Chapter 114: Don’t Be Close-minded. Isn’t He Just A Man? (2)

Yu Xingzhi kept his head down and revealed an extremely upset expression.

Lady Guo sobbed and left the room.

Yu Xingzhi silently sat there momentarily and then he stood up, twisting a towel dry from the basin.

Then, he kneeled in front of Zhou Dujuan, carefully and patiently washing her face and hands.

…

Zhou Xiaoxiao woke up and found her face covered in tears.

No, I have to find a way to return.

She recalled what the elder princess had said to her.

When you interact with water, you will return to the modern world. When you interact with fire, you will come back.

Interact with fire, interact with fire…

Zhou Xiaoxiao climbed over and found a candle in her drawer.

After she ignited it, she looked around the room and there was no reaction.

Was the fire too small?

She thought about it and found an iron basin, ripping piles of paper and igniting a fire.

There was still no reaction.

She even placed her hand in fire, hissing in pain.

It still didn’t work.

Until she startled her parents and brothers from the noises.

Everyone rushed into the room when they heard her fussing, stopping her absurd actions.

…

After a while, under Zhou Xiaoxiao’s parents’ care, she quickly recovered.

This time, she returned to the studio of her own store.

The moment she walked in, her two employees, Li Hongmei and Ke Dingqi stood in a line and welcome her back.

“Ding dong! Let’s welcome our leader back!”

The store manager, Lin Zhihua, even gave her a bouquet of roses.

Zhou Xiaoxiao pretended to be deep in thought and placed her hands on her waist, waving her hands and said, “Very good, very good. I know it must be hard on everyone.”

As a result, all four women started laughing.

Although Zhou Xiaoxiao had been recuperating for a while, the studio was still operating regularly and thoroughly under the store manager, Lin Zhihua’s leadership.

The data and accounts of their performances looked very good too.

Zhou Xiaoxiao sat in the control room and took out all sorts of tools, attempting to make some snacks from ancient time after she transmigrated over.

While creating it, she recorded the steps on a paper.

Lin Zhihua moved over and took a look, sighing, “Xiaoxiao, did you go to recuperate or to cultivate into a god? How come your handwriting looks legible now? Look, look. You even wrote in traditional Chinese characters. You’re acting cool now?!”

Zhou Xiaoxiao silently stared at the tip of the brush. After 3-4 years of living in the ancient times, it had gradually and silently changed her writing habits.

She slowly started moving the brush against the figure, outlining an ancient man’s figure on the paper.

She reached over and gently caressed his silhouette.

She sighed and said, “You guys can go to work. I’m going out to get some air.”

…

The city Zhou Xiaoxiao was in had a huge river too, called Jiujiang.

Jiujian spanned across the center of the city and there was a magnificent bridge that connected the endpoints of the river.

Zhou Xiaoxiao stood in the middle of the river, leaning against the banister and staring at the river water flowing.

The day she drowned, the currents were urgent and deep like this.

The moment her hands slipped from Yu Xingzhi’s grip, she could still hear Yu Xingzhi’s ear-piercing scream.

Zhou Xiaoxiao covered her ears and tightly shut her eyes.

What should I do? How can I go back?

…

She suddenly felt a pair of arms around her waist and pulling her back.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was shocked and subconsciously took a step back, knocking her elbow against her opponent.

She turned around and pressed on a pressure point easily, hearing a soft groan.

She saw a police officer clutching his stomach on the ground.

Zhou Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes and was stunned. “Senior Weipan? How come it’s you?”

Chen Weipan clutched his stomach and got off the ground, feeling shocked and ashamed.

Even though he was off guard, he still felt embarrassed for being beaten by a delicate junior sister since he was a police officer.

“Junior sister, don’t be close-minded. Isn’t it just a man?” He rubbed his stomach and advised.

In his heart, he said: This junior sister looks intelligent and quick-witted, with nice skills. Who knew that she would seek death because of a man. I didn’t think she would come here to jump off the bridge in broad daylight.

After all, women were women and they were all the same. Whenever they broke up, they would throw a tantrum.