CHAPTER 1590: CHAPTER 1591: MESSING AROUND

But Du Yanan, who grew up in a slightly conservative family, was different. After screaming, she rushed into the kitchen and came out with a pair of scissors!

You looked at Du Yanan speechlessly, but you didn’t run away. Instead, you casually sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV with the remote. At that moment, a scissors commercial was playing on TV: "For unraveling threads and unpacking parcels, Zhang Xiaoquan scissors—cut it all!"

Before Du Yanan, holding the scissors, could move forward, Li Qiyi grabbed her: "Yanan, what are you doing? Put the scissors down!"

Du Yanan looked at her good friend with an aggrieved expression: "Elder Sister Qiyi, this bastard showed me his filthy stuff!"

"Hey, I haven’t even accused you of sexual harassment, yet you’ve already falsely accused me."

Saying so, you deliberately struck a pose with your legs crossed, because to the two girls, you appeared to be just wrapped in a towel, not wearing pants. This large movement could likely loosen the towel, and then—Li Qiyi dared not think further.

Fortunately, the towel did not come undone. You crossed your legs, smugly biting an apple, making an exaggerated chewing sound.

At this moment, seeing Du Yanan’s expression, you felt truly satisfied.

"You, you must have done it on purpose!" Seeing your shameless stance, Du Yanan was even more furious, yelling at you loudly.

In reality, although Du Yanan was ostensibly being held back by Li Qiyi, she actually didn’t know what she intended to do if she rushed forward. Although she shouted about cutting off your vital part, she couldn’t do such a thing. So when Li Qiyi held her, she didn’t really struggle, merely shouting symbolically, and waving the scissors to vent her displeasure.

However, you didn’t seem to want to let Du Yanan off so easily, planning to vent all the bullying you suffered in childhood in one go.

At this point, under the astonished gazes of the two girls, you slowly stood up, a subtle smile forming on your face, causing Du Yanan to grit her teeth.

"What’s he going to do?"

That was the only thought in the hearts of the two girls at that moment.

You walked silently up to Du Yanan, your smile growing more lewd.

Just as Du Yanan was about to speak, she saw you reach for your waist and grab the towel covering your lower body.

Then with a grin, you suddenly whipped the towel from your waist into the air!

"Ah—"

Du Yanan instinctively screamed, covering her eyes tightly with both hands while hurling insults at you at the top of her lungs: "You, you bastard! Pervert!"

Li Qiyi, who was originally holding Du Yanan, was also shocked at first, but knowing her brother, she realized that you were already wearing a pair of shorts underneath when you whipped off the towel.

Although relieved, she felt a slight disappointment inside—"Oh, what am I thinking?"

Internally, Li Qiyi chastised herself several times. Ever since you came back, she found her once peaceful mind has been disrupted.

For the past six years, Li Qiyi had been searching for you, trying every possible method.

Initially, she and your mother both thought you’d been kidnapped. During that period, Li Qiyi and your mother traveled across the country, got to know many people, and tried many channels, but always heard nothing.

Until three years ago, when your father was seriously ill, you, who had vanished seemingly into thin air, miraculously appeared again in the hospital corridor outside the operating room.

When your mother, whose mind had already collapsed, saw you appear, she rushed up at once, holding her son tightly and repeatedly patting your shoulder, angrily scolding with tears in her eyes.

Assuming that now you’ve returned, you’d stay, but unexpectedly, as soon as your father’s condition stabilized, you disappeared again, leaving only a note with a few simple words: "I have something to do, leaving first, will return in a few years."

After that, your mother stopped making major efforts to find her son, only occasionally asking Li Qiyi how many days you had been gone and when you’d come back.

Of course, Li Qiyi didn’t know either, but she kept replying, "Soon, soon."

In the three years that followed, Li Qiyi stepped into society, entering the so-called big melting pot.

Li Qiyi’s arrival attracted the pursuit of many of society’s elites. In the first year, busy with work, she showed a frosty demeanor, using a 360-degree, all-day, no-dead-angle defense to ward off everyone. Once, when she discovered her boss slipping a drug into her coffee, she decisively called the police and left the company without looking back. She then chose her current boss, a recognized female powerhouse in the industry, Cen Nong.

Cen Nong, unlike many so-called powerful women, did not rely on her husband or family influence to reach her current status. She built it entirely on her own vision and decisions.

Cen Nong remains unmarried to this day, but she adopted a daughter, which she says she felt destined to meet.

Back then, Cen Nong had her beloved man, and she also once thought that man was her everything, that they would love each other for a lifetime.

But brutal reality shattered the beautiful dream Cen Nong painstakingly wove into pieces.

On a trip, the travel bus carrying Cen Nong and her boyfriend broke down in a relatively remote area near the Southeast border, and at that time, a group of foreign robbers appeared. In a moment of crisis, Cen Nong’s boyfriend, who usually promised her eternal protection, not only failed to protect her but even pushed her toward the robbers to save himself!

That was the darkest day of Cen Nong’s life. In that place, whose name she still cannot utter, she lost everything.

The treacherous boyfriend also died at the hands of those inhuman robbers afterward, but at that time, Cen Nong felt no sorrow, as she was enduring greater and more pain!

Ultimately, Cen Nong survived through gritted teeth because she could not die, thinking about her mother, who had a crippled leg and brain injury, back home.

Cen Nong was saved by two men whose appearances she couldn’t distinguish, only remembering one was called Phoenix—a rather peculiar nickname. Accompanying Cen Nong’s survival was a three-year-old girl whose parents had been killed by the robbers, whom Cen Nong had been caring for. Later, learning the girl had no other relatives, Cen Nong determinedly decided to raise her as her own child.

Since then, Cen Nong has had no intimate contact with any men, rejecting all invitations, apart from work-related matters, spending more of her time on nurturing the little girl.