Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All

Chapter 1798: Chapter 1332: Are You Sure You’re Not Talking Nonsense?

When the music stopped, Kang Li shifted her gaze away from Wang Pan and looked at the three Buns, watching them bounce and hop down the village road, stepping on the freshly fallen snow like little penguins.

Yes, right after lunch today, snowflakes started falling from the sky.

It wasn’t particularly heavy, but after more than an hour, the ground was already a vast sheet of white.

Kang Li wasn’t worried about the three Buns slipping. They were bundled up thickly—if they fell flat, it wouldn’t hurt much.

Besides, as the old saying goes: kids who bump and scrape grow up stronger.

And anyway, bumps and scrapes are part of growing up, aren’t they?

Not to mention, she never once considered making her own kids "hothouse flowers."

"Li... Li Bao?"

Zhou Weimin had returned to his childhood home yesterday, close to dusk. He’d chatted with his parents late into the night, which meant he slept all the way through lunch today. Only about ten minutes ago, Mrs. Zhou had called him up, he washed up and had lunch, then thought he’d take a walk down the village road. He ended up outside Kang Li’s front gate, and the moment he saw Kang Li, afraid he’d mistaken her for someone else, he couldn’t help but tentatively call out her name.

And Kang Li was standing sideways, so Zhou Weimin only saw her profile, which made it understandable he’d worry about getting it wrong.

"..."

Hearing Zhou Weimin’s voice, Kang Li turned her gaze toward the source. Seeing it was Zhou Weimin, her expression was calm, and she didn’t reply.

"It really is you! I was worried I’d gotten the wrong person!"

Wearing a black mid-length wool coat and a black-and-gray plaid plush scarf around his neck, Zhou Weimin strutted over, thinking he looked quite suave. He smiled and said, "When did you come back?"

"Do I need to answer you?"

Kang Li frowned, "Zhou Weimin, did I ever tell you not to call me by my childhood nickname? Did you forget?"

"You..."

Zhou Weimin looked uncomfortable. His lips twitched, and he forced a smile, "We may not have ended up as husband and wife, but to me, we’re still classmates and friends. Since we’re friends, calling you ’Li Bao’ shouldn’t be a big deal, right?"

"You think it’s nothing, but for me, you’re just a familiar stranger. What qualifies you to be my friend?"

Kang Li absolutely wasn’t about to let Zhou Weimin save face. She said, "The moment your family canceled the engagement and mine agreed, we became nothing to each other. Zhou Weimin, do you understand? To me, you’re just a familiar stranger. Please remember that. Don’t try to cozy up to me, and don’t come over here to chit-chat for no reason."

"Is there really any need to treat me like this?"

Zhou Weimin looked a bit lost and disappointed. He stayed silent for a while, eyes wounded, then spoke: "The broken engagement was ages ago—why hang onto it? Besides, it wasn’t really my intention. Back then... I still don’t know what came over me, like my brain got covered in lard,

so I made a move I’ve regretted ever since. And you, after I canceled the engagement, you just up and married in North City, living the good easy life. Clearly, breaking things off didn’t hurt you at all—it actually gave you a different life."

"Are you expecting me to thank you?"

Kang Li’s eyes were amused. She stared straight at Zhou Weimin’s eyes. Under her unwavering gaze, Zhou Weimin waved his hand, "No, no, how could I think that?! I just think it’s better not to hold grudges. What happened between us is over—why not be regular friends now?"

"Zhou Weimin, I don’t need friends like you!"

Kang Li’s tone was impatient: "With someone like you, whose character is so rotten, I honestly doubt how I ever thought you were good, agreed to let you propose to me and get engaged.

Now that I think about it, I must’ve been blind and foolish, young and inexperienced, conned by your sweet talk. But getting dumped so bluntly by you was at least the price I paid for being blind and naive, and for my stupidity.

Once bitten, twice shy. These days I see clearly and know exactly what kind of person you are, Zhou Weimin. So don’t bother saying any of that classmates-or-not, friends-or-not nonsense to me anymore."

At that, Kang Li glanced at a figure not far away.

Though the figure was bundled up tightly, Kang Li could still recognize who it was by those eyes.

Her brow furrowed slightly, and Kang Li’s gaze fell back on Zhou Weimin: "Divorced and remarried, huh?"

"..."

Zhou Weimin froze for a moment, then came back to himself, looking confused: "Why are you asking that?"

"That’s not your wife over there—it’s your sister-in-law, right?"

Kang Li’s gaze shifted back to the figure in the distance. Hearing this, Zhou Weimin followed her gaze, and in the next moment his face turned awkward. He cleared his throat and said, "How did you figure that out?"

"Her eyes."

That glare was practically murderous, almost becoming tangible. And Kang Li wasn’t made of wood—how could she not sense it?

Zhou Weimin: "..." Eyes? Just by looking at her eyes she could recognize Su Man? Zhou Weimin found it hard to believe.

"Her outfit clearly isn’t typical for anyone in the village, and she stands there staring straight at me. If the emotion in her eyes could take physical form, I’d probably have a hundred holes stabbed in me already."