The bad value system is measuring values.

Chapter 187 is being reprinted...

The gentle morning light streamed through the restaurant's large windows, filling the spacious and brightly lit area.

Zhong Huanli stepped lightly into the place filled with the enticing aroma of breakfast. He casually glanced around and unexpectedly spotted Qiao Xiaojing's quiet figure on a dining chair.

"Xiao Xiao, good morning!" Zhong Huanli greeted Qiao Xiao warmly with a smile and quickly approached her.

Qiao Xiao slowly turned her head at the sound of her call. At that moment, Zhong Huanli was wearing a spotless white shirt, the exquisitely tailored design of which cleverly highlighted his tall and slender figure.

Qiao Xiao's originally serious expression softened considerably the moment she saw Zhong Huanli, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly: "Good morning, brother."

Zhong Huanli sat down next to Qiao Xiao without hesitation, her eyes full of concern, and asked softly, "Xiao Xiao, what's wrong? You seem to have something on your mind?"

Qiao Xiao chewed on her bread and slowly said, "Brother, do you remember the girl I mentioned to you yesterday?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Huanli's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a gloomy expression. His eyes lost their mirth and became deep and somber: "Why did you bring her up?" His voice carried a hint of displeasure and accusation.

Qiao Xiao tilted her head slightly, glanced at him quickly, then looked away, composed herself, and continued, "She wants to see you."

Zhong Huanli rubbed his temples in pain, trying to calm his turmoil. After a moment, he managed to say with difficulty, "I won't see you."

Faced with Zhong Huanli's resolute attitude, Qiao Xiao couldn't help but feel a sense of fear. She knew that no matter what she did, Zhong Huanli would unconditionally tolerate her. What she feared was not Zhong Huanli's final attitude or the outcome of the matter, but rather the worry that her repeated "willfulness" would create a rift between them.

Qiao Xiao fell silent, lowered her head, and saw Zhong Huanli carefully cutting bread into small pieces and placing them on her plate. Just then, she suddenly said, "Then brother shouldn't interfere in my love life either."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up abruptly and turned to leave. Just then, a strong, powerful hand gripped her slender wrist tightly.

Qiao Xiao looked down and saw that Zhong Huanli's once deep and bright eyes had turned red. He was staring straight at her, his eyes filled with unyielding sorrow.

"Xiaoxiao, where are you going?" His voice was low and hoarse, as if squeezed out from the bottom of his heart, carrying a heart-palpitating despair.

Qiao Xiao tried to break free from his grasp, but failed. She stubbornly stared at Zhong Huanli: "Brother, let go."

Despite her inner resistance, Zhong Huanli chose to respect Qiao Xiao's decision and slowly loosened her grip on Qiao Xiao's hand.

Seeing this, Qiao Xiao frowned slightly, and a profound realization arose in her heart: on the scales of their relationship, she was always the one who held the dominant position.

"Don't go, okay? At least have breakfast with me before you go see that person." His voice betrayed a hint of helplessness.

At this moment, Qiao Xiao felt a deep sense of guilt towards Zhong Huanli. If he hadn't met her, he wouldn't have suffered such emotional turmoil. Perhaps a strange feeling had quietly blossomed between them, but this feeling would destroy him sooner or later.

"elder brother……"

She called out softly and reluctantly sat back down in her seat.

“Brother, don’t let yourself become Hera, who is controlled by emotions. In the eyes of the world, Hera’s most well-known image is that of a jealous wife.”

Zhong Huanli sat quietly to the side, his deep eyes remaining as calm as ever. He gracefully scooped up a spoonful of soup and slowly brought it to his mouth, his movements gentle and deliberate.

"Hera? She was just an unfortunate woman. Her mistake was marrying a philandering god. Don't worry, Xiaoxiao, I will never follow in her footsteps," Zhong Huanli replied softly, as if all of this was irrelevant to him.

Qiao Xiao was a little impatient. "Brother, you don't usually drink soup this slowly."

Hearing her complaint, Zhong Huanli looked up at her and said, "That only shows that you pay too little attention to me." His tone was so calm that there was no trace of grievance in his voice.

Qiao Xiao couldn't wait any longer; the agreed time was fast approaching. She snatched the spoon from Zhong Huanli's hand and said domineeringly, "I'll feed you, so drink up!"

She kept pressing her lips to Zhong Huanli's, showing no mercy whatsoever. Zhong Huanli seemed a little flustered at this moment, and quickly steadied the rim of the bowl with her hand, "Xiaoxiao, slow down, I can't keep up."

His words carried a hint of reproach, but more than anything, they revealed an undisguised joy.

Zhong Huanli's eyes narrowed slightly, then she smiled gently and replied softly, "Of course."

Qiao Xiao reluctantly scooped out a few spoonfuls and gently fed him, her expression equally calm, revealing no sign of her inner anxiety.

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After a struggle with her conscience, Zhong Huanli finally decided to let her go and waved for her to leave.

The moment Qiao Xiao turned and left, Zhong Huanli felt a complex mix of emotions, but he quickly suppressed them.

Once Qiao Xiao had completely disappeared from sight, he activated the system.

"Repost Xiaoxiao's video to me," Zhong Huanli said in a low voice.

"Reposting..."

Soon, a clear image appeared before Zhong Huanli. He was sitting upright in his spacious and bright study, his handsome face expressionless, his deep eyes fixed on the screen in front of him.

In the picture, Qiao Xiao is wearing a simple casual T-shirt and a stylish baseball cap, standing gracefully by a busy intersection, seemingly waiting for someone to arrive. Sunlight shines on her, outlining a charming silhouette.

Just then, a hand patted Qiao Xiao's shoulder. Qiao Xiao was slightly taken aback, then turned around and looked at the person with a cold gaze.

"Qiao Xiao," Lu Zi called out with a smile.

Qiao Xiao: "What do you want from me?"

Lu Zi's lips curled up slightly, forcing an unnatural smile, and then she leaned close to Qiao Xiao's ear and whispered.

Because their voices were too soft, Zhong Huanli couldn't hear exactly what they were saying.

But as Lu Zi finished speaking, Qiao Xiao's face instantly turned incredibly grim. She abruptly turned her head, her eyes as cold as ice as she stared at Lu Zi, and retorted, "So what? What does that prove?"

Faced with Qiao Xiao's sharp questioning, Lu Zi was clearly caught off guard, and the smile on her face instantly froze.

A moment later, she glared at Qiao Xiao, her eyes wide with rage, and roared, "You're shameless! You have no shame whatsoever! If your brother knew about this, I don't know how disgusted he would be!"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Huanli, who had been silent all along, could no longer contain his anger. He trembled with rage, his handsome face turning bright red with fury.

"This woman actually insulted Xiaoxiao!" Zhong Huanli gritted her teeth, wishing she could immediately reach through the screen and shut up the foul-mouthed Lu Zi.