Chapter 73
She hated He Qingzhao to death!
When Cheng Jiamo first met He Qingzhao, she was shocked by his height. At that time, He Qingzhao was twenty-four years old, a fully developed adult man, and his height had reached 1.92 meters. He looked particularly tall and handsome.
At that time, she was only sixteen years old and just 1.6 meters tall. Standing in front of He Qingzhao, she looked like a child who hadn't grown up.
After she got together with He Qingzhao, she met He Qingzhao's two cousins, He Zongxun and He Jingyang, and found that all three He brothers were very tall.
He Zongxun is a little taller than He Qingzhao, at 192.6 meters, which is almost 1.93 meters.
He Jingyang is the shortest of the three brothers, standing at 1.88 meters tall. However, his "shortness" is only compared to his two exceptionally tall older brothers. Compared to the others, he still stands out from the crowd.
Now, standing in front of He Qingzhao's youngest cousin, He Zihong, she was once again shocked by the tall genes of the He family. Judging from the height difference between her and He Zihong, she estimated that He Zihong was also 1.9 meters tall, because she looked very short in front of He Zihong and had to stand on her tiptoes to hook her arms around He Zihong's neck.
As He Qingzhao drew closer, Cheng Jiamo felt a surge of provocation. She stood on tiptoe, stretched out her arms, and hooked her arms around He Zihong's neck, pressing herself almost against him. Just as she was about to make an even bolder move and rest her face on He Zihong's shoulder...
He Qingzhao strode up behind He Zihong, grabbed his collar, and yanked him hard, causing him to stagger backward. At the same time, He Qingzhao put his arm around Cheng Jiamo's waist and pulled her into his arms.
He Zihong was about to curse, but when he saw that it was his older brother He Qingzhao, he silently swallowed the curse words that were about to come out.
Cheng Jiaming, however, did not have He Zihong's respect. She immediately cursed, "He Qingzhao, you bastard, let go!"
He Qingzhao not only didn't let go, but instead picked her up and quickly turned around and walked towards the Bentley parked on the side of the road.
Cheng Jiamo raised her hand to slap him, but He Qingzhao was prepared and quickly grabbed her wrist before her hand could land.
When Cheng Jiamo couldn't hit him, she opened her mouth and bit his neck, her teeth digging deep into his flesh, drawing blood until the taste of blood filled her mouth and made her feel nauseous. Only then did she release her mouth, glaring at him with eyes full of hatred.
Ignoring the burning pain in his neck, He Qingzhao carried her quickly forward, soon reaching the car, opening the door, and shoving her inside.
Cheng Jiamo pushed him, hit him, scratched and clawed at his neck and face, and struggled to get off the bus.
He Qingzhao pressed her body down and got into the car, then wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into a strong embrace.
Cheng Jiamo screamed and hit him, "Let go! He Qingzhao, let me go!"
He Qingzhao grabbed her waist with both hands and pulled her onto his lap, looking at her face to face: "Can you calm down?"
Cheng Jiamo was so angry that she laughed. She stopped hitting him and struggling. Instead, she looked at him with a smile, her eyes reddening and tears streaming down her face.
"He Qingzhao, you are disgusting! You make me feel disgusted!"
He Qingzhao's jawline was taut, making his facial contours cold and hard. The veins on his forehead bulged, and his whole person exuded a fierce and terrifying ruthlessness. He no longer had any of the refined and elegant air of a noble young master. Instead, he looked like a tyrannical and ruthless underworld boss.
Looking at He Qingzhao like this, Cheng Jiamo felt a sense of fear, but she still glared at him stubbornly.
He Qingzhao loosened his grip on her waist, but didn't let go. Instead, he suppressed his fierce aura, narrowed his long phoenix eyes slightly, and smiled gently at her: "Alright, I was wrong."
After saying that, he raised a hand and gently touched her head, his movements and eyes tender, as if he were coaxing a crying child who wanted candy.
Cheng Jiamo was so angry that she laughed, but her laughter was filled with despair: "He Qingzhao, please let me go."
She really couldn't take it anymore. Being deceived and teased by He Qingzhao time and time again, her patience had reached its limit. She could no longer bear any more of his deception. If she continued to be deceived, she would go crazy!
He Qingzhao held her in one arm and gently stroked her face with the other, his thumb lightly rubbing the corner of her reddened eyes. He said in a low voice, "I'll rewrite them for you, sixty letters, okay?"
Cheng Jiamo looked at his face and sneered, "He Qingzhao, do you think I'm shameless? Do you think that as long as you give me the slightest bit of kindness, I'll wag my tail and lick your boots?"
He Qingzhao panicked, his heart pounded wildly, and he was so flustered that he tightened his grip on her waist as if he could keep her there.
He suddenly hugged Cheng Jiamo tightly, holding her petite and soft body close. He nuzzled her neck with his chin, turned his head to kiss her ear, and said in a hoarse and deep voice with a slight tremor, "No, Jiamo, I didn't think that way."
Cheng Jiamo remained unmoved; his kiss on her ears did not elicit any reaction, not even a hint of red, remaining as white as snow.
She pushed He Qingzhao's face away and looked at him calmly: "You didn't think that way? Ha, but you've always done that, always arrogantly mocking me, treating me like a fool."
"No, Momo, I didn't."
He Qingzhao, who is always confident, composed, and at ease in any situation, seemed to have lost the ability to speak at this moment, and could only repeat the word "no" in a pale and monotonous way.
Cheng Jiamo ignored his reply and continued, "I asked you to write a love letter. If you didn't want to, you didn't have to agree. But what did you do? You agreed, but then you had another man write it for you."
At this point, her eyes reddened again, and her voice choked with emotion: "I don't know what your motivation was, but I know that the thought that those tender words were written to me by another man makes me feel..."
Her voice was thick with nasal tone, and her eyes held a melancholy like the misty rain of Jiangnan. She pursed her lips and forced back her tears.
“For the past twenty-nine days, I received love letters from you every day. Even though the content was exaggerated and cheesy, I was still very happy. Because I didn’t know that it was written by someone else, I really thought that those sweet words were from you to me. Every time I read the love letters, my heart felt as sweet as if it were coated with honey.”
"But now, when I think about how you had someone else write those love letters, and how you watched me laugh every time I read them, I feel like the biggest idiot in the world. Every time I see you, I'm reminded of how foolish I was! I can't forgive you, and I can't forgive myself. Only by leaving you can I forget the stupid things I did!"
She rolled off He Qingzhao, got out of the car, and before leaving, turned back to him and said, "He Qingzhao, let's end things here. Let's part amicably and not make a scene. No matter what, you saved me when I was in trouble and helped me. To me, you were a savior in the cold rainy season, the white moonlight I've cherished in my heart for three years. Despite all the unpleasant things that happened between us, the good and the bad cancel each other out, and the past is gone with the wind. I won't resent you or hate you, but I really can't continue being with you. You are a good person, very outstanding, and you will meet a better and more outstanding girl."
The car door closed, and Cheng Jiamo walked towards the subway entrance with her back to He Qingzhao's luxury car.
He Qingzhao watched her walk away through the car window, watching her figure disappear completely on the escalator. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his heart, as if something had rushed out from the depths of his heart, causing the tendons in his heart to snap and shatter.
His face was tense, his jaw muscles clenched tightly, and his Adam's apple bobbed rapidly as he tried his best to suppress the excruciating pain.
His long, slender hand with distinct knuckles reached into the armrest box next to him, took out the love letter he had just written that morning, clenched his fingers, and crumpled the letter.
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Cheng Jiamo walked into the subway station, but in the end she couldn't hold back. She turned her back to the pedestrians and hid in a corner to cry for a while. After crying, she took a deep breath and called Li Zhuyue.
She doesn't want to go back to school, but she has nowhere else to go, so she can only seek comfort from Li Zhuyue.
However, she called Li Zhuyue three times but no one answered, and then the call wouldn't go through. She tried video calling Li Zhuyue, but still no one answered. She also sent Li Zhuyue messages, but Li Zhuyue didn't reply.
She wasn't sure if Li Zhuyue was filming outside or hadn't left her phone. To avoid wasting her time, she decided to ask Li Zhuyue's roommate, Zhan Ningxiang.
During her first semester of freshman year, she often visited Li Zhuyue at the Film Academy, which is how she met Li Zhuyue's roommate, Zhan Ningxiang.
There are four people in Li Zhuyue's dormitory. Besides Li Zhuyue and Zhan Ningxiang, the other two girls do not live in the dormitory often, so Cheng Jiamo only knows Zhan Ningxiang.
Cheng Jiaming sent Zhan Ningxiang a message: [Xiangxiang, has Yueyue come back from filming?]
Guard Zhan: [Don't you know yet?]
C&Z: [What do you know?]
Guardian Zhan: [She's been blacklisted by the big boss. Even the drama she got at the beginning of the year was canceled. The first dozen or so episodes she filmed have been cut, and the production team has found someone else to replace her.]
C&Z: [What happened? Why was she blacklisted?]
Guard Zhan: [As you know, powerful and influential people are everywhere in Beijing. She was just unlucky and offended some big shot.]
C&Z: [How could she have offended someone? Do you know the specifics of what happened?]
Guardian Zhan: [I don't know the specifics, I only know that at the beginning of the year she joined several entertainment industry groups. A little over a month ago, someone in one of the groups posted a wedding photo of a big shot. Not long after, the person who posted the photo, along with several others who egged her on and liked it, were all banned. Yueyue did something, and she was banned too.]
C&Z: [Thanks! Where is Yueyue now?]
Guard Zhan: [She dropped out of school. After being blacklisted, she left Jingbei. I don't know where she went.]
C&Z: [Thank you.]
After replying to the message, Cheng Jiamo turned and ran towards the subway station exit, taking the stairs two steps at a time. She exited the subway station and saw that He Qingzhao's car had already left.
She hurriedly called He Qingzhao, and the call was answered after a few seconds. Suppressing her anger, she quickly questioned, "He Qingzhao, was it you who blacklisted Li Zhuyue?"
When she asked that question, she desperately hoped it wasn't He Qingzhao. Despite their strained relationship, she still hoped that He Qingzhao's true nature was good and bright.
However, she heard He Qingzhao say in a cold tone, "Yes."
Boom!
Cheng Jiamo felt as if fireworks had exploded in her mind.
She froze for a moment before snapping out of it, then roared almost frantically, "He Qingzhao! You're not human! You're so evil, you're a demon!"
He Qingzhao's car was parked not far from the subway station, under a row of locust trees. He sat in the car smoking, smoking hard, taking a deep drag each time, swallowing it all into his lungs, until the cigarette burned out before extinguishing it, and then smoking one after another, like an addict.
The carriage was filled with smoke and a strong smell of tobacco. He Qingzhao sat in the smoke with his eyes lowered, listening to Cheng Jiamo's roar filled with intense hatred. He blew out a puff of smoke and laughed in a hoarse voice: "You're right, I am the evil spirit."
Cheng Jiamo couldn't hold back any longer and cried as she asked, "Why? He Qingzhao, why did you do this? You knew she was my friend, why did you blacklist her?"
He Qingzhao took a drag of his cigarette, his voice low and indifferent: "I'm telling her, don't try anything funny, especially not with me."
Cheng Jiamo was furious, biting her lip in anger: "How could my friend be so scheming? How did she manage to scheme against you? She didn't take those photos, nor did she post them! She just told me about you taking wedding photos with someone..."
She suddenly realized what she was saying and sneered, "Ha, I know! It's because she told me about your marriage to someone else that I broke up with you, so you held a grudge and blocked her!"
He Qingzhao: "During the Spring Festival, she deliberately posted your photos on her WeChat Moments to attract He Lin's attention. Later, when she sent you her wedding photos, it wasn't out of genuine concern for you, but simply..."
Cheng Jiaming roared, "Enough! He Qingzhao, you've really gone too far!"
Tears streaming down her face, her voice hoarse, she said, "As the saying goes, even if you don't care about the monk, you should care about the Buddha. He Qingzhao, if you had even a little bit of affection for me, you shouldn't have blacklisted her for my sake. That proves you have absolutely no feelings for me..."
She couldn't continue; continuing would only torture herself.
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Jiamo squatted on the ground, buried her face in her hands, and cried so hard she almost fainted.
At that moment, she felt extremely sad, helpless, and desperate!
Aside from the three years she spent in Thailand, she had never felt this despair since returning home. But now, she felt as if she had returned to four years ago, to that gloomy, cold, rainy day, where everything was dark and she couldn't see a single ray of light.
He Qingzhao drove his car to the subway station again and saw Cheng Jiamo squatting on the ground, crying her heart out. The little girl was curled up in a small ball, her whole body trembling from crying. He Qingzhao's heart swelled up, as if all those tears had flowed into his heart, creating a huge wave that crashed against his chest, making him feel both bloated and painful.
Cheng Jiamo forced back her tears, looked up, and saw the silver Bentley parked by the roadside. A surge of rage suddenly rose in her heart.
She glared at the car with hatred in her eyes, then took off her matching couple phone case, smashed it against the car window, removed the SIM card from the phone with the SIM card ejector tool on the lanyard, put the SIM card away, stared angrily at the car window, and slammed the phone to the ground!
This phone was a gift from He Qingzhao two weeks ago; it was the latest iPhone. She didn't smash it out of arrogance, but because she was filled with such hatred at that moment!
She hated He Qingzhao to the core, and she didn't want anything related to him! She only wanted to destroy it!
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