Chapter 136 Shattered

Late at night, a black Cayenne quietly drove into the underground garage of the Yunshui City crew hotel.

"Sir, we're here."

The driver stopped the car and saw Fu Zheng resting with his eyes closed in the back seat in the rearview mirror, so he reminded him.

"Um."

Fu Zheng responded with his eyes closed, and then he was silent, as if he had fallen asleep.

The driver smelled the strong smell of alcohol in the car and hesitated, not knowing whether he should continue to remind the driver.

Two minutes later, Fu Zheng in the back seat made a move.

He narrowed his eyes into slits, fumbled around his body with his hands, took out his cell phone from his suit pocket, tapped it a few times, and heard the beeping sound of a dial.

Soon, someone answered the phone. The voice was sleepy but could not hide the surprise. "A Zheng?"

"I'm downstairs in your hotel."

After Fu Zheng sent bodyguards over, Chu Siyi realized that if Fu Zheng no longer indulged her and didn't want to see her, she would never be able to see Fu Zheng at all!

This method was no longer effective, so she had to pretend that her condition was stable and continue filming, waiting for the opportunity.

Unexpectedly, on the second day after joining the crew, Fu Zheng came to see her in the middle of the night.

Chu Siyi was pleasantly surprised, and her sleepiness instantly disappeared. "I'll go down to find you right away!"

She quickly got up from the bed and was about to change her clothes, but suddenly she remembered something and walked to the mirror to look at herself carefully.

Her chest-length hair was messy as if she had just woken up, her eyes were sleepy, and her expression was drowsy. She was wearing a floral suspender nightgown with a very short hem, only reaching her thighs, and the spring scenery was faintly visible.

She thought about it, took out a lipstick and simply applied it on her lips, found a short jacket from the closet and put it on, took the room card and went out.

"A Zheng!"

In the quiet underground garage, Chu Siyi's shouts were particularly clear.

Fu Zheng glanced out through the car window, pushed the door and got out.

"Why don't you come up?" Chu Siyi walked up to him, her eyes showing surprise, but she didn't dare to get too close. She bit her lower lip and said, "I thought you would never come to see me again!"

"A Zheng, have you been drinking?"

Chu Siyi smelled the strong smell of alcohol on him and asked, "Do you want to go upstairs for a cup of tea?"

"There's no need to go up. I came to you now because I have something to tell you." Fu Zheng leaned against the car door with a cold voice.

The underground garage was dimly lit, and his expression was hidden in the shadows, obscure and unclear.

Chu Siyi's heart skipped a beat, and she asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"Go ahead. I'll send you abroad. Don't come back."

Chu Siyi's eyes suddenly widened. "A Zheng, what did you say?"

"I'll send you abroad, and don't come back."

"No--"

Chu Siyi shook her head fiercely in refusal, tightly grasping Fu Zheng's sleeve. "A Zheng, I don't want to go abroad again! I don't want to leave alone again. You don't know how I have been through these years abroad! Every night I wake up from nightmares and can't sleep all night. I'm very scared. Only when you are by my side can I relax. A Zheng, I can't leave you. I beg you not to drive me away!"

Fu Zheng had a blank expression on his face as he pulled his sleeve out of her hand with a quick and somewhat inhuman motion. "If that's the case, then why did you insist on breaking up and leaving in the first place?"

"I...you're so good to me, but I'm already dirty. I'm not worthy of you, I can't face you..." Chu Siyi wiped her tears, "I was obsessed with it for a while, but then I figured it out. I can't live without you. You're so good to me, you definitely won't care about what happened to me, so I want to be with you again!"

"Unfortunately, it's too late. No one will stay where they are."

"I give you two choices. First, I will send you abroad. The domestic public opinion is fermenting now, and it is no longer suitable for your development. You have a fan base abroad, and you can still continue your career as before."

Chu Siyi shook her head. "I don't want this choice. I don't want to leave. I don't want to leave you."

Fu Zheng glanced at her and said, "So you want the second option? Stay in the country, but from now on, you and I will have no relationship. I will replace the heroine of Yunshui City, withdraw your endorsement, and take back all the conveniences. Think carefully about these two options."

Chu Siyi looked at Fu Zheng in disbelief, speechless for a moment.

In the current domestic entertainment industry, what matters is not your ability but your connections.

I don’t know how many talented actors are unable to make a name for themselves by playing small roles due to lack of connections, while those vase-like protagonists with no acting skills appear one after another.

The Chu family is quite well-known in Jiangcheng.

But Chu Siyi understood that her father was a hopeless person, useless, who only knew how to have fun, and liked to brag and was arrogant. Her uncle looked kind, but was actually selfish.

Without Fu Zheng's support, her uncle might not even be willing to do the job to save face.

She can't lose everything she has now!

Chu Siyi looked at Fu Zheng, pretending to be in pain in her expression. A flash of jealousy flashed in her eyes. She clenched her hanging fist tightly, and her fingernails left a crescent-shaped mark on the palm of her hand.

"A Zheng, do you really have to be like this? Do you hate me so much? Do you know that after your interview video was broadcast, they all scolded me for being the third party that interfered with your marriage..."

"Haven't you ever had this idea?" Fu Zheng glanced at him indifferently.

Chu Siyi's expression froze, and the words that were about to come out of her mouth got stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them.

"You knew that Wen Liang and I were married, yet you still pretended to be sick so that I could stay with you. You took advantage of my guilt towards you and hurt Wen Liang many times. Don't you feel uneasy?"

Fu Zheng's voice was icy. He said these words to Chu Siyi, but he hated himself even more in his heart, because he knew that the person who hurt Wen Liang the most was not Chu Siyi, but him. He was the instigator of everything! He was the bastard!

Fu Zheng looked at the stunned Chu Siyi and sighed deeply, "Siyi, we should all let go of the past and start over. What happened before was my fault. I shouldn't have given you hope, let alone indulged you. I can promise you a bright future, but other than that, there's nothing else. Make a choice."

"A Zheng, don't be so cruel..." Chu Siyi said crying.

"If I were really cruel, I would have let you fend for yourself abroad long ago!" Fu Zheng's face was cold.

If he had been cruel to Chu Siyi earlier, nothing would have happened now.

Seeing Chu Siyi just crying and not saying anything, Fu Zheng was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "In that case, I'll help you make a choice. Someone will come to take you to the airport tomorrow. Pack your things in advance."

After saying that, Fu Zheng opened the car door and got in.

Chu Siyi hurriedly grabbed him, tears overflowing from her eyes and streaming down her cheeks, "Don't! Ah Zheng, I'll listen to you. I'm going abroad and will never come back! Can you give me a few days? At least let me say goodbye to my parents and friends properly!

"One week. Someone will take you to the airport in a week."

"good……"

Fu Zheng calmly got into the car and closed the door.

The black Cayenne left quietly in the night, without disturbing anyone except Chu Siyi.

The car was parked in the courtyard of Xinghewan Villa.

Fu Zheng leaned against the back seat, motionless, and said to the driver, "Go back."

"Yes, sir, go back and rest early."

After saying that, the driver pushed the door and got out.

Not long after the driver left, Fu Zheng got out of the car, leaned against the door, and looked up towards the master bedroom on the second floor.

It was pitch black.

She should be fast asleep now.

The big bed under her once had traces of him.

For many days and nights in these three years, they had been intimate with each other on that big bed.

They were once happy and loving.

But all of this was destroyed by his own hands.

Fragmented.

Only an empty shell remains.

It was like there was a void in his heart.

Fu Zheng took out a lighter from his pocket, as well as a box of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes he had taken from Jiang Mu.

He pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit the cigarette butt with a lighter.

The pungent and pungent smell hit his nose, and his lungs suddenly felt like being hit by something. He quickly took out his cigarette, hunched over and started coughing.

After calming down, he bit the sponge mouthpiece between his teeth again and blew out a curl of smoke.