my outburst. The cup in her hand slipped and shattered on the floor.
Fear quickly morphed into anger. "Who was that guy at the restaurant tying your shoelaces?"
"My brother, what's it to you?" To my surprise, her response was so straightforward.
"I had no idea you had a brother."
"Why should I have to tell you?"
A brother? Wait a minute, Yao Hui is an only child from a single-parent family. Even if she had a distant brother, they shouldn't be that close.
"Ha, you seem to have quite a few secrets from me."
"Dong Xiaohui, are you done making a scene? Don't think I don't know about you and your manager Yu; aren't you hiding something from me too?"
With that remark, I felt there was no need to hide anymore. "We’re just colleagues and friends; what do you mean by 'having something going on'? But you—why do you suddenly have this ambiguous brother? How many more like him do you have?"
"We're also siblings and friends; is it okay for you to have one but not for me?"
I was left speechless by her retort.
Having known each other for just six months and hastily married, there were indeed many things we didn't understand about each other.
In the heat of love, all that mattered was each other's virtues. But what happens after marriage? All the flaws are laid bare before one another; do the once fervent expectations still hold the same warmth?
"You... Hui, do you truly love me, or do you love the sense of security I provide? Or is it something else, like money..." My anger was doused abruptly, and I found myself unexpectedly calm.
My composure seemed to unsettle Yao Hui.
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