flstandardbreds Chapter 772 A Good Girl "Suitable" for Marriage (19)
Chapter 772 A Good Girl "Suitable" for Marriage (19)
Mu Zhou refused to stay in the stairwell with Qin Zheng and insisted on returning to the corridor.
Although Qin Zheng was in a hurry, he didn't want to completely anger her, so he could only listen to her.
"Go on, I need to go back to the company after I'm done."
Mu Zhou's face was cold, and his distant attitude was obvious.
The difference between her smiling face and the one I saw at the Japanese restaurant was like night and day.
Qin Zheng felt a pang of sadness. He swallowed hard, his voice hoarse.
"Zhouzhou, please don't treat me like this."
He truly felt like his heart was being torn apart.
He knew he had been wrong before, and that he had indeed had ulterior motives when he pursued Mu Zhou.
He didn't value her that much; he was more interested in controlling her and hoped she would cooperate with him completely and become a competent wife.
He always thought he was like that.
But as Mu Zhou left, he realized that his love for Mu Zhou had far exceeded his expectations.
As a result, he lost his composure.
Like a resentful husband, he kept coming up to her.
He spared no effort to please her and beg her, even at the cost of his own pride.
"I know you like gentle, domestic men. I can change. I've already learned to cook one dish. Give me some time, and I'll learn many more..."
These humble secrets that he dared not reveal to others seemed less difficult once he spoke of them.
"I will try to shorten my work hours as much as possible in the future, so I can spend more time at home with you."
"And those things you don't like, I won't force you to do anymore. If you don't like drinking, I won't go to bars anymore. If you don't like smoking, I can quit too..."
As Qin Zheng said this, a hint of guilt flickered in his eyes.
Yes, he knew before that Mu Zhou didn't like him smoking.
Countless times, when he still smelled of cigarettes, she would subtly furrow her brow.
He only said one thing: "Smoking too much is bad for your health."
He would casually agree, and would do the same thing next time.
After it happened several times, she stopped mentioning it.
He knew perfectly well what she wanted, yet he still ignored her preferences.
Qin Zheng thought that he would definitely respect Mu Zhou from now on.
After making these promises, he gazed intently at her.
Even so, Mu Zhou's eyes remained completely calm.
She simply said coldly:
"Is this all you wanted to say to me? Are you done? Then I'm leaving."
She completely disregarded his so-called compromise, turned and left. Anger instantly surged in Qin Zheng's eyes. He followed behind, his tone cold and full of skepticism:
"I've already changed so much for you, why won't you turn back? What exactly do you want from me?"
Mu Zhou ignored him and quickened her pace.
Qin Zheng began to speak recklessly:
"You think that university professor is some kind of good person? Do you really know him? Is what you know the real him? He's nothing but a cunning old fox, pretending to be the person you like to deceive you. Why..."
Mu Zhou suddenly stopped in his tracks, and the resentment in his eyes felt as if Qin Zheng had been stabbed in the heart.
Is she really that intolerant of him saying anything bad about Song Chuyu?
Qin Zheng felt a tightness in his chest.
Mu Zhou took a deep breath, as if to calm herself down, and then spoke again, her voice clear and cold:
"I know my boyfriend very well, you don't need to tell me more."
She paused, then turned to look at Qin Zheng again:
"In this world, it is rare to find two people who are truly compatible. If someone is exactly to your liking and you feel very comfortable with her, it must be because she is compromising with you out of love for you."
“Song Chuyu is willing to tolerate me because he loves me, which is better than when I was with you, it was always me to tolerate you.”
Her words made Qin Zheng's pupils tremble, and panic and heartache spread throughout his body.
It turns out that Mu Zhou wasn't unaware of his past actions, but rather, out of love, she was willing to forgive him.
Now that she no longer loves him, she no longer gives him that special treatment.
She hopes to be the one who is accepted.
The one who accomplished all of this was Song Chuyu.
Upon realizing this fact, Qin Zheng was so heartbroken that he could barely breathe.
He wanted to say that he could do it too.
But when he met Mu Zhou's clear eyes, he could only open his mouth, unable to utter a single word.
But Mu Zhou felt it wasn't enough.
"It was raining when I left your house that day, you know?"
Her tone wasn't aggressive, but Qin Zheng felt suffocated by her pressure.
How could he not know...?
He even had the despicable thought of giving her a little lesson in the hope that she would be more obedient in the future.
Mu Zhou knew all of this perfectly well.
No wonder she broke up with him so decisively.
But Mu Zhou's next words plunged him into despair.
“That day, the elevator in your building broke down, and I was trapped inside. Fortunately, Song Chuyu was there too.”
Mu Zhou showed no resentment or blame on his face, but simply told him calmly:
"There's really no future between us. Let's not do this again."
Qin Zheng could only stand there and watch her walk away.
Then, he became completely despondent.
*
When Mu Zhou got downstairs, he dialed Song Chuyu's cell phone.
When I answered the phone, the voice on the other end was as usual:
"Is the event over? Do you still need to work overtime tonight?"
Mu Zhou smiled and answered seriously:
"It's not over yet, I have to work overtime, don't come pick me up."
"..."
Song Chuyu's breathing seemed to pause for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.
"It's okay, just contact me after you get off work and I'll come pick you up."
"Need not."
Mu Zhou refused once again.
Song Chuyu's throat almost choked, and his slightly tense voice carried a pleading tone:
"Zhouzhou, can I come pick you up?"
His tone was almost sorrowful, as if he were talking about more than just picking her up from get off work.
Mu Zhou stood on the steps, looking at the corner of the wall not far away, and the camel-colored trench coat that was visible.
She smiled helplessly.
"Come out, I saw the hem of your clothes."
The figure suddenly paused, then slowly turned around, a look of disbelief still lingering on his sorrowful face.
Mu Zhou hung up the phone, put her hands in her coat, and quietly watched him.
Song Chuyu's heart was completely in turmoil. He walked up to Mu Zhou, lowered his head and looked down:
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you."
Mu Zhou glanced at the dejected look on his face:
"You heard everything? My conversation with Qin Zheng?"
Song Chuyu's face stiffened. He first nodded, then shook his head.
He saw the two of them standing in the corridor, talking quietly.
Qin Zheng said he would change.
He was willing to learn to cook for her and change any bad habits she disliked.
Upon hearing this, he fled in panic.
He didn't even dare to look at Mu Zhou's expression.
The arrogant Qin Zheng became so humble in her presence, could she really bear to hurt him?
Song Chuyu didn't know.
So he ran away.
After hearing Mu Zhou tell him on the phone not to come pick him up, he became even more certain of this possibility.
Mu Zhou was tired of him and no longer needed him.
Facing Mu Zhou at this moment, he didn't dare to ask a single question.
Mu Zhou looked at him:
"You didn't hear the whole thing, only a few sentences?"
Song Chuyu nodded dejectedly.
Mu Zhou chuckled helplessly.
She guessed so.