Chapter 442 Regret Can Be A Greater Force Than Gratitude (1)

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Mo Yuchen was still bothered by Lu Qingfeng's claim that he and Su Xiaofei were already married. He knew that it might be one of Lu Qingfeng's attempts to annoy him to death. He knew that such a thing was possible. And so, he hired a private investigator to check on Lu Qingfeng's claims, and he was left flabbergasted and in deep shock.

The report that the private investigator had delivered to him today showed that Su Xiaofei had really married her childhood friend over a month ago, just weeks after he met the two at President Ouyang's birthday gala.

His eyes flashed red and the urge to trash everything around him was too much, but he didn't. He forced himself to rein his anger and took calming breaths. Mo Yuchen couldn't believe that Su Xiaofei had really moved on from him and chose to be someone else's wife in this lifetime.Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

He hated that he wasn't able to regain consciousness much earlier, so he could mend and rectify the things the previous Mo Yuchen had done to her. Bitterness filled his entirety as he stared at the official marriage photo of his wife with Lu Qingfeng.

Damn that Lu Qingfeng. He had totally taken advantage of Su Xiaofei's animosity towards him and lured her into marriage. He'd always known that Lu Qingfeng had been madly in love with Su Xiaofei and hated that the young man refused to move on and leave her alone. Mo Yuchen supposed Lu Qingfeng didn't want to lose his chance and had decided to marry her when he got the chance.

His assistant came and Mo Yuchen immediately set aside the report he was reading, not wanting anyone to probe on it.

"Miss Bai arrived earlier than the scheduled meeting, should we let her in?" His assistant asked, sensing that Mo Yuchen wasn't in a good mood again. He'd been brooding these days and none of them knew what had upset their boss this time.

Mo Yuchen waved a hand, suppressing a grunt.

Bai Qingyue hummed, flipped the folder open and started reading in silence. She hadn't uttered a single word of complaint, which startled Mo Yuchen. Shouldn't she be pointing at mistakes over the script and complain that she wasn't being given an appropriate amount of time to showcase her talent?

"This would do." She suddenly said, surprising him.

Bai Qingyue placed the folder on top of the glass coffee table and regarded him.

"Are you sure?" He asked suspiciously. Why did he feel like Bai Qingyue was up to something?

She raised a slender brow at him and chuckled.

"What? Isn't this what you wanted? I'm not sure why you're doing this, but you are only pushing Miss Su away with your poor attempts."

Mo Yuchen sucked in a deep breath and stared at her with annoyance.

"Why do you even care?" He spat out venomously. The last person who should criticize him was Bai Qingyue.

She shrugged and checked her well manicured nails, a mocking smile on her lips.

"I don't. I'm merely amused that you are trying to reconcile with her, given how much you hated her company before. What changed?" Bai Qingyue asked in return.

Mo Yuchen fell silent. Indeed, it was only normal for people around him to question his motive, but he only wanted to reconcile with his wife in this lifetime.

"Because regret can be a greater force than gratitude." He said meaningfully, making Bai Qingyue wonder if she had heard him right.