What if I haven't seen Siheyuan?

Qin Huairu, who had already walked out of the infirmary, looked hurried. There was no trace of the bright smile on her originally pretty face that she had when she was playing around with Yan Xiaoyao and Liu Lan in the infirmary just now.

At this moment, her brows were furrowed, like two closed gates, locking in the sorrow in her heart. Her lips were tightly pursed, with stiff lines, as if she was trying to lock up the worries that were about to burst out of her heart.

Her steps were hurried and hurried, as if every step was on the beat of an anxious drum, and the breeze gently lifted the corners of her clothes.

The crazy scene of several people in the infirmary at noon kept replaying in her mind. At this moment, her heart was like the surface of the sea raging in a storm. Anxiety and uneasiness intertwined and surged, almost swallowing her whole.

"Could it be that Yan Xiaoyao is just looking for something new and is using Liu Lan and me for fun?" The more she thought about it, the more flustered she became. Her thoughts were like a tangled mess and she couldn't sort them out.

"He has such good conditions, he is young, promising, handsome, and his salary is enviable. His future is bright. But what about Liu Lan and I? We both have families to support, and we no longer have the capital of youth. Moreover, I am several years older than Liu Lan, and almost 8 years older than Yan Xiaoyao. Now I am 30, how many years of youth do I have left? If one day he gets tired of me, how can I live?"

Qin Huairu was so worried all the way that her feet felt like they were filled with lead and were extremely heavy. Before she knew it, she returned to the workshop, still immersed in deep worry.

The machines in the workshop roared, and workers were busy shuttling around. Qin Huairu walked to her workstation and stared at the machine in front of her with empty eyes, as if it was a strange and scary monster. She mechanically put on her gloves and picked up the tools, her movements slow and stiff.

When the team leader passed by her, he couldn't help but remind her, "Qin Huairu, be alert and don't make any mistakes!" She seemed to have just woken up from a dream. She nodded slightly and said, "I know, team leader." But her mind was still wandering.

She started the machine, and the harsh sound echoed in her ears, but it could not pull her back from her chaotic thoughts. The parts in her hands seemed clumsy and disorderly under her operation. The movements that should have been skillful and smooth became stumbling at this moment. Sweat flowed down her forehead, and she did not bother to wipe it off, letting it blur her eyes.

Occasionally, the workers next to her would talk to her, but she would respond absentmindedly, not listening to what they were saying at all. For the entire afternoon, she was like a puppet with its soul taken away, repeating mechanical movements lifelessly in the workshop, and spent the long hours in a daze.

On the other side, Li Youde, who had just finished lunch, was sitting leisurely on the spacious sofa in the office. He was comfortably sinking into the soft sofa, with one hand gently resting on the armrest and the other holding a cup of steaming hot tea. He squinted his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a satisfied smile.

As he sipped his tea, he recalled the experience with the young woman from the Personnel Department that morning. A smug look appeared on his face, and he thought to himself, "Haha, I, Li Youde, have finally regained my masculinity! The little pills made from the ancient recipe that Yan Xiaoyao gave me are really amazing. They let me show off my power in front of that young woman. Look at her coquettish look, but she is completely obedient to me."

"The little pills that Yan Xiaoyao made using the ancient recipe are really effective." He continued to mutter in his heart, "This is really my treasure, I will definitely ask him for more next time. With this good thing, why would I be afraid of not being able to raise my head in front of those women? I want them to all throw themselves into my arms and surround me, and see who dares to look down on me, Li Youde!" Thinking of this, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, as if he had already seen the scene of many women flocking to him.

Then, he began to ponder: "There is only one small pill left. Which woman should I go to prove myself tonight? Is it that widow who still has charm? Or the little girl in the factory who is flirting with me? The widow is experienced and may make me feel more comfortable; the little girl is young and energetic and can satisfy my desire to conquer. Oh, it's really hard to decide." His expression was sometimes excited, sometimes hesitant, and the inner entanglement made his brows slightly frowned.

As for his wife Zhao Xiulan, Li Youde didn't care about her at all. After all, the two of them were in a political marriage, and it was only by playing some dishonorable tricks that Li Youde got his father-in-law to agree to marry the tigress.

After their marriage, the two of them rarely communicated. Every time Zhao Xiulan saw him, she would either look at him coldly, beat him, or scold him. Her ferocious appearance was like a female demon with bared fangs and claws, which made Li Youde avoid her, and his heart was filled with disgust and aversion.

"Hmph, that tigress doesn't have any woman's gentleness at all. I'm having a good time out there, so what does it have to do with her? If it weren't for the fact that my father-in-law is still useful to me, I would have divorced her long ago." He thought angrily, with a hint of disdain on his face.

With the addition of Liu Lan to the infirmary, Yan Xiaoyao felt that time was passing by in the blink of an eye.

Liu Lan's laughter seemed to inject a stream of lively fresh air into this small medical room, immersing Yan Xiaoyao in a relaxed and joyful atmosphere.

Sometimes he sat at the table, concentrating on reading a book, and sometimes he looked up, with a smile in his eyes, teasing Liu Lan. Liu Lan either responded coquettishly or glared at him in pretend anger. This back-and-forth interaction filled the infirmary with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Before they knew it, it was time to get off work. Yan Xiaoyao put down the book in his hand and stretched his body, while Liu Lan sorted out her clothes.

After leaving the infirmary, the two of them immediately put away the intimacy on their faces and pretended to be acquainted. Yan Xiaoyao walked forward with big strides without looking around, while Liu Lan followed carefully not far behind him.

They left the steel mill together, and when they arrived at the factory gate, Yan Xiaoyao turned his head slightly, winked at Liu Lan, and then they each walked towards their homes. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on them, casting two long shadows that gradually moved away.

After Yan Xiaoyao left the factory, he thought that today was the first day that Wang Defa and his team came to work, and he was afraid that the group of beasts in the yard would cause trouble, so he strode home.

As a result, before they had walked far, they saw an old man Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu in front of them.

After several people met together,

Uncle Yi Zhonghai looked a little unnatural because of the scene at the gate of the steel mill in the morning. He forced a smile and nodded to Yan Xiaoyao, but the smile seemed to be glued to his face, very stiff.

Afterwards, he walked with his head down, his eyes fixed on the road beneath his feet, as if there was some treasure on the ground that was worth his full attention.

As for Sha Zhu, he had been feeling jealous since he saw Qin Huairu and Yan Xiaoyao looking so happy when they were talking at noon.

"What's so good about Yan Xiaoyao? Qin Huairu actually smiles so sweetly at him!" He thought angrily, "Hmph, he's just a young boy, why is Qin Huairu so bewitched by him?" He snorted coldly at Yan Xiaoyao, and that snort was full of jealousy and dissatisfaction.

After humming, his eyes were fixed on Qin Huairu's twisting figure as she walked, his eyes were fixed on her, and it felt like countless ants were crawling in his heart.

"With Qin Huairu's figure and looks, why doesn't she look at me a little more?" He was unwilling. "What is the charm of Yan Xiaoyao that can make Qin Huairu so interested in him? How can I, Shazhu, be inferior to him?" His face still showed that silly and obsessed look.

The moment Qin Huairu saw Yan Xiaoyao, a hint of surprise and desire flashed in her eyes.

She really wanted to walk up to Yan Xiaoyao and greet him intimately.

However, when she thought of the ridiculous behavior of the three people in the infirmary at noon, she felt as if her face was burned, burning hot. So, she could only resist the impulse in her heart, smiled at Yan Xiaoyao, nodded, and said softly: "Yan Xiaoyao, you are off work now too!" After that, she lowered her eyes and continued walking in silence.

Yan Xiaoyao took in all the reactions of these people and couldn't help but smile. He thought to himself, "This is indeed more interesting than reading a novel. Qin Huairu's acting is amazing. She is so worried, yet she can pretend to be so calm. No wonder they say women are good at acting!"

Just like that, with different thoughts in their minds, several people walked towards the courtyard in silence.