Chapter 661: Rent a Room at the Hotel

Xu Chaomu didn’t wait for Shen Chi to speak and continued, “You always treat me with this attitude, I don’t think we can be together for long. There are many women pursuing you as well, you don’t lack one Xu Chaomu.”

She admitted that Shen Chi’s words this time truly stabbed her in the heart.

He actually said to her, “You’ve dated Lou Yanli, slept with Nie Chenglang, and shared a bed with me, Shen Chi; you’re really something. In front of me, you always act innocent and pure, but behind the scenes, you’re fooling around with several men. No wonder, at a young age, you knew how to climb into a man’s bed.” Such words!

She was so angry that her whole body was shaking, her wrist tightly gripped by him, unable to move.

In his heart, had he ever truly accepted her?

“Shen Chi, I know you despise me inside; you say you don’t care, that you’ll be good to me and the child, but in reality, you can’t possibly not care. You don’t have to force yourself to accept me, and you certainly don’t have to accept me out of guilt. I don’t accept charity!”

“Xu Chaomu…”

“Shen Chi, if you really can’t let go in your heart, then let go. You should know that there’s always something between us, something I haven’t said. Do you think I would forget just because I haven’t mentioned it? Thirteen years ago…”

Shen Chi let go of her wrist, placed his hands on her shoulders, and in a flash, pushed her against the wall.

His lips immediately pressed down, sealing all the words she was about to say below…

He admitted he was afraid to listen.

“Mmm…” Xu Chaomu struggled, her hands pounding on his back.

Her face turned crimson with urgency; at this moment, while she was still angry, she was very averse to Shen Chi’s kiss.

His kiss was as domineering as ever, if he wanted her, she couldn’t refuse!

Shen Chi was both angry and annoyed; she clearly knew how much he cared about her.

But her words also scared him, as it turned out, in her heart, she had always dwelt on the matter of her mother…

Yes, her silence didn’t mean she had forgotten.

Her smiling and frolicking with him didn’t mean she stopped caring about these things.

He kissed her lips, unwilling to let go, afraid of hearing her speak those words again.

He also knew he had been too impulsive just now, that his words were too harsh. He never despised her; he meant it when he said he’d treat her and the child well, he was always sincere.

Xu Chaomu couldn’t struggle free from him and gradually, she gave up struggling, letting him kiss her.

His lips ground back and forth over her red lips, savoring the fragrance that belonged to her alone.

Just as he closed his eyes to savor more, suddenly there were two cool droplets on his face.

Opening his eyes, he realized, she was crying.

Tears fell from her eyes onto his face, her eyes filled with despair and pain.

He panicked, released her lips, and reached out to wipe away her tears.

However, her tears couldn’t be stopped; with red, swollen eyes, she just looked at him emptily and lifelessly.

Time seemed to stand still, and the whole office was quiet.

After a long while, a cold smile tugged at the corner of her lips, her watery eyes, her face displaying utter helplessness and despair.

Using all her strength, she pushed Shen Chi away, without saying another word, she ran off, leaning on the wall…

She left his office, she didn’t want to talk to him.

This man is irrational; she received an unsigned rose, could she even be blamed for that?

“Mumu!” Shen Chi chased after her.

Xu Chaomu frantically pushed the elevator button, and when he came out after her, she had already entered the elevator, frantically pressing the close button.

The door shut, she collapsed inside the elevator, her mind in turmoil.

In her ears were his cold, sharp admonishments, his commanding tone, he’s always like this.

This time, he said words that were too harsh, words that she couldn’t bear.

Shen Chi arrived at the elevator just as it slowly descended.

He shook his head weakly; every time he encountered these situations, he couldn’t remain calm, was it because he cared about her too much, or was it because she didn’t care about him enough…

All his rationality collapsed in an instant, and he had to admit, a certain young woman was his nemesis, someone he couldn’t escape for his entire life…

He truly couldn’t remain calm.

After running downstairs, Xu Chaomu didn’t dare go to the design department; she knew her eyes must be bloodshot red.

Once in the restroom, she realized, indeed they were.

Whoever played the prank of sending her the roses, if she found out, she would not let them off easily.

She washed her face in the restroom, her heart still heavy.

Jingcheng

Under the dazzling neon lights, the prosperity of Jingcheng shines. The hosting of the Olympics has given this ancient city an astonishing charm. As the national political, cultural, and international exchange center, this city with a construction history of 3000 years and history as capital for 850 years, has become a sacred place in the hearts of the people nationwide.

The bar district in the east of Jingcheng, a place that rivals the famous Beicheng bar district. At this moment, not far from the Beijing Old House Bar in a small bar nearby, under the dim street lamp, a middle-aged man is staggering down the street, casting a long shadow.

It’s the middle of summer, wearing cheap ten-buck street stall shorts, colorful like beach shorts, and the fabric is very average. You can’t expect much from something that only costs ten yuan. He is wearing a vest on his upper body. It’s white, and there’s a flower printed on the left chest. The headline is quite intimidating, Huaxia Military Commission. Below is the word ‘August 1’. The middle-aged man is unkempt, stubbly. But his face hints at a handsome figure. When he was young, the man must have been an attractive lad. However, from how he is limping, the former heartthrob appears to be a cripple now.

The alcohol in his hand is the cheapest Red Star Erguotou. Under the dim street lamp, the middle-aged man staggers onto the street, occasionally stopping to gulp down a couple of mouthfuls.

On the street, all of a sudden, an Aston Martin roars past, closely followed by a Ferrari F430. Both cars are convertibles. There are four or five men and women screaming and howling in the cars. Onlookers sigh at the sight of these children of wealthy families in the capital, maintaining their usual arrogance.

“At that moment, the two cars suddenly make a U-turn and directly drive against the traffic towards the middle-aged man. As if this is not an issue at all. The plates on the cars are equally intimidating, it’s a Jingcheng Military District license plate. No wonder these people dare to be so arrogant.

The young man in the driver’s seat of the Aston Martin gets out of the car, wearing a casual Versace T-shirt. Very short buzz cut. Two young girls are with him, one of them is in a strapless mini skirt. Underneath the thin strap, it’s like a hollow, and the black bra can be clearly seen. Her ears are full of piercings, hanging with no fewer than ten earrings; the other one is wearing a small tank top and a pair of jean shorts. Her figure is equally irresistible. What is even more unique is that she has a lip ring. Paired with this outfit, she looks quite wild.

As soon as the man gets out of the car, the two women also follow, one on his left and one on his right, nonchalantly clinging to his arms.

“Oh! Isn’t this our famous Prince Nie in Jingcheng? Why aren’t you at Dynasty Hotel? Why aren’t you at the State Guesthouse? On this kind of street, tsk tsk, drinking Red Star Erguotou that only costs three dollars a bottle. Your taste is indeed extraordinary.” The young man’s face shows not a shred of respect but instead a hint of mockery. He walks arrogantly towards the middle-aged man.

At this moment, a fat man with a beautiful woman also gets out of the Ferrari. The fat man is from Jinzhou where the coal industry prevails. Coal bosses are rich. A few years ago, there was an anecdote. The coal bosses from Jinzhou, carrying sacks of cash, went to Beijing and Hucheng to buy houses. Instead of buying houses one at a time, they bought by blocks. The extent of their booming wealth is very much apparent.

The fat man’s surname is Yan, and his given name is Hua. He shares the same surname as Yan Laoxi, a well-known Local Emperor from Jinzhou. The fat man’s family is a famous coal business in Jinzhou, owning several coal mines, and a coking plant. His family sent him to study in Jingcheng. The purpose wasn’t to make him a specialist. Yan’s father only had one goal, acknowledging the political power in Jingcheng, letting the fat man use their wealth to open roads and get to know the children of high officials and dignitaries. The fat man shouldered the responsibility well. Relying on the large amount of cash in hand, he also got to know a lot of people in the circle of princes, and Yan spent hundreds of millions of Yuan, finally getting results. This young man before him was an example, and he was truly of noble pedigree.

“Young Yang, this is the waste you’re talking about? The illegitimate son of the Nie family. The one in Jingcheng who is known as the Comet?” The fat man often hangs out with the young man, naturally, he also heard some stories from within the circle, and among them, the most often mentioned is this Prince Nie.

At this moment, the middle-aged man just staggers and sits on the flowerbed, not at all bothered by Yang Zhi’s ridicule. As if they weren’t talking about him at all. He completely ignores Yang Zhi like he’s just thin air, shaking his head and seemingly immersed in the drunken numbness. Glug, he takes another gulp of Erguotou.

This move infuriated Yang Zhi, and a flash of anger crossed his face. He kicked out promptly, solidly planting his foot on the chest of the middle-aged man, sending the older man sprawling on the ground. Looking at the middle-aged man now curled up in a ball of pain, Yang Zhi raged, “Nie Zhenbang, you’re really fucking enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“Huage, what did this old guy do to offend Master Yang? How dare anyone disrespect Master Yang like this, isn’t this asking for a slap?” The beauty beside Yan the Fatty asked, quite curiously, walking on eggshells as the scene unfolded.

Yang Zhi is usually polite and refined. He always sees himself as a nobleman. And being a nobleman means having the elegance and demeanor of a nobleman. Thus, despite being from a prominent family, he hardly causes trouble in Jingcheng, aside from his penchant for women. He has a rather good reputation. But today, he is raging uncontrollably against a drunkard. This sparked much curiosity in the mistress.

Yan Hua looked at the middle-aged man, who was now collapsed in the flowers but still firmly clutching his bottle of liquor. A shade of pity crossed his face as he murmured, “Speaking of this man, you have to mention his family background. He… he’s from the Nie family. In the past, the Nie family was very famous in Jingcheng.”

“Famous? How so?” The beautiful woman, possessing an instinctive knack for pressing on with questions, continued discussing with the fat Yan.

Yan, glancing at Yang Zhi, whispered, “The Nie family… a family of founding generals. That drunkard’s grandfather was a well-known battle hardened general. This man, not being acknowledged by the Nie clan patriarch, is a bastard. His old man didn’t dare to bring him home. Then the man returned, naturally sought a wife of comparable status, and this matter was forgotten. But then, for some reason, this bastard surfaced, only to be crippled. Limping around as he walks.

From the very beginning, the patriarch of the Nie family viewed this whole situation with immense dissatisfaction, considering it a disgrace to the Nie family. And this child became the symbol of this disgrace. However, given the Nie family’s influence, they decided it wouldn’t hurt to support an idle person.”

After listening, the beauty pouted and expressed confusion: “What does that have to do with him? He isn’t the decision-maker here.”

“Nie Zhenbang, you are living quite comfortably, aren’t you? Still able to afford liquor. It must be thanks to my little aunt, huh? Tell me, you can’t even walk properly, yet you still hang on. My little aunt got married last year because of you. Can you bear to see her dragging this burden? Why don’t you just die.” Yang Zhi kicked the middle-aged man on the ground non-stop while cursing him.

Then she wrote Shen Chi’s name on the white paper and crossed it out with a big X.

Back and forth like this, when her mood finally began to stabilize a bit, she realized Shen Chi had already called her more than a dozen times.

So many calls in such a short time, he was really patient.

But his bad temper was unbearable to her! Absolutely unbearable! She was so upset that she crumpled the white paper into a ball and stuffed it into the trash can.

Since the calls got no reply, Shen Chi sent her a text message.

It wasn’t much content, just her name: “Mumu.”

Her heart ached, unable to calm down for a long time. Every time she saw her phone screen light up, she wanted to throw the phone away.

But she was reluctant to; the phone was purchased with her own money.

So she turned the phone over, no longer looking at it.

The bouquet of roses was quickly thrown into the trash can; whoever sent them, she didn’t want them, including from Shen Chi!

When it was time to leave work in the evening, Old Cheng’s car was already waiting for her at the usual place.

She saw it from a distance but didn’t go over, instead hailing a taxi.

She didn’t want to go anywhere, she just wanted to rent a room by herself, to stay in a hotel for the night.

Having some money on her, after she got out of the taxi she bought some food and went to the hotel.

The hotel bed was comfortable enough; she turned on the TV, took a bath, and watched TV listlessly.

When it was around seven or eight o’clock and she still hadn’t come home, Shen Chi called her many times.

He also left her a voicemail: “Mumu, where are you?”

Xu Chaomu didn’t respond to any of them; she made a call to Yu Weiwei.

“Weiwei, what would you do if someone was bullying me?” Xu Chaomu said, feeling wronged.

She couldn’t fully calm down now; what he said to her today was so harsh, she didn’t want to forgive him.

“Someone’s bullying you? Of course, I’d be ready to fight for you, to beat him up for you,” Yu Weiwei said, but then she added, “But if it’s Mr. Shen Chi, forget it, I’m afraid of being beaten.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Xu Chaomu’s mouth twitched, a coward.

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