Starlight Has No Past Chapter 36 Part2

Starlight Has No Past
Chapter 36 Part 2

Ye Qiao felt she had been wronged by Qianxi: “What do you mean ‘together'?”
Qianxi, with a disdainful expression on her face, said: “You aren't together? He even chased you to our home. Don't tell me that you didn't bring him here and he just google searched our address.”
Ye Qiao mindfully listened to the noise coming from the bathroom and said in a small voice: “We aren't together. Don't make things up.”
Qianxi gasped with surprise and Ye Qiao covered her mouth just in time. Ye Qiao didn't release her hand until Qianxi had calmed down. Qianxi took a deep breath: “It can't be! You aren't together!” She said in disbelief. “So it was all true when you told me that you didn't know, weren't clear, and never asked him? You aren't pulling my leg?”
Ye Qiao nodded. She was wondering depressedly how she was going to handle the situation after Zhou Tingsheng had caused such a big fuss about their relationship.

Qianxi knelt on the bed and got closer to her cousin: “So you got to know him a little more after my mother's detailed interrogation.” Ye Qiao replied: “En.” Then she heard Qianxi asked in exasperation: “Then, what about now, about that thing? Haven't you asked him yet?”
Ye Qiao shook her head: “What do you think?”
Qianxi shouted: “My dear cousin!” She pounded the bed: “He has already come here. If you think he doesn't like you, I'll cut my head off!”
The sound of water stopped right when Qianxi said she would cut her head off.

Qianxi's smile on her face suddenly froze and she slowly turned her head around. Fortunately, he was still inside the bathroom. She buried her head into Ye Qiao's chest like an ostrich: “Cousin…...though I had said a lot of bad things about him, you don't have to care about them. I just thought something is better known beforehand than the unknown. But now that I think about it, they aren't necessarily bad things. At least the two of you come from the same family background and you like each other. Not like me. My Doctor Fu doesn't come from a good family, I don't even know how to tell my dad.”

Ye Qiao had guessed the reason long ago. She patted Qianxi's head: “It'll be alright. Just talk to them nicely. Though grandma is rather old fashioned, she isn't stubborn.”
Qianxi sighed: “When your mother wanted to marry your father, I heard it was a terrible struggle. In the end, though your father married into the family, he was constantly under pressure from grandpa and grandma. It got better only after he became famous, but your mother got sick…...Ah, with an example like that right in front of us, it's much more difficult for me to marry someone like Doctor Fu!”
Qianxi was busy with self-pity and hadn't realized that she had brought up some unhappy memories for Ye Qiao until she looked up at her cousin. Feeling down, she muttered and mumbled: “Ah, cousin…...I don't mean that……”

The door to the bathroom suddenly opened. Zhou Tingsheng came out and saw Qianxi holding Ye Qiao on the bed.
Qianxi, stunned at the sight of Zhou Tingsheng, jumped up: “Ah, cousin-in-law! I'm not occupying your bed on purpose! Hehehehe, I'm leaving……” Before she jumped off the bed, she gave Ye Qiao a look and slid a hand across her neck: “Cousin, remember what I just said!” She ran out of the room and closed the door behind her.
Ye Qiao was speechless. Who would want to cut her head off.

Zhou Tingsheng stood before the bed and looked downward at Ye Qiao: “What did she say?”
Ye Qiao raised her eyebrows: “Nothing.” She looked up at Zhou Tingsheng, who was now wearing her uncle's old fashioned blue and white plaid pajamas. The pajamas loosely hung over his body, looking more like a hospital gown. Ye Qiao couldn't stop a chuckle from escaping her lips.
Zhou Tingsheng joined her on the bed and grabbed her: “What are you laughing at? En?”
“I'm laughing at how ugly you look…...It's really ugly.” Zhou Tingsheng tickled her. Ye Qiao tried to hold her laughter in out of fear of waking her grandma. She gripped her teeth: “Why can't I say that you look ugly!”
After tickling for a while, Zhou Tingsheng could feel the familiar smooth touch of her skin even from outside the fabric. His fingers abruptly stopped moving and released his hold on Ye Qiao. He then suddenly sat up on the bed.