To be honest, if one really looked at the situation, it was absolutely Zheng Yanyan's fault. Even though Su Qing was older than her, it did not necessarily an Su Qing was more mature.
She had been filled with joyful expectation, looking forward to Zhou Yuwen singing. She fantasized about everyone knowing the song was written for her, imagining how fiercely the school forum would discuss it—things like a genius writer penning a song for his first love during high school!
How much must he have liked his first love?
It was truly a pity that the two of them did not end up together.
Just how deep were his feelings to write such a song?
Su Qing had exerted a trendous amount of effort just to get Zhou Yuwen to sing this song. The night before the gala, she even suffered from insomnia. She truly wanted to reconcile with him.
She admitted she had done wrong in the past.
But was she completely unforgivable just because of one mistake!?
On what grounds!?
She only wanted to reconcile with Zhou Yuwen, nothing more!
This world was entirely unfamiliar to Su Qing, and the only person she could rely on was Zhou Yuwen. From her rebirth until now, she had never considered thriving independently. What could she even do if she left him?
Making money? Or maybe achieving so grand success in a career?
Did anyone think those things were simple?
n and won were different. A key could be ant for just one lock, but the mont a man saw a keyhole, he would want to stick it in and play around. Did he care whether it actually opened the lock or not?
But what lock would ever casually let any random key probe inside it for no reason?
Apart from ruined locks, no proper lock would engage in such aningless behavior.
In her previous life, Zhou Yuwen was Su Qing's only man, and she never thought about replacing him. Did divorce necessarily an they truly wouldn't be together? At the ti, many people around them divorced but didn't separate households, claiming that such an arrangent felt much freer.
That was exactly what Su Qing had thought back then. Using the excuse of divorce, she could not only motivate Zhou Yuwen but also stop his mother from constantly pestering her about having children!
What was wrong with that?
How could Su Qing possibly be at fault?
Her only mistake was failing to foresee that her hubby—who slacked off in everything and only ever read novels—would actually build a successful career by writing novels!
But who could have predicted that!
Why should all the bla fall on her shoulders?
You are all bullying !
Even you won't help !
At this mont, Su Qing was feeling deeply wronged, crying uncontrollably. Zhou Yuwen did not genuinely intend to bla her; he simply felt she shouldn't have engaged in such foolishness with Zheng Yanyan.
Buying internet trolls over such a trivial matter?
It just wasn't right.
He glanced over at Zheng Yanyan, who was still standing off to the side.
Zheng Yanyan stood there with her legs pressed tightly together. To be honest, hearing Su Qing cry made her feel genuinely guilty for a mont. She hadn't expected the older girl to sob so miserably.
But it wasn't like she had done anything wrong either!
Feeling helpless, Zhou Yuwen told Zheng Yanyan, "Stay right there. I'll deal with you in a minute!"
After saying that, he took his phone and walked out to the balcony. "I'm not blaming you," he spoke into the receiver. "I just think you shouldn't have stooped to her level and made such a fuss."
"I already told you, I'll help you clarify things tomorrow."
Su Qing was sitting on the edge of her bed, tear tracks streaking down her fair cheek.
She wiped her cheek and said, feeling incredibly wronged, "You never planned on clarifying it for
at all."
"Who said that? Didn't I just tell you I would?"
"What you said just now was, 'We'll see tomorrow'!" Su Qing was not an idiot. The only reason she hadn't pointed it out earlier was because she wanted to believe him.
"Fine, then I'm saying it now," Zhou Yuwen replied.
"Hmph!" Hearing his response, Su Qing's mood improved slightly.
This song did, in fact, belong to Su Qing.
Furthermore, she had earned it through her own rits. It should be noted that Zhou Yuwen had been ready to give up his part-ti gig at the exhibition center entirely. It was Su Qing who had specifically tead up with Chen Wan to recruit girls from the Nanjing Arts Institute, forcibly turning the tables for him.
So what if she asked for a song? It was only Zheng Yanyan kicking up an unjustified fuss over nothing.
Seeing that her mood had stabilized sowhat, Zhou Yuwen asked gently, "Can we put an end to this farce now?"
"Stop doing such childish things, like hiring internet trolls. Does that look like sothing a mature adult should be doing?" he reasoned.
Su Qing didn't care about any of that. "I'm only eighteen!" she declared. "Why can't I act like a child?"
Zhou Yuwen laughed out loud at her words. "I can't believe you actually have the nerve to say that!"
"Why shouldn't I say it?" she muttered, her voice muffled and nasal.
"Alright, fine. Just delete the posts," Zhou Yuwen urged.
Su Qing followed up with, "If she deletes hers, I'll delete mine. If she doesn't, I'll fight her to the bitter end! It's completely baffling. At first, she absolutely refused to break up with you no matter what, and now she's going around claiming you guys broke up and the song was written for her! Why do you even keep a woman like that around!"
She was full to the brim with grievances against Zheng Yanyan. Zhou Yuwen sighed. "Okay, okay. I get it."
"I'll handle her on my end. Have Shen Yu delete all the posts on your side, alright? It's our own private business, yet you insisted on letting the whole world know," he instructed.
"She and I are not family!" Su Qing retorted.
Unwilling to argue further, Zhou Yuwen told her to hand the phone to Shen Yu, whom he instructed to make sure all the posts on the school forum were deleted.
"Please help comfort Su Qing for ; she's crying terribly," Zhou Yuwen added.
"Mhm." Seeing Su Qing sobbing had quite startled Shen Yu as well.
After all, regarding this whole ss...
She had also been secretly adding fuel to the flas.
Having resolved Su Qing's issue, Zhou Yuwen finally stepped back in from the balcony.
Zheng Yanyan had clearly been eavesdropping. Seeing him return, she hurriedly scurried back to her original spot, putting on an extrely innocent and honest expression.
Watching her put on such an act left Zhou Yuwen a bit speechless.
"Are you satisfied now, with all your ridiculous nonsense?"
Saying this, he tossed his phone onto the computer desk, plopped down into the chair, and stared at the girl in front of him.
She was definitely feeling guilty, but her stubborn defiance was equally real.
She gave a tiny pout. "Well, she's always bullying !"
"You two are already broken up, yet she still dangles around in front of you every single day! Besides, if it weren't for her, how could we have broken up? She only knows how to cry in front of you. Why doesn't she cry in front of !" Zheng Yanyan kept muttering grievances.
Observing her bossy deanor, Zhou Yuwen chuckled lightly. "Oh? So you're admitting that we broke up?"
"I didn't say that." She had just gotten used to parroting the forum posts while scrolling earlier. Realizing her slip of the tongue, she hastily backpedaled. "How could we break up? You're joking. Hubby, hug ."
With that, she put on a cute display, reaching out to embrace him.
But Zhou Yuwen shot her down. "Save it."
"Have I forgiven you yet? Asking for hugs so easily. Stand there and behave!" he commanded, feigning a stern look.
Her cheeks puffed out imdiately in a pout.
Even so, she remained standing in an obedient manner.
Her sailor uniform outfit was far too tempting. Blessed with an exquisite figure, the way she swayed her cute little buttocks in that attire was simply too captivating for words.
"Before, I just asked for a cooling-off period, and you started wailing to the heavens, swearing you absolutely refused to break up," Zhou Yuwen pointed out.
"Yet just because of a single song, what did you claim on the forum? That I wrote it for you after we broke up? That the lyrics show how much I can't bear to lose you? Oh, so we've been separated for two weeks, and I suddenly composed this masterpiece for you?" he read aloud mockingly, glancing at the posts on the monitor.
The embarrassnt radiating from her was intense enough to bore a hole through the floorboards. She quickly swayed her curvy hips, wrapped tight in white shorts, and whined sweetly, "Hubby, I know I was wrong."
"Please don't be mad at
anymore~ Mwah!"
Zhou Yuwen was busy clicking his mouse to delete the posts, but she refused to let him continue teasing her like this, promptly dropping herself onto his lap.
She buried his head against her chest, rubbing herself against him vigorously.
She boasted a solid C-cup, which was quite substantial in its own right. With her uniform's V-neck design, her vigorous movents caused the tip of his nose to brush directly against her softness.
She didn't seem to care in the slightest, continuing to press herself against him.
Slipping one arm around her slender waist, he used his other hand to keep controlling the mouse. "Stop ssing around for a second. Let
finish deleting these posts first."
She pursed her lips, failing to see why they needed to be deleted.
She was already an ex-girlfriend, did he really have to protect her that much?
Seeing her act this way, Zhou Yuwen responded.
"Fine then," he declared.
"I'll give you a choice. We can either say this song is for you, and then I'll go reconcile with Su Qing. Or, we officially break up for real, and the song goes to her. Take your pick."
"I..."
That single sentence instantly rendered her speechless. She lowered her head in silence.
After wiping the forum clean, he inford Zheng Yanyan that the song was indeed written for Su Qing.
"And agreeing to sing it for her doesn't an our relationship is like a lotus root snapped but fibers still connected. It's simply because she genuinely helped
out a while ago."
Only after he finished deleting the posts did he wrap both arms around Zheng Yanyan and explain the entire situation involving Su Qing and Tao Tian.
"Speaking of which, Su Qing basically helped you vent your anger. Think about how Tao Tian treated you back then. Because of your actions, I nearly lost half my business. Do you rember how consud with guilt you were? It was Su Qing who stepped in to help us. Shouldn't I at least thank her?"
Zhou Yuwen appealed to both emotion and reason. It took a long ti before she finally kept her head down and mumbled softly,
"Alright, fine. It's all my fault."
"I don't want the song, I just want my hubby. Is that okay?"
Hugging her close, he praised, "That's my obedient girl."
"Does that an if I forgive her, we can get back together?" she asked, filled with expectation.
"We never broke up in the first place," he replied.
A surge of joy blossod in her heart.
However, his tone abruptly changed topic as he added, "But I'm genuinely very busy before the New Year. I think it's better if we just maintain our current dynamic."
"What kind of dynamic?" she asked, furrowing her brow.
Running a hand along her long, gorgeous legs, he replied, "This exact kind of dynamic."
She wanted to press him for a clearer explanation.
But before the words could leave her mouth, her lips were already sealed by his.
"Mmph!"
This ti, Zhou Yuwen took a particularly aggressive initiative. As they kissed, his fingers deftly undid the few buttons on her shirt with practiced ease.
Closing her eyes, she surrendered to a sensation she hadn't felt in a long ti. She couldn't help but shift her position on his lap, intertwining her snow-white legs.
'I'll just bring this up later,' she thought to herself.
Letting it go, she fully imrsed herself in this rare mont of intimacy with him.
She sat in his embrace for a while, sharing passionate kisses, before he eventually scooped her up and carried her to the bed.
By this point, after their initial heated exchange, her face was flushed with an intoxicating, drunken allure. Her eyes sparkled brightly as she allowed him to lay her gently onto the mattress.
Hooking her arms around his neck, she murmured softly, "Hubby, let's make up properly, okay? I don't want a cooling-off period. It makes
lose all confidence when I tell people I'm your girlfriend. If you're busy, I promise I won't be disturbing you. I just don't want this break."
Zhou Yuwen was currently untying the belt of her shorts. Hearing this, he chuckled. "That's no different from how things are right now. I actually prefer the cooling-off period. Otherwise, you act too arrogant, snapping at everyone in sight like a Chihuahua!"
This instantly riled her up. "Who are you calling a Chihuahua?! Who's a Chihuahua?! I'll bite you! Ouch!"
Zhou Yuwen had been in the middle of pulling down her zipper. Because she insisted on thrashing about, the zipper snagged on a stray hair, which was incredibly painful.
"See? This is what happens when you act out. You tore it right out," he scolded playfully, showing her the plucked strand.
Blushing furiously, she huffed out a "anie."
Zhou Yuwen lay down beside her, wrapping his arms around her for another round of kissing.
What followed progressed naturally.
Truth be told, it had indeed been a while since they had been intimate, and it felt distinctly different. It was like traversing a familiar path that hadn't been walked in a long ti—inevitably, it was a bit harder to navigate.
But it wasn't a major issue; a man simply had to carve out new territory.
With an infrequently traveled alleyway like this, walking back and forth a few tis would naturally make it familiar again.
Mainly, her new set of clothes was exceptionally visually appealing.
In truth, Zheng Yanyan's reaction during this session of intimacy was even more intense than his. After all, she harbored genuine feelings for him, and to a certain extent, her body adored him even more than she did psychologically.
They hadn't been at it for long before she completely lost all semblance of her usual self.
She knelt in front of him, her head pressed against the mattress in a bowing posture. Her cheek flushed a deep, drunken red as she gently bit down on her lower lip.
anwhile, Zhou Yuwen positioned himself behind her.
Very quickly, she was drenched in fragrant sweat, her long hair clinging damply to her neck.
Amidst the passion, she let out a breathy, coquettish laugh. "Ah... r-right... Hubby... L-Linlin... wanted to g-go back... back to the dormitory... but I... I didn't let her... I-I thought... our place is big enough... she can s-stay... in the guest room."
"Then... just... let... her... stay!" he grunted in reply.
"B-but..." she gasped. "If she does... sh-she'll probably hear us."
Hearing this, Zhou Yuwen didn't slow down; instead, his movents grew even more forceful. Recalling how Lu Lin had rejected him earlier, he stated firmly, "Then! Let! Her! Hear!"
Feeling him beco even more aggressive, she couldn't suppress a series of breathy giggles.
"You're... s-so... bad!" she cried out.
anwhile, out in the living room, Lu Lin simply rolled her eyes.
Seriously, even if they were doing it intentionally.
The least they could do was close the door!?
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