Chapter 15: Still Holding a Grudge
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Chu Yuhe was at his company’s wrap-up party. After he walked out to answer a call, he finished talking and turned around, catching a glimpse of a familiar figure.
The light in the corridor was a little dim, so he was a bit uncertain. “Is it really you, Yanyan?”Yôur favorite stories at novelhall.com
Xu Xiyan paused, looked up at the man not far away from her, her eyes groggy.
After recognizing who he was, with a sneer in her eyes, she could still remember the disgusting scene in the past.
Five years ago, at the dinner, they not only drugged her, but also wanted to give her to the investor in exchange for the company’s interests. They trashed her, and even wanted to ruin her afterwards.
On that night, Xu Xiyan’s heart was broken into pieces. Betrayed by the two people who she trusted the most, she felt more pain than being stabbed by a knife.
She was still holding a grudge until this day.
She must make them taste double the shame and hurt that they brought her. Otherwise, it would be too easy on the shameless couple.
Chu Yuhe put on his look of deep affection. Even he could not tell what he was feeling, trying to make her stay at this moment.
He actually started to miss her, and even had an impulse to get back together with her.
After all, Xu Xinrou had micromanaged him to the teeth, which was suffocating, making him miss how obedient Xu Yiyan had been in the old days.
The return of Xu Xiyan was undoubtedly a welcome rain after a prolonged spell of drought.
He remembered that since they were little, she had always made him the center of her world. Now, as long as he curled his finger, she would definitely return to his embrace, right?
“Waiting for me? Ha... I remember we broke up five years ago?”
Xu Xiyan crossed her arms and reminded him calmly. “If I remember correctly, President Chu still owes me a breakup fee of 500,000!”
“...” Chu Yuhe’s face turned pale. And after a few seconds of awkwardness, he braced himself to suggest, “Yanyan, let’s talk.”
“We don’t seem to have anything to talk about.”
When Xu Xiyan spoke directly and brushed past him, Chu Yuhe grabbed her arm, as if he would not let her go today without having a chance to “talk to her.”
“Chu Yuhe, what do you want?” Fang Xiaocheng screamed, “Let go of Yanyan!”
Wang Dazhi also stepped forward and bristled at Chu Yuhe. “Let go of her. You hear me?”