Chapter 130: Reversing Black and White

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

Zhou Hengyang looked at his large hands. The lines on his palms were clear and well-defined, despite the number of calluses that stretched from them to his fingertips. His was a pair of hands that would one day build an empire, drawing wealth from all corners to him. He would have been the Su family’s greatest backer and most stalwart of guardians.

Although he did not understand what it meant to love someone else, nor did he know how to show his affection for them, he would have done the one thing he knew best: he would shelter them from the wind and rain and hold up the sky like the lofty branches of a tree.

Zhou Hengyang clenched his fists, his expression turning cold and indifferent.

Forget it!

Since she had abandoned him, Su Wen only had herself to blame if he treated her coldly in the future.

It was not like it would be difficult for him – he was naturally cold-hearted.

Chu Yiping, who had just left, was the best example.

“Quick, read the letter! Let’s see what she has to say,” Liu Chun urged.

“There’s no need,” Zhou Hengyang could not be bothered to read the letter, tossing it into the bin without a second thought.

Liu Chun gaped in disbelief. With fiery eyes filled with anger, he scolded, “Zhou Hengyang, my dear sister-in-law was right. You’re a fickle jerk! Despite already being a live-in son-in-law, you flirt with whoever catches your fancy.”

“What did you say?” Zheng Hengyang snapped, glaring coldly at his childhood friend.

“You have a beautiful wife at home, yet you’ve allowed yourself to be seduced by some village girl back home.” Liu Chun spoke freely, without filtering his words. He was furious with his longtime friend for what he was putting his dear sister-in-law through. All she had said to him rang true with Hengyang’s unwillingness to read the letter she had written him.

Hengyang was too much! He did not even know how to cherish such a good wife.

“I never thought you would be such a person – I must have been blind my whole life. I can’t believe I misjudged you so badly in all the years we have known each other.”

Zhou Hengyang pinched the space between his brows in frustration, trying his best to put a lid on his temper. “What did she say to you?”

“Su Wen said you were having an ambiguous relationship with a girl called Sun Yunyun. She even said that you cheated on her.” Liu Chun squawked, gesturing animatedly in an exaggerated manner. He did not stop until he noticed how livid Hengyang had become.

“She… Did she say that?” Zhou Hengyang scoffed. Su Wen really knew how to distort the truth.

“Yes.”

“You…!” Zhou Hengyang was too lazy to explain himself to Liu Chun. This brat of a friend had only just met Su Wen, and he was already taken in by her feminine wiles. It seemed he had underestimated Su Wen; he never thought she had it in her.

“Pick up the letter.”

He wanted to see what else Su Wen had managed to twist.

Liu Chun quickly did as he was asked, retrieving the letter from the bin and handing it to his friend.

Zhou Hengyang opened the envelope. Unexpectedly, there was no letter inside. Instead, there were two photos. A girl with long, wavy hair and peach-shaped eyes greeted him.

Even the hard-hearted Zhou Hengyang could not prevent the feelings that burbled to the surface, and he stared at the picture in a mute daze.

She looked… familiar. Yet, Zhou Hengyang could have sworn she was a stranger to him: that gaze, that smile, that flirtatious air… It warmed him with the sweet touch of a gentle spring breeze. It painted a picture completely unfamiliar to Zhou Hengyang.

For some reason, Zhou Hengyang could not look away; his phoenix-like eyes that carried winter’s chill seemed to melt upon tracing the soft contours of the girl’s lips and her timid smile.

Zhou Hengyang shook, jolted from his reverie.

What followed was disgust and an inexplicable sense of discomfort and irritation.

Even then, he could not help but take another look at the photo, blushing.

“Oh? My sister-in-law is great! She even sent you some photos.” Liu Chun’s admiration for Su Wen grew. He reached out, about to take the photo from Hengyang, when a pair of hands much nimbler than his own moved them out of reach.

Zhou Hengyang felt as if his hand had been scalded. He stuffed the photo into his drawer and coughed. “Leave.”

“Hengyang .

“Get lost! ”

Liu Chun fled. Hengyang was scary when angered, and only a fool would stay.