114 “I don’t have a crush on anyone.”

"Can we meet?"

When Xu Moti made this request, her voice sounded weak and hoarse. Meng Liyue could probably imagine how haggard she looked.

She didn't show any emotion, but just asked calmly, "What?"

“I just want to apologize in person.”

"Forget it. I don't need your apology at all."

The stage of being hurt had long passed, an apology would not make up for it, and Meng Liyue did not want to have any more entanglement with her.

It's enough to know how bad her life is now.

After being rejected, Xu Moti spoke after a long time: "They are planning to divorce. I tried to persuade them, but it was useless."

"It was an immoral beginning. It took so many years to get divorced. You should just be happy."

"You..." Xu Moti seemed to want to refute, but soon lost his temper, "You're right, I always thought my mother was so pitiful, but now I know how funny the truth is."

Meng Liyue didn't have time to listen to her confession, so she asked calmly, "Are you done?"

"Wait... you are living a happy life now, right?"

"Yes, I am happy every day. I am proud of myself countless times for not being defeated by your hurt. That is why I can be as happy as I am today."

These words were not meant to make Xu Moti feel guilty, but to praise herself for getting out of the dark years. She was proud of herself.

As for Xu Moti, the title of bully will always accompany her, and the work she used to show off has become a stain on her life. Maybe she can start over, but for someone like her, it is not easy to stand up again after suffering continuous blows.

Xu Moti is at the lowest point in her life. What happens next is her business and has nothing to do with Meng Liyue.

"That's good. This is retribution. I used to disdain it, but now I understand."

Xu Moti said self-deprecatingly: "I made a big mistake, and now all of this is to atone for my own mistakes."

"No matter what you become in the future, don't bother me again. Just take care of yourself."

Meng Liyue hung up the phone with more ease than she had imagined.

She immediately forgot about it and waited for Li Fuzheng to return.

It was almost time for dinner and he finally showed up, packing some crayfish and spicy hot pot. The aroma filled the air and Meng Liyue quickly sat down at the dining table, already unable to hold back her saliva as she began to swallow.

She was about to put on her gloves to peel the shrimps, but Li Fuzheng handed her a pair of chopsticks and said, "Eat the other food first."

He sat down opposite her and quickly peeled half a bowl of shrimp and placed it in front of her.

Meng Liyue narrowed her eyes, picked up a piece of ice cream and put it to his mouth: "You eat first."

Li Fuzheng bit off the shrimp meat and curled his lips: "It tastes good."

"How do you like your clothes selection?"

Meng Liyue suddenly asked him, "Have you chosen?"

Li Fuzheng paused from peeling shrimps and asked, "How did you know?"

"I guessed."

Li Fuzheng said calmly: "It's OK."

I changed more than ten sets and confirmed them repeatedly before finally deciding on one.

"How handsome is he? Let me take a look first."

He stuffed the peeled shrimp directly into Meng Liyue's mouth: "Anyway, he's more handsome than your secret crush."

Meng Liyue chewed and chewed, her cheeks puffed up, and asked incoherently: "How do you know? What if he..."

"Impossible." Li Fuzheng interrupted him, "You only like me, how could you think he is prettier than me?"

“That seems to make sense?”

Li Fuzheng looked a little proud, but soon he pretended to be casual and asked, "How tall is he?"

Meng Liyue concealed the curve at the corner of her mouth by drinking water.

"Hmm... pretty high, right?"

"Oh."

Li Fuzheng's face darkened slightly and he began to think, could it be that he had to choose a pair of leather shoes with higher heels?

When the time comes, he will go straight to 190. He doesn’t believe that anyone can be taller than him!

She always said she didn't care, but in fact she cared a lot. Li Fuzheng put his tongue on her cheek and after a long while, he asked again: "Is he your childhood sweetheart?"

Since I invited my mother-in-law to the wedding, I must have known her since childhood.

Li Fuzheng had already imagined how Meng Liyue and the other party were childhood sweethearts, and how they were separated due to various reasons.

No wonder she has a crush on him.

Hearing his sour question, Meng Liyue answered him seriously: "We broke up not long after knowing each other, so it shouldn't count."

During the three years of high school, she and he were so familiar with each other that they could not be called childhood sweethearts.

Li Fuzheng's expression eased a little, and Meng Liyue smiled and urged him: "Don't worry about peeling shrimps for me, eat quickly."

After feeding another piece of shrimp into his mouth, Meng Liyue finally realized how easy it was to please Li Fuzheng.

This makes me happier.

Before dinner was finished, Li Fuzheng's cell phone on the table lit up. He glanced at it and raised his eyebrows: "Your friend."

"Um?"

"Xiao Rong."

"What's the matter with her?"

Li Fuzheng said: "Very powerful."

He spun his phone around, and Meng Liyue saw the message on WeChat.

Qi Zhi: "If someone who texts you every day suddenly stops texting you, what does that mean?"

Meng Liyue exclaimed, "Xiao Rong's strategy is really effective. I thought it wouldn't have any effect on someone like Qi Zhi."

"What's up?"

Meng Liyue pushed her phone over and said, "Just reply. Xiao Rong will be very happy if he knows."

"I'll add fuel to her fire."

Li Fuzheng opened the dialogue box and typed: "I wanted to pursue you, but when I realized I couldn't, I gave up."

Meng Liyue knew what he said and commented: "You are so cruel."

"His family is worried, so I'm doing my uncle and aunt a big favor."

Dinner was finally almost done. Li Fuzheng cleaned up and went into the bedroom. He took off his clothes while Meng Liyue watched him.

Her eyes swept across the muscular lines on the man's back. Just as she was about to compliment him on his exercise results, he picked up his pajamas and walked towards the bathroom. He passed by Meng Liyue and did nothing.

Meng Liyue: "...Husband!"

"Um?"

She was a little jealous but too embarrassed to say it.

Li Fuzheng raised the corner of his mouth and invited: "Together?"

Meng Liyue slowly moved over: "That's fine."

As soon as she arrived in front of him, she was picked up by the man.

Li Fuzheng lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Tell me first, who is better?"

Putting her arms around his neck, Meng Liyue said solemnly, "It's you."

He was very satisfied with this answer, and followed it up with even more ruthless actions, as if to prove that he was indeed better.

…

It's a new day and both of them have to go to work.

Meng Liyue packed up and changed into a black work suit. She tied her long hair behind her head, looking very capable.

Li Fuzheng adjusted his tie. He did not wear his uniform jacket, but hung it on his wrist. He dragged his suitcase and walked behind Meng Liyue.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, she said to Li Fuzheng without any warning: "Actually, I have never had a crush on anyone."

He stopped, his pupils constricted: "What?"

Meng Liyue went to press the elevator button and said cheerfully, "I will tell you the truth I hid in my diary when I come back tonight."