Chapter 102: Each One More Despicable Than The Last

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Slap!” A loud slap was heard.

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Su Yan gave Wei Zhou a hard slap. The smile on her face disappeared and was replaced by a cold expression. “I hope this will wake you up.”

Wei Zhou turned his head and raised his hand to touch the spot where he had been slapped. If he remembered correctly, that slap was the second time Su Yan had hit him since their divorce. Although Su Yan’s arm was very slender, she had great strength. Wei Zhou’s face was stinging with a burning pain.

“How’s that? Have you woken up from your dream? I don’t mind giving you another slap if you thought that wasn’t powerful enough.” Su Yan said snapped as she looked at Wei Zhou coldly. “Don’t be so self-righteous. Would you want to know why I constantly emphasise the fact that we’re strangers?”

“Why?” Wei Zhou’s voice was quite hoarse.

Su Yan took a deep breath and said with a disdainful smile, “Because you men are all despicable! Each one more despicable than the last!”

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After saying that, Su Yan did not stay any longer. She strode away confidently, her steps purposeful. Wei Zhou could only look gloomily at her back as Su Yan walked off.

“Bam!” Su Yan got into her car and left. She closed the car door, fastened her seatbelt and started the engine. Su Yan sped past Wei Zhou, who was standing by the roadside, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wei Zhou stood alone by the roadside. His face was frighteningly angry. Many pedestrians saw him and walked around him from afar. Just then, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

The next second, Wei Zhou’s fell to the ground. It was smashed quite badly. Having just been scolded harshly, Wei Zhou felt indescribable anger in his heart.

Standing by the roadside, Wei Zhou took out a cigarette and lit it. After smoking half of it, he gradually calmed down. Looking at the phone on the ground, Wei Zhou couldn’t help but pick it up again. After smoking three cigarettes in a row, Wei Zhou drove away too.

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In the banquet hall.

Lan Jian looked at his phone intermittently and said with a confused look, “What’s going on? What is Little Zhouzhou doing? Why isn’t he picking up?”

“Forget it. Didn’t you hear that the line was busy?” Jiang Yuan took a sip of wine and said.

Lan Jian said suspiciously, “Old Jiang, did Little Zhouzhou block me from calling? Why is the line always busy? Why don’t you call him?”

Jiang Yuan thought for a moment, took out his phone from his pocket, unlocked it, and threw it to Lan Jian, “If you want to call, call him yourself. I don’t want to be scolded.”

Lan Jian didn’t say anything. He picked up Jiang Yuan’s phone and dialed Wei Zhou’s number. The result was still the cold voice of the automated message. Jiang Yuan frowned and took his phone back. He dialed Wei Zhou’s number again, but there was still a busy tone.

“Hehe, there’s no need to try. I think Wei Zhou blocked you too.” Lan Jian said with a smile.

Jiang Yuan glanced at him and retorted, “Impossible. Wei Zhou would never block me. Does he think everyone is as annoying as you? Besides, I didn’t provoke him. Why would he block me?”

“Then who knows?” Lan Jian shrugged.

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Su Yan had been in a good mood today, but she didn’t expect Wei Zhou to be there. She also didn’t expect him to have said those disgusting things in such a self-righteous manner. Perhaps only members of the Wei family were so narcissistic.

More than half a year had passed since the divorce. During this time, Su Yan had been living very comfortably. Yet whenever Su Yan recalled those three years of married life, she would feel a sense of regret. She felt that it was not worth it to have wasted those three years.

It was not easy for her to escape from that kind of life. Su Yan hadn’t even had the change to be happy properly. There was no way she would have begged him to get back together.

Anyway, Su Yan never thought of getting back together with Wei Zhou. There was no turning back.

“Xiao Xiao, I want to take a bath.” Su Yan instructed as she walked into the villa.

Xiao Xiao’s cute voice sounded, “Yes, master. I will fill the bathtub for you now.”

Su Yan walked into the bedroom and changed into a loose set of pajamas. Su Yan did not know when this habit started, but whenever she was in a bad mood, she wanted to take a bath. That warm feeling would make her feel extremely relaxed.

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The next day, it was cloudy outside. The low air pressure made Su Yan feel very bad. Moreover, Su Yan did not sleep well last night. It was probably because she met Wei Zhou, and that really did make her furious.

Su Yan was toasting some wholemeal bread when she heard Wang Xiaoxue call. “Good morning, President Su. I just sent the outline of today’s meeting to your phone. Please check it carefully.”

“Okay, got it,” Su Yan replied.