Imperfect Desires

296 Misfortune

"Do you have any other information about Destiny? I mean anything helpful?" asked Ying looking at Cali.

"Her full name is Destiny Marilyn l. She was born on the 25th of December 1995. She would be turning 24 this December. She loved boxing at a young age. Even had won many competitions..."

"You think that's helpful?" Ying's face twitched hearing about Destiny.

"Isn't it?" retorted Cali.

"Not at all," answered Ying.

Cali just shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly as she replied, "Then I can't be of much help to you. Besides, I've been looking for her as well. I didn't find anything about her."

"That's you. We're talking about me." Cali raised her brow at her while she went on, "You couldn't even find your aunt. But I did. Didn't I?" Cali nodded rather reluctantly but did. Ying smiled feeling proud of herself. "A doctor like you should focus on saving lives. Leave the digging up to the experts."

Cali was really having a difficult time trying to adjust to this stupid person before her. "Ying, you don't have friends, do you?"

Ying's smiled stiffened almost immediately as she replied, "How do you know that?"

"Just a wild guess..." answered Cali with a knowing look provoking the person opposite of her who seemed rather too easy to offend. However, she was underestimating Ying's patience. That woman had waited her whole life just for one man to look her way, how could she be impatient before such remarks?

A strange silence prevailed between them as they both tried to size each other up so blatantly. It seemed like a war of silence that was being fought with the language of eyes. It might seem weird but both of them had more in common than they both cared to admit. Both women weren't just stubborn, both of them were passionate about whatever they did. Moreover, both of them were rather simple-minded and single-tracked kind of person.

"I don't even wanna waste my breath on you, kid."

The voices from not so far caught their attention as both of them turned to look towards the food counter where the commotion was starting.

"Who are you calling a kid?" The teenager pushed Xiu's shoulder making her eyes narrow dangerously. "First you mocked me with that fall comment and now you are insulting me by calling me a kid? Who the hell are you to talk to me like that?"

Xiu brushed her shoulder where that teenager just touched with disdainful eyes as she remarked, "I rather not argue with someone like you whose IQ is even lower than the room temperature. I won't drop myself to your level."

"Ouch!" said Cali as she heard that insult from Xiu's mouth. "Damn! I always knew it." She looked back at Ying's face adding, "You Asians really have a way with insults. Like damn! That's painful."

"That's what you think. That little one might disagree." Ying remarked knowing well enough about the mentality of spoiled brats.

Indeed, the young girl was not the one to back off this easily. In fact, Xiu's remark only added fuel to fire as she screamed out, "How dare you?! Do you even know who I am? I can ask daddy to throw you out of here in a second!"

Xiu scratched her head as if she was really getting tired of this stupid argument as he said, "By all means, throw me out." She took a step back as she added, "I need to take a long bath to remove your idiocy's germs off of me. Eeh. It can be contagious."

"Pfft!" It was Ying's turn to laugh while Cali just stood with wide eyes staring at the back of Xiu. "I wanna applause. I, Yan Ying am pleased. Very pleased right now."

"You're laughing at someone's misfortune?" asked Cali with a strange tone.

Ying shook her head, "I'm laughing at someone's deadly eloquence." Cali gave her a look and in return, she shrugged her shoulders as she said in her defense, "Someone's misfortune is another one's fortune. It's just the way we look at things."

Back of Xiu's side, the teenage girl was hopping mad now as she started screaming and making a scene out of nowhere. Xiu was really not in the mood to entertain her. How could she be? As she had mentioned earlier, she was sleepy and hungry. If she really lost control in this condition, then all hell would break loose. But apparently, people were not getting this point.

"I'm gonna throw you out of here myself!" The teenage girl held Xiu's arm and broke her daydreaming.

While Xiu's eyes were fuming over that hand on her arm, a furious voice was heard, "Let her hand go!"

The teenage girl was startled by that voice and looked over. Making his way through the crowd, Dylan came to stand beside Xiu and said again, "I said, let go. Don't make me repeat myself."

The teenage girl let Xiu's arm go instinctively. Dylan's eyes didn't have the slightest playfulness that he had around Xiu. It could be said that he was willing to be a punching bag but only for people whom he cared about which somehow included Xiu as well. As for the rest, he was willing to do the punching instead.

"What is he doing here?" questioned Ying to herself as her eyes narrowed seeing Dylan in the crowd. Meanwhile, even Cali's eyes were staring straight at Dylan. She didn't even blink as a strange emotion surged through her eyes.

"Is everything alright, Mr. Qiu?" asked a middle-aged man who came hurriedly after being informed about this commotion. historical

Dylan pointed at the teenage girl without any change in his expression. "This thing disrespected my partner." Then he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Do you know what that means?"

The middle-aged man looked furiously at the teenage girl. Who didn't know that Dylan Qiu would never let anyone disrespect his people? In fact, it was a hard and fast rule for him that insulting his people was equal to insulting him. And this time, it was not just anyone because Dylan had referred to Xiu as his partner.

"Mr. Qiu, you can calm down first. Let's have a discussion somewhere quiet," offered the middle-aged man in a polite voice.

Dylan held Xiu's hand and said, "I don't think so." With that, he dragged Xiu out of there under the watchful eyes of the gossipers who had gathered for a good show and even got to see a shocking one. Since when did Dylan Qiu get so protective of the fairer sex?