Chapter 572: 572: In This Life, There's No More Reunion

She dawdled for a long time before she finally finished getting ready, and after a satisfied glance in the mirror, she made her way downstairs.

Shen Chi was already seated on the sofa, working, with a laptop on his thighs, his face wearing an expression of seriousness and focus.

“Workaholic,” Xu Chaomu muttered discontentedly, walking to the table to pour herself a glass of plum juice.

She shook the glass in front of him, “Want some?”

Shen Chi glanced at her, childish.

He continued to work, and Xu Chaomu pouted, shaking her glass again, “Why aren’t you talking to me?”

Shen Chi turned his head, a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth, “Feed me, and I’ll drink.”

“…” Xu Chaomu gave him a glare, “Forget it if you don’t want it.”

He didn’t like sour tastes, she knew that, she was doing it on purpose.

Biting on her straw, she took a sip of the plum juice, intending to leisurely go outside to meet Yu Weiwei, when Shen Chi suddenly snatched the glass from her hand and took a sip through her straw.

After finishing, he let go and handed the plum juice back to her.

Xu Chaomu froze on the spot, looking at him and then down at her glass.

Was this considered… an impropriety?

The person in question appeared nonchalant, as if nothing had happened, continuing to work with furrowed brows and pursed thin lips.

Xu Chaomu’s large eyes blinked rapidly, the impeccably dressed man before her, truly a wolf in sheep’s skin.

She glanced again at the straw in her cup, wondering whether to keep drinking or to keep drinking?

After hesitating for a moment, she gave Shen Chi a contemptuous look and turned to leave the living room.

Half an hour later, Yu Weiwei arrived outside the Shen Family villa.

She had just parked her BMW when Xu Chaomu came out to greet her.

“Haven’t you had dinner yet? Perfect, have some at my place,” Xu Chaomu cheerfully offered, taking her bag.

Yu Weiwei smiled, “No thanks, Chaomu, I’ve got things to do when I get back, I’ve come to thank Mr. Shen.”

“You don’t need to come in person to thank him; a call would suffice. Besides, he didn’t really help you that much.”

“That’s not true, 65 million is no small sum,” Yu Weiwei said.

Even though for Shen Chi that amount was a drop in the bucket, it was astronomical to her.

With that, the two entered the living room.

Shen Chi was still working on the sofa, Yu Weiwei walked up to him, and politely said, “Mr. Shen, thank you for helping me pay off that debt. I will pay you back as soon as possible.”

“No need to thank me,” Shen Chi replied indifferently, showing little emotion.

Xu Chaomu brought over a fruit platter, insisting that Yu Weiwei sit down.

“Try a grape, they’re fresh,” Xu Chaomu enthusiastically peeled one for her.

“Thanks, you too,” Yu Weiwei replied after taking a bite, then peeled a grape for Xu Chaomu.

The two chatted and fed each other fruit.

Shen Chi across from them couldn’t stand watching. Were they blatantly ignoring him?

His profound eyes moved, he packed up his laptop, and walked out of the living room.

Outside, the evening breeze was soothing, the scent of flowers fragrant, the summer night so beautiful it was intoxicating.

He made a call to Li Beiting, “Yu Weiwei is at my house.”

“Oh,” Li Beiting lazily responded.

He was leaning on the sofa, his face worn out. Today, he had gone nowhere and hadn’t even eaten dinner.

“She came to thank me.”

“As long as she received the money,” Li Beiting said indifferently, “I’ll pay you back soon.”

“You don’t need to pay me back; make up your own mind,” Shen Chi replied in a deep, cold voice.

“I’ve made up my mind, her future… I won’t be part of it anymore…”

“Fine.”

Shen Chi didn’t say much, he never liked meddling in other people’s affairs. Whatever choices they made, it had nothing to do with him.

But the outcome, whatever it was, they had to bear themselves.

After hanging up, Li Beiting struggled to calm himself.

She was in Shen Chi’s house, which was very close to his own; he only had to walk over to meet her.

Li Beiting took a bottle of red wine from the table and raised it, letting it flow slowly down the side of the glass.

After pouring half a glass, he downed it in one gulp.

His hand touched a drawer, and when he pulled it open, he found a lipstick.

He looked at the lipstick in silence, a bitter smile on his lips.

This smile was laced with too much desolation and pain. There was a throbbing in his chest.

The engagement ring he had given her must have been thrown away by now. It had been three years since their breakup, and she had long lost much of her feelings for him.

Maybe, he had been too persistent.

Now, he chose to let go and to wish her well, both in her career and in her love life.

Eventually, they were just drifting further apart along parallel lines. Walking, walking, until they became strangers.

In this world, how many loves from one’s youth last until the hair turns gray?

With the lipstick in his hand, there was a moment when his eyes reddened and his nose tingled inexplicably.

He turned and aimed for the window, flinging the lipstick outside with force…

In this life, there would be no more reunions.

…

When Yu Weiwei left the Shen Family’s house, more than an hour had passed.

Xu Chaomu talked a lot with her; there was no end to their conversation after five years.

As she left, the wind was strong, rustling the leaves. Yu Weiwei hugged her shawl and waved goodbye to Xu Chaomu.

In such an evening breeze, under such an atmosphere, Yu Weiwei felt a tinge of sadness.

There was a dull ache in her chest, she couldn’t describe what she was feeling.

The wind brushed against her face, with leaves falling on her shoulder, she squinted slightly.

“Weiwei, drive carefully, and remember to call me when you get home,” Xu Chaomu waved, reluctantly seeing her off.

Yu Weiwei nodded, closed the car window, and slowly drove the car away from the Shen Family’s house.

She didn’t drive fast; just a short distance down the road was the Li Family villa.

She had been there once before, but that single visit was enough to never forget…

The lights were bright in the Li Family villa; Yu Weiwei lowered her eyelids, not looking that way.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Every time she passed by, memories from three years ago seemed to rush back. Back then, when she first went to the Li Family with Li Beiting, she was so happy, but after returning, she cried for a long time…

At that thought, her eyes started to sting, the rims turning red.

She raised her hand, wiping the tear at the corner of her eye, and looked ahead, continuing to drive onward.

Thankfully there was no one around, and it was quite dark outside, else it would have been embarrassing for her, an adult, to be seen crying.

Her car slowly left the luxurious villa complex, and as the white shape disappeared into the night sky, she never noticed a familiar figure standing in the window of the Li Family villa.

Li Beiting stood at the study window, looking down with a view that let him see everything below.