Chapter 73 Even in Death, He Refuses to Let Go
Despite being rivals in the business world, Zhao Mobai was still quite happy to see Zhu Jin suffer setbacks.
Zhu Jin remained silent for a long time, giving Shen Shuangmiao a deep look. In the end, he said nothing, simply turned around silently, his back view carrying an indescribable loneliness, and left alone.
After he walked away, Zhao Mobai clicked his tongue softly.
"It seems your ex-husband is quite persistent about you."
His tone was teasing but not malicious: "Judging from President Zhu's attitude, I'm afraid he won't give up so easily."
Shen Shuangmiao withdrew her gaze, her mind somewhat troubled.
"Let's go."
She didn't want to talk about it anymore.
Zhao Mobai wisely refrained from saying anything more.
The two returned to their seats.
Zhao Mobai pushed a document in front of her.
"Let's get down to business. I've looked at that project your studio shelved before, and it has great potential. I've decided to continue investing in it."
Shen Shuangmiao was somewhat surprised and took the document.
"In addition," Zhao Mobai picked up his teacup and said slowly, "My group building happens to have a floor available. The view and environment are quite good. If you are willing, you can move your studio there. I will give you the best rent as a token of my sincerity."
This is undoubtedly a great show of sincerity.
Both funding and venue provided a solution to Shen Shuangmiao's urgent needs for upgrading her studio.
Shen Shuangmiao was grateful. "Mr. Zhao, thank you."
Zhao Mobai looked at her, a meaningful smile playing on his lips, "Verbal thanks are meaningless."
He leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice, "How about we make this a real show?"
Shen Shuangmiao was startled, and her fingers holding the document tightened slightly.
She hadn't expected Zhao Mobai to be so direct. She lowered her eyes, avoiding his probing gaze, and said, "Mr. Zhao, you're joking."
Shen Shuang's words carried a clear hint of evasion.
Zhao Mobai smiled, leaned back in his chair, and regained his previous nonchalant attitude. "Just kidding, don't mind it."
He changed the subject at the right moment and started talking about other things.
The atmosphere relaxed again.
But Shen Shuangmiao's heart could not be completely calmed down.
After drinking tea, Shen Shuangmiao returned to her studio.
As night fell, she stayed in the studio alone, working overtime while her employees had all gone home.
She was left all alone in the vast space.
The lights cast a long shadow of her.
Shen Shuangmiao stared intently at the design on the computer screen, and once she was absorbed in it, she was in a pretty good mood.
Suddenly, a faint sound came from the doorway.
She looked up, and her heart skipped a beat.
Zhu Jin appeared again at some unknown time.
He stood quietly at the doorway, his figure shrouded in the shadow of the doorframe, his expression obscured.
Shen Shuangmiao realized that she had forgotten to close the door while working, put down her pen, and frowned.
What are you doing here again?
Her tone was clearly impatient: "You're not welcome here."
Zhu Jin didn't react with the same agitation or questioning as he had during the day; he simply walked in silently, his steps somewhat heavy.
He gently placed several documents on her desk, his movements even showing a hint of caution.
Shen Shuangmiao's gaze fell on those documents.
The cover is blank, so the contents are not visible.
"What's this?"
Zhu Jin looked at her with a deep gaze, "Take a look. Once you've seen it, I'll leave immediately and won't bother you at all."
Shen Shuangmiao paused, looking at the documents on the table and then at Zhu Jin standing in front of her, her heart filled with doubt and wariness.
She looked away from Zhu Jin's face, reached out, and turned to the first page.
Inside is some information about Zhao Mobai.
It details some of the less-than-honorable methods he used in his early years of making his fortune, including exploiting information asymmetry to suppress and acquire small businesses, and some capital operations that operated in the gray area.
The following pages contain his rich romantic history, screenshots from various gossip magazines, photos of him with different female companions at various events, and the timeline even extends to within a month.
“Zhao Mobai has a complicated background and his methods are not clean. Now that you are the daughter of the Su family, his approach to you may not be for pure purposes.”
"I'm doing this for your own good, stay away from him."
Shen Shuangmiao flipped through the pages one by one, her expression unchanged.
After reading the last page, she closed the file, gently pushed it back to the table, looked up, and smiled at Zhu Jin.
"I don't mind."
Zhu Jin's brows furrowed suddenly, unable to understand her reaction.
"You don't mind his rich romantic history?"
His voice was filled with disbelief, "Even if he might have ulterior motives, even if he might hurt you in the future, you don't mind?"
Shen Shuangmiao met his burning gaze, her smile gradually fading, replaced by a hint of mockery.
Her tone was so calm it was almost cruel, “No, just like when I loved you before, no matter how much it hurts, as long as I truly love you, I won’t leave easily. As long as it hasn’t reached my bottom line, I’m willing to be hurt.”
Zhu Jin's face turned pale instantly, his eyes filled with pain and sorrow.
Looking at Shen Shuangmiao's cold and calm face, he truly understood the kind of harm he had caused her in the past.
That kind of hurt is now being returned to him in its entirety.
After a long while, Zhu Jin finally spoke with difficulty, his voice terribly hoarse, "Miaomiao... I was wrong in the past, I was deceived, I hurt you, can you give me a chance?"
His tone was filled with a humble plea, a posture he had never shown before, "Let me make it up to you, is there really no possibility between us?"
He tried to recall their long-broken memories: "We once looked forward to that child. We said we would watch him grow up together, and we promised to go to Northern Europe to see the Northern Lights together."
"Our marriage shouldn't have started like this..."
The more he spoke, the colder Shen Shuangmiao's face became.
The past that he brought up now sounds nothing but irony.
Shen Shuangmiao couldn't help but interrupt him.
"Zhu Jin, tell me, who destroyed all of this? Who shattered those expectations and promises with their own hands? And now you come to me talking about making amends, talking about possibilities? Don't you think you're ridiculous?"
She pointed to the door, her eyes sharp, "Leave immediately."
All of Zhu Jin's unfinished words were stuck in his throat.
He closed his eyes and stopped arguing.
He was wrong.
He betrayed Shen Shuangmiao, so he has no right to reminisce about the past.
He was the one who ruined their past from beginning to end.
Zhu Jin silently took out a black card from the inside pocket of his suit, gently placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of her.
"This is my supplementary card, linked to all my personal liquid funds, which should be enough for you to handle many crisis situations."
Zhu Jin raised his eyes and gave her one last, deep look.
“If you suffer any losses or encounter any difficulties when you contact him, use this card. It’s something I can do for you.”
"But I won't just stand by and watch you be with him. He doesn't deserve you, Shen Shuangmiao. I hurt you, but only I can give you the best things in this world."
"We are destined to be entangled until death. I will not let go, neither will I love you nor hate you."
After saying that, Zhu Jin turned and left the office without waiting for Shen Shuangmiao's response.
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