Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 584 - 585: Regret it? Then Go Get It Back.
Zhou Yu was being held by him and she shook her head vaguely.
"Don’t you like it anymore?" Min Xin’s chin rested in the hollow of her shoulder, his voice a low murmur, more coaxing than questioning. "Then why are you crying, hmm?"
Zhou Yu tried to push him away, but a woman’s strength is always far inferior to a man’s. She had no way of pushing him off. She could only say in a low voice, "Let go of me. Jingyao will be here soon."
"Do you care about him?" Min Xin asked, his tone infuriatingly smug. "What we used to do... he could picture it without even closing his eyes, couldn’t he?"
Zhou Yu knew what he meant, so she said, her patience wearing thin, "It’s not what you think between him and me."
Min Xin coaxed her, "Then what is it? Tell me, what kind of relationship involves eating together every few days? And you call each other ’Yuyu’ and ’Jingyao’ so intimately all the time?"
She had been controlled and manipulated by him for many years. Even now, he was still doing this to her. She was somewhat annoyed, her voice suppressed low, "Min Xin, we’re divorced."
The arm locking her tightened momentarily, then seemed to slowly loosen.
But his head still rested on her shoulder, his voice low, "Seems so."
Eventually, he let go of her, sat down, and pulled out a cigarette to smoke. Even this simple action made him wince in pain.
Zhou Yu sat back down, no longer in the mood for dessert, and just sat there idly.
As Min Xin smoked his cigarette, he grew a little annoyed that she remained silent. Doesn’t she care about me at all? I’m a patient, after all!
Zhou Yu raised her eyes, looked at him, then said softly, "I’ll leave first."
He continued to smoke, grabbing her wrist as she tried to move past him and somewhat forcefully pushed her back into her original position. His voice was raspy, "Wait a bit, I’ll take you home."
Zhou Yu didn’t drive, so he didn’t feel comfortable letting her leave alone. She must have been driven here by her chauffeur.
A woman like her was born to enjoy a comfortable life; he truly couldn’t imagine her taking a taxi or the subway.
Zhou Yu sat silently for a good while before saying, "I received the money you gave me. Thank you."
Min Xin scoffed, "Is that all you have to say to me?"
Zhou Yu bit her lip. "Also, you don’t need to give me any more money."
"What if I have too much money and can’t spend it all, huh?" Min Xin snorted coldly.
Zhou Yu looked at him, her voice soft, "Actually, you still have a lot of other women to support. They also need money for their upkeep."
She knew Min Xin’s aesthetic standards were quite high, and his expectations too.
When she said this, Min Xin felt like he was about to cough up blood, his voice dangerously low, "I don’t pay for those women!"
Zhou Yu said, feeling a little apologetic, "Then the household must have saved quite a bit of money over the years."
Min Xin was speechless.
She acted as if she was cutting ties with him completely, utterly unmoved by her own words. To think he had just asked her if she still liked him! She... probably didn’t like him anymore. She had no awareness at all that he had once been her man. She even seemed to think he was naturally meant to belong to so many women, and she had long stopped considering herself his wife. Now, she must be very happy and liberated.
These thoughts made Min Xin uneasy, and he fell silent.
When King Jingyao finished his work and came upstairs, he found the two of them sitting stiffly. King Jingyao chuckled, "Why aren’t you two talking?"
He sat down, took a few bites of food, and said, "Even if you can’t be husband and wife, you can always be ordinary friends."
Zhou Yu stood up. "Jingyao, I’ll be leaving first."
As King Jingyao had matters to attend to in the afternoon, he said naturally, "Jingchuan has arranged a car for you. It’s waiting downstairs."
His considerate arrangements made Min Xin feel a bit sour.
When Zhou Yu left, she simply nodded at Min Xin and departed. Min Xin’s gaze, however, was fixed on her.
Taking a few more bites, King Jingyao teased him, "Regretting it now? If you regret it, go and get her back."
Min Xin squinted his eyes. "You’d be that kind?"
"Of course, there are conditions." King Jingyao wiped his hand and smiled. "If you relinquish your current position and stand with me to fight Dark, I can guarantee Zhou Yu’s safety."
Min Xin took a drag from his cigarette and said quietly, "Aren’t you overestimating Zhou Yu’s place in my heart? I haven’t compromised all these years."
"Fine. Stubborn, are we? Then keep stewing in it!" King Jingyao got up, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "By the way, from now on you may have to live a celibate life like me. If you touch another woman, I’m afraid you won’t win Zhou Yu back in ten lifetimes."
Min Xin gritted his teeth. "I’m not you."
King Jingyao smiled and left.
As soon as he left, Min Xin’s expression turned even gloomier. He sat and smoked another cigarette before slowly making his way downstairs.
Downstairs, his secretary was waiting, and beside him was an unexpected person.
Gu Mingzhu.
Min Xin frowned. "How long have you been here?"
His secretary coughed lightly. "For a while now."
Min Xin and his secretary had an excellent rapport; he understood at once. Gu Mingzhu must have run into Zhou Yu.
He could guess what Zhou Yu would think without even trying, but he still showed Gu Mingzhu a cold expression, exchanged a few words with her, then got in the car and left.
Before leaving, Gu Mingzhu gave him an invitation to a banquet. It was an invitation to the celebration banquet for *Pain of Youth*.
In the car, Min Xin didn’t even glance at it. It was his secretary who asked, "Are you planning to go?"
Min Xin replied lightly, "We’ll attend."
The secretary couldn’t help but think that Min Xin was truly ruthless towards this Gu Mingzhu. It involved his own child, yet to divert attention, he had cruelly forced this association. People really shouldn’t be greedy; what isn’t yours will never be yours.
「...」
Meanwhile, Zhou Yu, sitting in the car, suddenly spoke, "Let’s go to Cloud He Group."
The driver knew she worked there now, so he smiled. "Alright. Are you going to see Little Gu?"
Little Gu was a favorite of King Jingyao’s, something everyone around him knew.
Zhou Yu nodded absent-mindedly, and then her thoughts began to drift.
Min Xin had asked her if she had taken her medicine. She said she had, but she hadn’t. Her period was late again.
But... but it couldn’t be such a coincidence, could it...?
She was a little scared, her fingers clenching tightly onto her handbag.
She was truly terrified of getting pregnant. If she were pregnant... Min Xin wouldn’t spare her. He would only force her to get rid of the baby.
