“Lin Lan!” Zhong Luo Xuan said word by word, “Were we both deceived?”
Chu Yue remained silent, not knowing what to say.
After a while, Luo Xuan sighed dejectedly, “How could I be so foolish! How could I so easily believe her words…” His tone was filled with gritted teeth, making Chu Yue tremble.
She gently pressed the end call button. Even so, when he had suddenly distanced himself from her before, she hadn’t questioned anything, simply accepting that their fate had ended. Now, with the truth revealed, she understood that she ultimately hadn’t loved deeply enough. If it were true love, wouldn’t one not care about such things?
Chu Yue sat blankly on the sofa, her thoughts in disarray.
Back then, she was a novice writer, unable to write as freely as she could now. To meet an editor’s requirements, she had written a story about a hostess at a nightclub. To make her work more authentic and touching, she had infiltrated her friend’s workplace, becoming close with the “ladies” to obtain vivid material. She never imagined that Lin Lan would make such a big issue out of this, nor that Luo Xuan would distance himself because of it!
But Lin Lan, if you chose to lie and deceive, why reveal the truth now? How are we supposed to get along in the future? Chu Yue was suffering from a headache.
The phone rang again. Who could it be this time? Chu Yue sighed, picked up the phone. The screen showed: Woman Like the Wind. Her? Chu Yue couldn’t help but smile.
At this moment, she should have been on her honeymoon with Luo Xuan, a beautiful new bride. Chu E’s heart sank. Could it be that she already knew about her drunken slip of the tongue? She poured a glass of water and handed it to Lin Lan, her emotions complex.
If she didn’t know the truth, it would be fine, and she could still ask caringly, “What’s wrong?” But now, she really didn’t know how to face her! Should she hate her? Or pretend nothing had happened? Chu E sighed.
