Chapter 1783 - Something Is Fishy (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The editor had already walked up to Ye Qianqian. Just when she was about to say something, she noticed that Ye Qianqian’s eyes were completely red.

Ye Qianqian stared at the call log on her phone screen. Her eyes inevitably brimmed with tears.

The editor never expected Ye Qianqian to behave like this. Within the three to four years she had worked at the company, nobody in the office had ever seen Ye Qianqian cry.

Ye Qianqian’s tears trickled down from her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away and said, “It’s nothing.”

When they sat down again, the editor no longer maintained the overbearing stance she displayed earlier. Instead, she approached Ye Qianqian and gently asked, “What’s wrong?”

Ye Qianqian tried hard to force the corners of her lips to curl up into a smile, but the muscles were rigid beyond reason. Her smiling face looked even uglier than how she looked when she cried.

The editor’s heart ached when she saw that. After she pulled out a piece of tissue, she handed it over to Ye Qianqian before she comforted her and said, “Alright, alright.”

Everything was fine before the editor said that. After the words came out of her mouth, Ye Qianqian could feel the gaze of all the people around her.

Ye Qianqian’s lips turned down into a pout. She could not help but weep softly and yell out between her sobs, “I’m fine. Go away, this is so embarrassing.”

The editor was so entertained by her words that she almost burst out laughing. She would have done so if it wasn’t for the fact that she found it inappropriate to do so while Ye Qianqian was crying.

After a gentle cough, the editor said, “In that case, I’ll leave.”

“Wait!” Ye Qianqian blurted out amidst her sobs.

The editor stopped in her tracks. She turned her head around before she asked, “What’s up?”

“I want to take a day off!”

The editor gave in.

…

By the time she took a cab and reached home, Fang Tongtong had already left.

Ye Qianqian called Fang Tongtong numerous times throughout her journey home. Initially, nobody answered the call. Subsequently, the call no longer went through. It was obvious that Fang Tongtong had blacklisted her phone number.

The items that belonged to Fang Tongtong had been cleared away from the house. Ye Qianqian sat down on the sofa and was lost in a trance as she stared at the ceiling above her head.