Chapter Sixty-Nine: Fu Hengzhi, she no longer cares about you.

All the young men and Fu Hengzhi had overseas study experience and were highly proficient in foreign languages.

After hearing Su Muci's words, their faces turned increasingly ugly, especially Fu Hengzhi, whose face turned as black as the bottom of a pot!

He realized it was indeed a love song! But it was a song about a couple breaking up!

The air in the entire private room seemed to have been sucked out.

Su Muci's smile deepened, and she continued singing softly:

“I pray your birthdays and nobody calls…”

(I pray that no one will send you birthday wishes.)

"I pray you're flying high when your engine stalls..."

(I pray that the plane's engines shut down when you take off.)

As the last note faded, Su Muci gracefully put down the microphone and fixed her gaze on Fu Hengzhi.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly: "So? Is this song good?"

The private room was deathly silent, with only Fu Hengzhi's heavy breathing audible.

"Good! Very good!"

Fu Hengzhi laughed in exasperation, "Su Muci, you've really grown some guts!"

They actually went to great lengths to insult and curse people!

Su Muci frowned: "Is Young Master Fu still not satisfied with this song? Then... it's my fault, shall I apologize to you?"

As she spoke, she walked to the coffee table, poured herself a glass of red wine, and calmly approached Fu Hengzhi.

She scolded him and then apologized? Fu Hengzhi, sitting on the sofa, had a mixture of anger and confusion on his face.

Perhaps both songs were a tactic she used to get his attention? Knowing it backfired and angered him, she immediately apologized!

Fu Hengzhi was curious about how she would apologize and try to please him.

The other young men were also waiting to see what would happen, wondering if this woman was going to kneel down and beg for forgiveness.

In the blink of an eye, Su Muci had already stood in front of Fu Hengzhi. She looked at him quietly sitting on the sofa, remaining silent for a long time.

When she spoke again, her voice was a few decibels lower: "Fu Hengzhi, I really loved you so much."

Upon hearing this confession-like statement, Fu Hengzhi's lips curled into a smile, but the next second—

"But you, you just happen to be a scumbag."

After she finished the sentence, she tilted her wrist, and the dark red liquid poured directly over his head!

The viscous liquor flowed down his hair, forehead, and cheeks, staining the collar of his expensive shirt red!

Everyone was stunned!

"Holy shit!"

"This woman is insane!"

The young men realized what was happening and stood up abruptly, about to attack Su Muci.

"Don't move!"

Despite his disheveled and embarrassed state, Fu Hengzhi raised his hand to stop the others, then fixed his bloodshot eyes on Su Muci.

"Cici, you can have fun if you want, but don't take advantage of my feelings for you and go too far!"

As the threatening words fell, Su Muci let out a cold laugh: "You like me? Fu Hengzhi, do you even remember what the first dish I cooked for you was?"

"?"

"It's scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Do you remember what the first movie we watched together was?"

"??"

"It's 'The Mermaid.' Do you remember what date was the first time we watched the sunset?"

"???"

"It was September 14th. You only drank half-sweet coffee. Your alarm clock was set for 7:10 in the morning. Your favorite fruit is cherries. I remember all of that. You said you like me. Do you remember what foods I'm allergic to?"

Fu Hengzhi's mind went blank when he was asked the question.

She has allergies? How come he doesn't remember any of them?

When asked a question he couldn't answer, Fu Hengzhi masked his frustration with embarrassment and anger:

"How long are you going to keep making a scene? I gave you a chance to start over. If you continue like this, I'll take it back anytime!"

"Then take it back!"

Su Muci placed the empty wine glass on the table beside her, her expression indifferent: "I stopped caring about you a long time ago!"

After she finished, she turned around and walked out of the suffocating private room, ignoring Fu Hengzhi's ashen face, and walked out under everyone's astonished gaze.

"Young Master Fu, are you just going to let her go like this?"

"let her go!"

Fu Hengzhi had already lost his temper when she pressed him about what her allergens were.

He's already inherited his father's shares and is busy, so who would remember such trivial matters as hers?

This woman was being so unreasonable in front of his friends today, he had to teach her a lesson and give her the cold shoulder!

"Su Muci, you'll come begging to me on your knees!"

...

Outside the KTV club, Su Muci hailed a taxi, opened the door, and got in.

"Driver, please drive faster."

Her voice trembled almost imperceptibly.

As the car merged into traffic, the facade she had maintained in the KTV crumbled inch by inch, and the devastation in her eyes overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.

I thought that venting on Fu Hengzhi and that group of nasty young masters would make me feel better, but the effect was weak. The image of that Maybach leaving kept replaying in my mind, and a certain part of my heart was still aching.

It was only at this moment that Su Muci realized that she seemed to have developed feelings for Huo Zhan that she shouldn't have.

The taxi stopped near Jiangcheng Bridge.

Su Muci paid the money, got out of the car, and walked along the pebbles on the riverbank.

The river breeze blew against her thin body, and she hugged her arms tightly as she sat on a rock.

The entire afternoon seemed to lose its meaning until the city lights came on and my phone suddenly rang.

Just as the ringing was about to end, she pressed the answer button with trembling fingers.

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mrs. Huo, are you done with your work? Come home for dinner."

His voice was calm and steady, as if he had never seen her at noon, which only intensified the bitterness in Su Muci's heart.

go home?

Does she have a home?

"……good."

She responded in a hoarse voice and hung up the phone.

Back at Cloud Realm Mansion, the restaurant was brightly lit, and the table was set with eight exquisite dishes and a soup, still steaming.

Huo Zhan, dressed in loose loungewear, sat at the dining table and did not look over when he heard her enter.

Even though she was sitting across from him, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

I'm afraid I might accidentally see the hickeys that might remain on her neck, and I'm afraid I'll completely lose control and do something irreversible.

The entire dinner was so quiet that only the faint clinking of cutlery could be heard.

Su Muci kept her gaze down, and he clearly had no intention of talking. That deliberate aloofness hurt her more than any questioning.

"Mr. Huo, about what happened at noon..."

"I don't care."

He interrupted her explanation to avoid putting pressure on her.

Su Muci's heart skipped a beat. "Okay."

After dinner, Su Muci practically ran back to her second bedroom.

She wanted to find something to do to distract herself, but when she opened her phone and looked at the live streaming app icon, she couldn't muster any interest. Instead, she clicked on Huo Zhan's profile.

I want to type, but I don't know what to say.

Suddenly, a question popped up: "Are you streaming tonight?"

It wasn't sent by Huo Zhan; it was "I would never trade this life for it."

Su Su paused for a few seconds before replying: 【Sorry, I'm not in a good mood today.】

[This Life, No Change: Why Am I in a Bad Mood?]

It has been silent for a long time.

Su Muci had no interest in chatting with complete strangers online, but another message popped up on the screen:

[I'd Never Trade You: Please Pay Attention to Me, Okay?]

[SuSu: I'm going to sleep now, sorry.]

Su Muci turned off her phone, washed up, and went to bed. Although she fell asleep quickly, she slept very lightly.

I don't know how much time passed, but I vaguely heard her door open and then quickly close again.

Then came a suppressed, heavy breathing sound, getting closer and closer to her...