Wealthy Beauty in the 60s-Chapter 144 - 143: Who Needs Your Thanks? (Liang Bao, Light Sigh at the World’s Capriciousness+)

Chapter 144: Chapter 143: Who Needs Your Thanks? (Liang Bao, Light Sigh at the World’s Capriciousness+)

Maybe Brother Gao knew that Xia Xiao wasn’t in the mood for a romantic relationship yet, so he wasn’t in a rush to talk about it with her. They were both still young, after all, and Brother Gao was somewhat afraid of being rejected by Xia Xiao. If that happened and she stopped interacting with him, he knew only too well what loss would feel like.

By now, Xia Xiao had received the fifth letter from He Xuebing. After returning to the army, He Xuebing sent a letter to Xia Xiao every few days, whether she replied or not.

And now, the sixth letter had arrived in Xia Xiao’s hands. He Xuebing didn’t express any feelings of love in the letter but wrote it like a diary, telling her about his daily life and training in the army.

Yang Xuehua said, "Write a reply to him. It’s rare to find someone so persistent and patient in pursuing you."

"If I give him a chance, then what? Li Shengmei is still around." Xia Xiao shook her head. If she got together with He Xuebing, she couldn’t ignore Li Shengmei, who was like a towering figure.

Now, since Xia Xiao had no relationship with He Xuebing, she could treat Li Shengmei with no fear, like she didn’t even exist. But once she was together with He Xuebing, Li Shengmei would be He Xuebing’s mother; she couldn’t be ignored and would always be ready to interfere in her life, to be a part of her life, or even to loom over her.

"Just be pen pals for now. After all, you don’t have anyone you fancy at the moment, and He Xuebing is really not bad. Start as pen pals, and see where it goes," Yang Xuehua suggested.

Xia Xiao nodded, "That sounds good, let’s start by getting to know each other."

They would begin by exchanging letters, and then see how things went. She really wasn’t interested in anyone at the moment, and what was she afraid of, anyhow? Xia Xiao knew she was still timid and cautious at heart, not as bold as she seemed.

Two days later, Xia Xiao sent a letter back to He Xuebing. Although her reply was brief, just a few sentences, He Xuebing was extremely delighted to receive it.

One letter led to another, and the frequency of their correspondence gradually increased to once a month.

The more they corresponded, the more Xia Xiao found He Xuebing to be a decent man, and at this time she discovered his good qualities, others naturally noticed them too.

In He Xuebing’s army unit, there was also a propaganda department. The notably handsome and well-behaved He Xuebing caught the eye of some of the female soldiers.

One of them was even the regimental commander’s daughter, Yu Zhen. Seeing He Xuebing regularly writing, mailing, and receiving letters, she grew curious and asked, "Is that your sweetheart?"

He Xuebing shook his head, "Not yet."

Yu Zhen said, "You’re pursuing her, then? Is she beautiful?"

He Xuebing nodded. Yu Zhen continued, "Do you have a photo? I want to see what she looks like."

He Xuebing shook his head, "No."

Yu Zhen asked, "Is she prettier than me?"

He Xuebing glanced at Yu Zhen and replied, "In my eyes, she is the most beautiful."

Yu Zhen pouted unhappily, "I mean in reality, does she look better than me?"

He Xuebing nodded but he wasn’t willing to talk much about Xia Xiao.

Yu Zhen became curious about Xia Xiao and asked, "Will she come to the army base?"

He Xuebing shook his head, "No." At least for now, it was impossible to expect Xia Xiao to visit the army base. They hadn’t even started dating.

Although Xia Xiao had not accepted him, He Xuebing felt that her willingness to communicate through letters was the best start.

Yu Zhen didn’t give up either. She often found chances to talk with He Xuebing and would intentionally or unintentionally bring up Xia Xiao. She noticed that whenever Xia Xiao’s name came up, He Xuebing would no longer remain silent.

Xia Xiao was unaware of the military matters and He Xuebing wouldn’t mention Yu Zhen in his letters to her.

Dong Meihua had complained to Li Shengmei about Xia Xiao’s correspondence with He Xuebing, but there was nothing much Li Shengmei could do. Several times she wanted to intercept the letters, yet she never found the opportunity. Moreover, if He Hongjun were to find out, Li Shengmei would be in serious trouble.

Dong Meihua felt utterly deflated. Watching He Xuebing and Xia Xiao exchange letters made her feel as though her heart was being scratched by a cat; it was uncomfortable and she was envious—the feeling was extremely unpleasant.

Meanwhile, when Gao Jiaxing learned about the correspondence between He Xuebing and Xia Xiao, he was also deeply unhappy, but he couldn’t stop it. He could only channel all his frustrations into motivation, burying himself in his studies.

In September, Xia Xiao received a letter from home. Although she corresponded with her brother every month, this letter was different.

Xia Fei had returned. She had been to the X Construction Corps, and upon learning about the family’s situation, the first thing Xia Fei did was support her parents in getting a divorce.

Upon reading this, Xia Xiao grew curious about her cousin whom she had never met, yet through this incident, it was evident that Xia Fei had no fond impressions of her grandmother’s family.

Regardless, Zhao Xiaolan finally divorced Xia Jianguo. Xia Xiang and Xia Yan were listed under the custody of Zhao Daguo and Guan Mingli, facilitating Zhao Xiaolan’s remarriage, to which she had agreed.

Zhao Daguo and Guan Mingli had found Zhao Xiaolan a good match—a factory director whose wife had died, leaving him with a son and a daughter—and Zhao Xiaolan had agreed to marry him.

Xia Xiao was speechless. Just how eager was Zhao Xiaolan to remarry? She had just gotten a divorce and immediately married herself off, and to become someone else’s stepmother at that, while her own children were placed under her brother’s care.

Was this an adoption?

Gao Jiaxing didn’t respond but asked, "Are you and He Xuebing in a relationship?"

Xia Xiao shook her head, "No."

Gao Jiaxing said, "You know Li Shengmei doesn’t like you, yet you still keep in touch with He Xuebing. Are you saying that the previous troubles with Li Shengmei weren’t enough for you?"

Xia Xiao fell silent, not knowing what to say.

Gao Jiaxing continued, "Or are you not afraid of Li Shengmei making trouble?"

Xia Xiao looked at Gao Jiaxing and solemnly said, "Brother Gao, you don’t understand."

"How could I not understand?" Gao Jiaxing said, frustrated.

"The sudden feeling of liking someone, that kind of emotion is uncontrollable, some feelings are irresistible," Xia Xiao explained, then added, "I know Li Shengmei is difficult and brings a lot of trouble; I also know it’s foolish of me, but I just want to be capricious."

Before, when He Xuebing paid her no attention, Xia Xiao was fine. But now that He Xuebing was pursuing her, she couldn’t control the turmoil inside her.

"Is he really that good?" Gao Jiaxing spoke with an acidity that even he could feel.

"You can only know after getting to know someone. I don’t know if he’s really good or not," Xia Xiao said, sometimes even hoping He Xuebing would show his flaws to help her snap out of it and cool the heat in her heart.

Xia Xiao was never one to fall for someone easily, nor was she the initiative type. She even had a somewhat introverted temperament. But once her heart was stirred, resistance seemed less appropriate than just letting it be.

So now, Xia Xiao could only follow her heart. After all, she felt that she had nothing to fear in living her life anew.

"You..." Gao Jiaxing wanted to say something but couldn’t. He just said, "Just make sure you protect yourself, don’t get hurt."

Xia Xiao, seeing the sincerity and concern in Gao Jiaxing’s tone and expression, felt a surge of emotion and gratefully said, "Brother Gao, thank you. I’ll take care of myself."

Who wanted your thanks? Gao Jiaxing found the words grating to the ear and turned to leave abruptly.

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