Chapter 88

In the end, Zhu Wanqi refused to return to the teahouse with Zhao Zhu. Zhao Zhu sent her to a hotel in the West Lake District, booked her a flight back to Shenzhen for the next day, and ordered some food from a nearby Western restaurant to be delivered to her room. After that, Zhao Zhu didn’t linger in the room for long. He gave the room card to Zhu Wanqi and left the hotel.

Throughout the process, Zhu Wanqi had been pursing her lips, clearly struggling with her thoughts. Although she was the one who had first mentioned breaking up, at that moment, her mind was in turmoil and her emotions were heated. Now, seeing Zhao Zhu book a room, arrange a flight, and even deliver dinner, she felt regret deep down. The thought of this man no longer being her boyfriend made her feel a great deal of reluctance.

He was just a bit busy and not very attentive, but he was very excellent. He was highly educated, capable, and from a powerful family. His conditions were really very good, far better than those of her colleagues' boyfriends. How could she...

Throughout the entire time, Zhu Wanqi never said anything to ask Zhao Zhu to stay in her room. This was already a hint. If Zhao Zhu had stayed and comforted her, she felt that she would definitely have taken back her impulsive words about breaking up. They might have even spent the night together. Which young couple doesn’t occasionally argue and break up? And which young couple really breaks up after a single argument?

However, Zhao Zhu seemed to become extremely unromantic at this moment. After doing what he should do as her ex-boyfriend, he said that he would have the teahouse staff deliver her luggage to the hotel the next day, and then turned and left the room. It seemed that he didn’t show any regret or desire to reconcile from start to finish.

Or perhaps, he was angry because she had said they should break up? After all, he was a very proud person.

Zhu Wanqi’s mind was in chaos, lying on the hotel bed, her thoughts were restless, filled with thoughts of her and Zhao Zhu, a mix of longing and loss.

...

Compared to Zhu Wanqi’s纠结 (tangled feelings), Zhao Zhu was much more carefree. He had been in many relationships and had a lot of emotional experiences, so he didn’t feel too much sorrow over the end of a relationship, especially with Zhu Wanqi, whom he didn’t really care much about and hadn’t invested much emotion in.

If it’s over, then it’s over.

On the way back to the teahouse by taxi, Zhao Zhu was looking at his phone. For some reason, he clicked on Chen Fei’s QQ profile and sent a message:

“I broke up...”

A long string of ellipses followed, seemingly showing the mood of a heartbroken man.

Chen Fei’s reply was quick, but she sent a string of vomiting emojis.

“Don’t pretend to be a heartbroken, pure-hearted boy to me, that’s not your style!”

“What are you doing?”

“I’m putting on a face mask. If you’re bored, I can take some pictures of my legs to entertain you. You wouldn’t have come to me with ‘I broke up’ if you weren’t bored to a certain extent.”

“No need...”

“Don’t be so polite. My legs are very nice. Didn’t you secretly touch them when you were hugging me last time?”

Last time in Jurassic World, Zhao Zhu had carried the almost unconscious Chen Fei to complete the mission.

“Last time when I was hugging you, you had two sharp spikes in your ribs, severely injured, and your breasts were almost cut off. How perverted would I have to be to be interested in you then?”

“Zhao Zhu... you bastard...!!!!!!! Do you believe I’ll immediately agree to Zhao Hejing’s request to come to Hangzhou and kill you!”

“Come on, baby! Be quick!”

“Fuck, are you really heartbroken?”

“Why would I lie to you?”

“Tired of the little girl and want to dump her?”

“She dumped me, okay.”

“Oh, the plot must be that your coldness and indifference hurt the little girl’s sensitive heart. She couldn’t bear it anymore and, at a certain moment, mustered the courage to complain to you, the scumbag, or more drastically said, ‘Let’s break up.’ Then you, the scumbag, immediately agreed, faster than a man’s reaction to a woman’s naked body!”

Zhao Zhu looked at Chen Fei’s reply on his phone and smiled silently, finding it quite amusing.

“Have you been rejected so many times that you have so much experience and insight? It sounds so real, I almost think you were watching from the side.” Zhao Zhu replied.

“Pfft, do you think I don’t understand men’s thoughts? You’re a second-generation official and rich, you don’t lack money or women. How could you possibly spend too much time on one woman? At most, you might talk to her a bit longer because she’s a virgin, take her out to play, and feel like that’s enough compensation.”

“After you complete 20 mission worlds and are free, you can write a book called ‘The Men in My Eyes,’ it will definitely sell well.”

“Are you saying I have the potential to be a writer? Hmm, I never realized you had such good judgment.”

“Hmm.”

“But if I really survive 20 missions, I won’t write a book.”

“Why?”

“How many people read books these days? When I read novels in class, I often see good books that are abandoned because there aren’t enough subscribers to motivate the author to continue. It really makes me furious. Reading without paying is really shameless.”

“Hey, what does ‘Zhao Zhu’ mean?”

“You don’t know? It means ‘to be castrated.’ If you don’t read web novels, how could you have read ‘Terror Web Novel’ and joined that reader group?”

“...Okay.”

“If I write a book, I might go after those shameless people who read pirated versions and tear them to pieces, eat their hearts, drink their blood, and castrate them, leaving them without a hole to have children...”

“Cough, are you too excited?”

“Sorry, women tend to be emotional when they’re putting on face masks.”

“Because you can’t see your face, you don’t care about your reputation?”

“Zhao Zhu, you’re the one who broke up, and I’m trying to comfort you.”

“Is this what you call comfort?”

“What do you want? Do you want me to fly over and warm your bed? Do you want me to wear stockings and use my legs to pleasure you? Do you want me to suck on a jelly and give it to you? Or use my chest to squeeze you? By the way, I have some of my old photos, they’re pretty good. If you want to release your frustrations, I don’t mind you using my photos.”

“Alright, I’m here.”

“Hmm, I’m going to take off my face mask.”

“Goodbye.”

“Babe.”

Zhao Zhu turned off his phone, touched his lips, paid the taxi fare, and got out. As he walked into the teahouse, Fan Pian, who had been notified, came out. He had been in the lab for a day and a night without sleep, but he didn’t look tired at all; instead, he looked more energetic.

“Did you handle it?” Fan Pian asked, seeing that Zhu Wanqi wasn’t with Zhao Zhu.

“It’s handled. She’s staying at a hotel and will go back tomorrow. By the way, I have two friends coming tomorrow, they’re also in the group. Arrange their accommodations.”

“Sure, no problem. Do you want to go up and rest or relax a bit?”

Zhao Zhu naturally understood what Fan Pian meant by ‘relaxing,’ but he wasn’t interested and declined, going directly to his room on the third floor of the teahouse.

It was already 2 AM, and Zhao Zhu took another shower before lying down to rest. He was really planning to sleep, but someone seemed determined not to let him rest. A series of pictures, about thirty to forty, were sent to him. Chen Fei was wearing various outfits like a police uniform, a nurse’s uniform, an OL outfit, and a kimono, posing in extremely sexy and alluring positions. The photos were very beautiful and tempting.

“This little girl.”

Zhao Zhu laughed and scolded, then turned off his phone and threw it on the bedside table. He put on his eye mask, needing to rest and regain his strength. Who knew what kind of person Zhao Hejing would send from the group to deal with him.

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