Starlight Has No Past Chapter 32.2

Starlight Has No Past

Chapter 32 Part 2

The tip of Zhou Tingsheng’s nose was only a few millimeters away from the now shut door . His dull eyes refocused as he recovered from the loud slam .
He quickly turned on the knob, but found it locked . Zhou Tingsheng used both palms and repeatedly pounding on the door . “Ye Qiao, Ye Qiao, open the door . ”

The rooms on the ship had poor soundproofing . The tiniest of movement could be clearly heard . Despite that, Zhou Tingsheng couldn’t hear a single sound from inside her room . He was afraid that something bad might have happened to her . The force of the pounding increased and the vibrations made Ye Qiao’s body shake . She felt like a machine composed of multiple components . She had no doubt that he would take her apart in the next minute .

AdvertisementThe cramp in her leg finally lessened and Ye Qiao lifted her foot and struck the door with her heel .
The pounding of the door finally stopped .
There were sluggish footsteps inside the room . Ye Qiao took out her cell phone charger from her suitcase and plugged it in . Zhou Tingsheng could hear the notification sound on her cell phone and eventually stopped trying to get the door open . The sudden burst of anger had burned any patience he had left, but before it fully burned out, the anger always diminished at the last minute .
He faced the closed door . A casual act of womanizing had turned him into a stranger to himself .

After it became quiet in the hallway, Ye Qiao waited a while longer before she opened her door . There was no one outside her door, only the extinguished cigarette butt flatly laying on the  ground . She almost cursed in her mind .

Ye Qiao lay on the narrow bed listening to the waves . It was already the early morning, but she still couldn’t fall asleep on an unfamiliar bed and her stomach was rumbling . She kept cursing Zhou Tingsheng over and over in her mind . Though the one who caused her current predicament was Wen Shaoqian, the one who was being cursed was Zhou Tingsheng for unknown reasons . She had already banished the name Wen Shaoqian from her mind, but was focused on Zhou Tingsheng’s foolishness and fickleness . As for whether she was also at fault-- --Well, was it inexcusable if she was a little at fault?

She unreasonably cursed him the entire night . When she closed her eyes, his eyes seemed to float in front of her . The look in his eyes unsettled her .

The next day, when she walked out of her room to get some food, she saw that pair of eyes again .

He was sitting at a corner of the restaurant on the ship, accompanied by the comfortable sea breeze and a beautiful woman . Ye Qiao past them by, holding her plate from the buffet table, and heard the woman chatting with him about Netherlandish paintings and altarpieces using a rather proper tone of voice . Ye Qiao couldn’t help but sneer .

Zhou Tingsheng had been smoking the whole night at the bow trying to stop his endless fretting . Finally in the morning he had calmed down enough to go get breakfast, though everything tasted rather bland . The woman who Liang Ziruo had introduced to him had come by to greet him . He ate with her but couldn’t figure out which of the women in his sister’s email this woman was .
Half way through his breakfast, he suddenly heard a disdainful laugh .
Ye Qiao noticed that he had heard her and realized her blunder . She greeted him with an apologetic tone: “Good morning . ”

Zhou Tingsheng couldn’t pretend as if nothing had happened . He, with a darkened face, used the fork to stir the salad which his female companion had fetched for him .
The woman looked at them and asked: “Do you know each other?”
Ye Qiao didn’t respond to her but quietly looked at his fork, then she thoughtfully said: “If I’m not mistaken, is that thin slices of raw beef with vegetables? You’re not a picky eater now? Not only do you eat meat now, but raw as well?”
The silver fork was abruptly put down on the table . The woman startled and got up: “I’m sorry . Are you a vegetarian? I’ll go get another plate of salad for you . ”
The woman got up and left, Ye Qiao also was ready to go back to her seat with her plate .

Zhou Tingsheng took her plate away before she could leave .
Ye Qiao watched her pasta being taken away and smiled good naturedly: “You like cream mushroom pasta? You can ask your little beauty to get some for you . She’ll be very happy to do so . ” She reached for her plate .
Zhou Tingsheng leaned against the table facing her and mockingly lifted the corner of his mouth: “What are you getting at?”

Chapter end