Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Meeting with the Ex

Cheng Shuze was momentarily distracted. Ever since Jiang Yiyu's return, he'd been feeling restless all afternoon and evening. He didn't know if it was an illusion or a sixth sense, but he felt like he was being scolded and poked in the back.

It is very likely that Jiang Yiyu was the one who was stabbing him.

The private room was filled with smoke, and after three rounds of drinks, people naturally started offering cigarettes.

"Mr. Cheng?" Du Hong handed the cigarette to Cheng Shuze in a flattering manner.

Cheng Shuze came back to his senses and paused, then finally raised his hand to take the cigarette and held it between his index and middle fingers.

Du Hong was actively trying to light a cigarette for Mr. Cheng, but was blocked by someone who suddenly stood up. Cheng Shuze stood up with the cigarette in his mouth and walked out of the private room, obviously going out to sober up.

Du Hong immediately thrust the lighter into his daughter's hand, clearly saying, "What are you standing there for? Go ahead."

Du Yisang was craning her neck to stare at Cheng Shuze's broad back as he left. She took a lighter, picked up the diamond-patterned chain bag on the seat with one hand, and hurriedly followed him in her high heels.

The first five floors of the Wanting Hotel housed banquet halls, entertainment rooms, and a bar/disco. From the fifth floor up, the rooms offered a one-stop service. Mr. Cheng left, and Ms. Du followed him. He probably wouldn't be coming back tonight.

President Du laughed heartily and lit his cigarette. "Everyone, have a drink. If you're tired today, I'll have someone take you back to your rooms. You're welcome."

We're all men, so we all understand. Someone replied indifferently, "Boss Du is thoughtful."

It would be fine if Miss Du was thin-skinned and didn't do anything, but if she was brave, hey, if Mr. Cheng got angry, the Du family would be dreaming of death.

It's not like no one tried to exploit Cheng Zong's weaknesses as a man, especially when he was newly divorced. Miss Jiang, a daughter of a wealthy family and possessed of a proud temperament, seemed difficult to get along with. Having been hesitant to act rashly during their marriage, it was only natural that Cheng Shao would relax and unwind in the land of gentleness after finally getting divorced. One dreaded imagining the fate of those who had developed feelings for her during that time.

Later, a rumor spread from some media outlet, saying that Mr. Cheng was probably sexually apathetic. Although it sounded outrageous and ridiculous, given Mr. Cheng's high self-control and the fact that he did not have sex even after drinking, as well as his thunderous methods when catching people, few people dared to have any bad thoughts in this regard.

Boss Du, you are courageous, well done.

"Going home?"

"Why go home? Today is such a rare day. Let's get a room upstairs." Cheng Shuyi pointed at the people and said, "One room per person. Three boys and three girls, six rooms. I've got them all."

"Should I ask whether I should go back to my room or go to the disco next door?"

Today they had beer, not very strong, but the boys drank a lot. Lin Lang and Xia Yi had already fallen on the sofa, and Wu Jun was rubbing the heads of the three of them. The three of them were crying and lamenting that the three-wheeled vehicle owner would have a hard time after returning to China. Jiang Yiyu grabbed the tissue on the table and threw it over, which was easily caught by Wu Jun.

"Let's go clubbing!" Lin Lang and Xia Yi sat up in shock from their dying state. "Who's treating?"

Several people looked towards Jiang Yiyu.

Jiang Yiyun: "...I'll treat you, alright."

"If the boss invites you, you must go. Go after you sober up after vomiting."

Cheng Shuyi wiped the oil off her hands with a wet tissue. She and Tang Ya had already peeled a mountain of lobster shells on the table. "Then I'll go get the room card first."

"I'm with you."

Jiang Yiyun and Cheng Shuyi walked out hand in hand, leaving Tang Ya alone to fight the king crabs and the three idiots in the private room. After leaving Xiangxueju and walking along the gold-painted corridor on both sides to the ground floor lobby, Jiang Yiyun took a few steps and sighed.

"You go first, I'll go wash my hands." Although I wiped my hands with alcohol wipes after eating barbecue, I still felt a sticky touch left over, and I felt uncomfortable if I didn't wash my hands.

"Okay, the bathroom is over there." Cheng Shuyi pointed in the opposite direction of the lobby. "Sister Jiang, go wash your hands. I'll get the room card by myself."

Following the path and signboards indicated by Cheng Shuyi, Jiang Yiyu walked to the end and found the restroom. She pumped two pumps of hand sanitizer and rubbed the hands carefully.

The sound of water running in the toilet cubicle was heard, followed by the sound of high heels and the door opening, and a young and beautiful girl walked out.

Jiang Yiyu was lowering her head. When she heard the sound of high heels, she raised her head slightly and took a look in the mirror.

The heels of high heels that can make such a sharp sound must be very high. Sure enough, the pair of CL's classic 14-centimeter stilettos reflected in the bathroom mirror were even higher than hers.

Shoes of this height are usually a killer weapon for female stars when walking on the red carpet. Few people wear them normally. Obviously, girls have not yet fully mastered the center of gravity. The high-slit dress, as grand as walking on the red carpet, makes them stagger when walking, especially when they see someone in the bathroom when going out, they pull down the black sunglasses on their foreheads to cover their eyes.

Jiang Yiyu didn't pay much attention at first, but out of professional instinct, she glanced at the girl's face when she raised her eyes.

The girl, after washing her hands, carefully touched up her makeup in the mirror with lipstick and powder, applying it bit by bit while wearing sunglasses. She clearly wanted to show her face but didn't want anyone around.

Jiang Yiyu felt amused, wiped her hands, and went into the toilet cubicle to make room for her.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Yiyu came out. The girl had already left. Jiang Yiyu washed her hands and walked out of the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I went out, I saw the back of the girl I had just seen in the bathroom. She was standing by the terrace door, obviously waiting for someone.

There is a terrace next to the bathroom, which is usually a standard place for people who come out to sober up and smoke after drinking too much.

The door leading to the open-air balcony is made of two-way opaque glass, but when someone approaches to open the door, they can still see dark shadows reflected on the glass.

Jiang Yiyu was walking slowly by when she saw the tall figure pressing down on the door. The girl who passed by lifted her skirt and changed her posture to expose her thighs, looking very excited. Thinking of the annoying smell of cigarettes and alcohol, Jiang Yiyu's mouth twitched and she couldn't help but quicken her pace. When she walked by, the terrace door was pushed open, and she only had time to see a hand with clean and slender knuckles exposed.

The cool night breeze blew in, blowing up the warmth that had accumulated in the corridor. Jiang Yiyu shivered and didn't have time to think that the hand looked familiar. She was about to quicken her pace when she suddenly heard a sweet female voice behind her.

"Mr. Cheng~ I've been waiting for you for a long time~"

Jiang Yiyu's steps suddenly froze in place.

Standing on the open-air balcony, under the cold starlight and cool lighting, Cheng Shuze watched coldly as the flame of the cigarette in his hand gradually burned out.

Even the rustling wind could not calm his chaotic thoughts. His brain, which had been as calm as a machine in the past two years, was now swollen and confused. Suddenly, he seemed to have returned to the time when it was out of control and disorder.

Cheng Shuze took a last puff of his cigarette in annoyance, extinguished the cigarette butt with one hand, and wanted to leave and go home directly.

As soon as he opened the door, ignoring the artist whose name he didn't know standing at the door, his gaze suddenly stopped.

The long, curly hair as black as the waist, the back view and posture when walking.

Jiang Yiyun.

The person who had existed only in his remaining memories, hallucinations and photos for the past two years suddenly appeared before him.

It wasn't an illusion. After being together for ten years, he was familiar with every little change in the other person. Even after two empty years with only memories left, he would be able to recognize Jiang Yiyu at first sight if she turned into ashes, not to mention that the other person didn't seem to have changed much.

No, she has changed. She has lost a lot of weight. The lines of her shoulders and neck are obvious under the skirt. There is no flesh on her arms, and her waist is so thin that it can't be held in one hand.

What’s going on? Don’t you eat when you’re abroad?

She dumped him and ran away to a foreign country alone, yet she still lives such a miserable life. What does she usually do? Cheng Shuze's eyes were deep, and his already bad mood instantly became even worse.

He didn't feel sorry for Jiang Yiyu, it was just that breaking up with him just to end up like this was more like an insult to him.

Jiang Yiyun, with her back to him, clearly realized the owner of the familiar hand she had just seen from the word "Mr. Cheng". In the entire Linjiang City, Cheng Shuze was the only one in the circle who was called Mr. Cheng.

Not necessarily. Maybe there were other Mr. Chengs in the past two years that she didn't know, or maybe she had misheard. Jiang Yiyun tried to convince herself, but it was like fate was constantly stirring up hints in her heart. Even without seeing the person, her wild intuition confirmed that the person behind her must be Cheng Shuze.

At that moment, what flashed through Jiang Yiyu's mind was the charming face of the girl she saw in the bathroom and the sweet and kind name she just called.

The airport's missed appointment seems to have an answer.

That's right, there is no shortage of women around Cheng Shao. He has been dating her for ten years and he must have been tired of her a long time ago. He finally got rid of her. Naturally, there are many other options. How could he still be stuck in the memories of the past?

"Mr. Cheng, what's wrong?" the girl behind him said coquettishly. Cheng Shuze said nothing and made no movement, but Jiang Yiyu knew that he must have recognized her.

Jiang Yiyu's frozen thoughts suddenly turned. Even if the reconciliation was not as she imagined when they met their ex, it should not be like this. Cheng Shuze was embracing the newcomer and was in high spirits. She was like a loser who was still nostalgic for her ex and could not get out of the shadow of the breakup. She would cry bitterly for the other party's lack of nostalgia.

She has always been the superior one in relationships, and it is only when she makes others cry that Cheng Shuze gets to laugh at her.

Jiang Yiyu almost exhausted all her strength, but she still walked slowly without looking back, letting the uncontrollable tears rolling down her face be drowned in the shadow of the light, and walked slowly with her back straight.

As soon as Cheng Shuze returned to the corridor, Du Yisang approached him almost immediately. Under the light, her silky white naked arm carefully wrapped around Cheng Shuze's arm. President Cheng did not push her away immediately, which meant that she still caught his eye.

Du Yisang was delighted and looked at Mr. Cheng's handsome profile with an almost obsessive look.

He has a top family background, is young and handsome, cold but full of courage. Just holding his arm makes her feel safe. Du Yisang feels her heart is about to jump out just by imagining the deep affection when such an outstanding man only has her in his eyes.

So she couldn't help but move closer, covering Mr. Cheng's arm with her soft body, and acting coquettishly in a soft voice.

Mr. Cheng didn't know what he was looking at, his eyes were like the cold blade, with an indescribable depth.

Du Yisang looked up in confusion, and in the dim corridor there was only the back of a woman slowly leaving.

Until the woman's back disappeared around the corner and there were only the two of them left in the corridor, Du Yisang turned her gaze back and was about to continue acting coquettishly, but was frightened by the man's cold expression.

Almost at the moment when Jiang Yiyu's figure disappeared, Cheng Shuze's eyes flashed with anger, and he immediately started chasing after her without hesitation, without even looking at the woman who was pulling at him.

Just as Du Yisang was about to shift her center of gravity onto Mr. Cheng, he suddenly pulled her hand away and strode away. She lost her balance and fell to the ground with a cry.

Just when she was about to cry and look pitiful, Mr. Cheng didn't even look at her and just walked forward. Du Yisang didn't even bother to cry anymore and quickly stood up and followed him.

Cheng Shuze strode to the intersection where Jiang Yiyu disappeared. Just as he was about to continue chasing her, he suddenly bumped into someone walking towards him.

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The author has something to say: Cheng Shuze: Wait! I want to defend myself, what sweet and affectionate name, don’t everyone call me Mr. Cheng! It’s not my fault

Someone, get Mr. Cheng out!