After Transmigrating into the Book, I Married the Male Lead’s Mortal Enemy – Chapter 50

Ch 50: Not Angry Anymore

Therefore, Qiao Rong very naturally shifted her gaze away.

Fu Beijun, seeing Qiao Rong like this, couldn’t help but purse his lips and smile.

However, just as the corners of his lips curved up, he suddenly felt very strange. Why was he smiling?

That strange feeling rose in his heart, so he changed the subject: “It shouldn’t hurt so much now, right?”

“Yes, thank you,” Qiao Rong said.

“You really are very different from before,” Fu Beijun gave her a deep look.

Hearing this sentence, Qiao Rong’s heart skipped a beat.

Fu Beijun seems to always think she has become very strange. Could he have discovered something?

If he knew she wasn’t the same Qiao Rong, would he think she was a monster?

The more Qiao Rong thought about it, the more frightened she became.

She felt that she really should find an opportunity to draw a line between herself and Fu Beijun, and not have too much contact.

He is a smart person, it must be difficult not to notice anything unusual.

“It’s just that, I felt that being like I was before would offend a lot of people. After being beaten once, I felt I should turn over a new leaf.”

Fu Beijun heard Qiao Rong’s cautious words. What she said seemed to make some sense. She had indeed offended him severely before.

He once thought about teaching her a lesson.

But during this time, her efforts have made his anger disappear, and he even feels a little guilty about wanting to use her.

It’s strange that such a cold person like him would actually soften his heart.

Fu Beijun looked at the injury on her hand, then stood up: “Let’s go.”

“Okay,” Qiao Rong nodded.

At this moment, a woman was about to walk into the pharmacy when she saw Fu Beijun and stopped.

“Beijun,” the woman called out.

Fu Beijun looked at the woman, paused, then called out, “Mom.”

Hearing Fu Beijun’s words, Qiao Rong’s body stiffened slightly. She turned her head and looked at the woman.

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The woman looked very gentle and refined. Because of her illness, her body was very weak, as if she would fall over with a gust of wind. Also because of her illness, her face was very haggard.

She was the same age as Guo Zhenbao, but looked a few years older.

This is Fu Beijun’s mother, Ye Mei. Before, the original owner had even gone to her and provoked her.

Right, that’s why when she first transmigrated, Fu Beijun’s hatred for her was so deep.

She only hoped that Ye Mei wouldn’t get excited again when she saw her, and then have another attack.

Qiao Rong really wished she could disappear on the spot.

Ye Mei also saw Qiao Rong. Her gaze lingered on Qiao Rong’s face for three seconds, with a look of shock: “You…”

Was this the girl who had caused trouble in her ward before?

She looked quite similar, but her clothes and style didn’t seem to be the flamboyant style from before.

She was wearing a school uniform, which made her look well-behaved.

Qiao Rong gave Ye Mei a very shy smile: “Aunt Ye, hello.”

“Are you the girl who caused trouble in my ward before and spoke very rudely?” Ye Mei had a bad impression of Qiao Rong, so she wasn’t polite in her words.

She still remembered when Qiao Rong said that her family had a lot of money, and if she wanted to live well, she should let her son be with her. She was almost angered to death at the time, and had a heart attack directly.

Now, seeing Qiao Rong, she could still recall the scene at that time.

Seeing Ye Mei so angry, Fu Beijun was about to say something, when Qiao Rong suddenly bowed to Ye Mei: “Auntie, I’m sorry. I was like that at the time because I was young and ignorant. My parents beat me up when I got back. I’ve already reflected on it and received my retribution. I hope you won’t hold it against me, Auntie. Really, I’ll never be so unreasonable again. Can you forgive me?”

Qiao Rong’s tone was aggrieved, and her eyes were pitiful, like a puppy abandoned by its owner, trying its best to please its new owner.

Looking at Qiao Rong like this, Ye Mei suddenly wasn’t angry anymore.