Chapter 2265: Reluctant to Give Up

The anger churning in his chest had nowhere to vent.

Chu Tiankuo simply grabbed the wine bottle he had been drinking from and smashed it fiercely against the floor.

Afterward, he roared: "Bring more wine!"

The butler did not go to get any, but instead reminded him in a gentle tone: "The Doctor advised you not to drink, you should still..."

"Shut up!"

With a roar from Chu Tiankuo, the butler was too frightened to speak further.

Yet his silence did not appease Chu Tiankuo's anger.

Instead, Chu Tiankuo grabbed the butler by the throat and kept tightening his fingers.

At the same time, he spoke grimly: "Every one of you is a nuisance to me; I get annoyed just looking at you!"

The butler was already unable to breathe.

His complexion was as white as paper.

The servants nearby saw this scene and were terrified.

Yet not a single person dared to speak.

Because in this situation, whoever opened their mouth would be the next one to suffer...

Fortunately, the telephone rang.

Only then did Chu Tiankuo let go, tossing the butler onto the floor like trash.

Not until Chu Tiankuo's figure disappeared from the living room did a servant come over to help the butler up.

The servant supporting the butler couldn't help but complain: "The master's temper is becoming more and more unpredictable."

The butler took a few deep breaths before his complexion barely recovered.

Then he said in a hoarse voice: "The young master is only unable to control himself because he saw the news about that woman."

"Then can he not look at it? He gets himself worked up, and in the end, we are the ones who suffer; who knows, one day we might even die at his hands!"

"If you are afraid, you can leave."

Upon hearing this, the servant fell silent.

It wasn't that this person had a masochistic streak, knowing it was dangerous yet refusing to leave.

It was because Chu Tiankuo paid too much.

Although Chu Tiankuo had a bad temper, he was truly generous with his money.

The salary any random servant received here was comparable to that of a high-level white-collar worker.

So even if they harbored complaints, no one intended to leave.

The butler naturally knew the servants' thoughts, and he sighed: "Be more careful in the future."

No one around spoke.

The atmosphere in the room was incomparably oppressive.

During the school lunch break, Li Moning and her classmate Ling Xiaoxiao finished lunch and sat on a bench in the small woods to chat.

Ling Xiaoxiao had a lively personality and a sweet appearance.

When she spoke, she was animated and vivid, very infectious.

Moreover, she and Li Moning were compatible in personality, and the two could always chat well together.

But today, it was Ling Xiaoxiao doing all the talking.

The person beside her had been silent for a long time.

Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't stand this person's silence, so she reached out and waved in front of Li Moning, calling out: "Momo?"

Li Moning blinked and turned her head to look over: "What's wrong?"

"I should be the one asking you what's wrong; why are you always absent-minded today?"

After finishing, Ling Xiaoxiao contradicted herself: "No, your state has been off for the past two days; did you encounter some troubling matter?"

A troubling matter...

Not really.

Li Moning just couldn't quite figure something out.

She looked down at her bracelet and reached out to touch it.

Then she asked her good friend a question: "Tell me, if someone says you are his little sister, what do you think he means?"

Ling Xiaoxiao knew Li Moning's secret.

So as soon as she heard this, she asked with a face full of teasing: "Could this be something said by that great photographer?"

Li Moning was a bit shy.

But she still nodded.

"Hey, this means the great photographer is either flirting with you, or he really sees you as a little sister."

Although Li Moning didn't want to admit it, but... it could only be the second case.

Because Li Moning didn't even have the chance to flirt with Qingkong.

Thinking about it is truly miserable!

Li Moning sighed heavily.

She looked up at the sky and muttered: "In his eyes, am I very unappealing?"

"You, unappealing? On our school's confession wall, you receive the most anonymous confessions! And love letters, people blocking the classroom door to confess, giving you gifts..."

Ling Xiaoxiao began to count on her fingers.

Li Moning interrupted: "The examples you gave are all peers; with a larger age gap, they don't appreciate this kind of appeal."

This...

Ling Xiaoxiao's emotional world is a blank slate.

She has also never been in contact with mature, charming, and outstanding men.

Therefore, she cannot offer any advice.

Twirling her hair with her finger, Ling Xiaoxiao also began to lament: "Honestly, the gap in age is not easy to bridge."

"But, I can make myself more mature!"

Ling Xiaoxiao did not think this was a good method.

She reminded Li Moning: "Qingkong has worked with so many models; what kind of beauties has he not seen? Relying only on appearance cannot move him."

That is true.

Qingkong is not a playboy.

An outstanding appearance and a seductive figure are ineffective on him.

Realizing this point, Li Moning felt very dejected.

However, she quickly cheered up again: "I have read many books and have common ground with him! Look, this counts as a meeting of souls, right!"

"Fine, even if your souls are a match, then why hasn't Qingkong made any other moves toward you?"

"Because... because..."

Li Moning had the answer in her heart.

But she did not want to say it out loud.

Ling Xiaoxiao, however, did not give her a chance to evade, saying directly: "Because he isn't into you."

The truth is just that cruel.

Li Moning let her shoulders droop, her whole person feeling so dejected.

Seeing her like this, Ling Xiaoxiao could not help but advise: "With your conditions, what kind of outstanding boy couldn't you find? Why must you hang yourself on Qingkong?"

"But I really like him. It isn't easy to meet someone you like; if I give up without trying, I feel like I will regret it."

As Li Moning spoke, she felt a sour sensation in her heart.

That sour, astringent feeling made her vision gradually blur.

Tears began to fall drop by drop.

Ling Xiaoxiao had never seen Li Moning so sad, so she hurriedly handed over a tissue.

Afterwards, she sighed with heartache: "You, you are usually so clever, why is it that when you encounter matters of the heart, you won't turn back until you hit a brick wall."

To tell the truth, Ling Xiaoxiao could not understand Li Moning's persistence.

But she also could not bear to see her good friend so unhappy.

So after lamenting, she came up with an idea: "They say love grows with time; perhaps if you find an opportunity to let you two interact more, sparks might fly!"

Love grows with time?

Li Moning thought for a moment, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Afterwards, she said to Ling Xiaoxiao excitedly: "My second brother only got results because he lived with the girl he liked!!"

"Ah?" Ling Xiaoxiao gasped after hearing this, "You, you want to cohabit with Qingkong!?"

"What are you talking about, where did your mind go! I mean, this method of love growing with time is effective!"

Hearing Li Moning's explanation, Ling Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

She patted her chest and said: "You scared me to death; we are still young, we must not cross the line."

Li Moning said awkwardly: "I know, Qingkong is not that kind of person either."

"Oh, so you are that kind of person?"