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After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman 35


Chapter 35: She Wanted Chu Wantang.

Anger is bad for your health. Huai Xing did as she was told and stopped being angry with Chu Wantang.

As for when she would forgive Chu Wantang, she had her own rhythm… in other words, it depended on Chu Wantang’s performance.

Fortunately, Chu Wantang was very “savvy” and knew how to seize opportunities. On Monday morning, she took the initiative to suggest going to work together. “It’s been a long time since we’ve gone to work together, Xiao Xing.”

Huai Xing blinked, her words inevitably laced with a sting. “Was it me who didn’t want to?”

Chu Wantang propped her chin on her hand and offered a placating smile. “Then I’ll have to ask Miss Huai to do me the honor of giving me a chance to take you to the company.”

“Since Director Chu has sincerely invited me, then I’ll give you this chance,” Huai Xing said with a long sigh.

Before getting in the car, Chu Wantang even personally opened the passenger door. Just as she was about to bend down and offer the service of fastening her seatbelt, Miss Huai directly refused. “I’ll do it myself.”

Chu Wantang nodded and didn’t insist.

The morning rush hour in Jingcheng was always congested, the traffic dense and stretching as far as the eye could see.

The busy traffic police looked particularly small in the stream of cars.

Fortunately, they had accounted for the traffic jam time before they left, otherwise, they would have been late.

But the weather had been very comfortable these past few days. At this moment, the sun was warm but not hot, lazily shining into the car. Coupled with the traffic jam, it made Huai Xing drowsy.

Chu Wantang’s shirt cuffs were still rolled up, revealing her fair wrists.

She held the steering wheel, glanced at the person in the passenger seat, a faint smile on her lips.

But when they passed a park, Huai Xing was pulled out of her daze.

She looked at the purple begonias blooming in the park, her lips twitching slightly. She then nonchalantly looked at the driver in the driver’s seat. After struggling for a few seconds, she finally spoke softly, “Before long, the begonias in Jingcheng will all wither.”

“They’ll bloom again next year,” Chu Wantang said, as if puzzled. “Why did you give me begonias that day? Because of my name?”

Huai Xing’s nerves instantly tensed up, as if they were being pulled. Her eyelashes trembled, and she replied, “Yes…”

She then threw the question back. “Is there any other meaning, Jiejie?”

“No, I was just curious,” Chu Wantang said, pausing here. “But the bouquet you gave me has long since withered.”

“I know.” She didn’t have to look to guess.

“I’ve replaced them myself three times since then.”

“What?”

“I don’t want it to wither,” Chu Wantang said, turning a corner, her voice very light. “This is the only way I can continue it.”

Hearing this, the smile on Huai Xing’s lips deepened.

On the surface, she still put on a reserved “oh,” but she didn’t dare to say much more, for fear of exposing her joyful heart.

Compared to the atmosphere in the car last time, this moment was much softer.

At this moment, Huai Xing thought, if only it could always be like this.

But if was only if. Before long, Huai Xing got out of the car on the side of the road and watched Chu Wantang’s car drive away into the underground garage of the office building.

She took a step, and her figure also disappeared from the spot.

A week of work began on such a morning. In the following time, not only for work, but also after work, Chu Wantang would invite Huai Xing to go with her.

Huai Xing didn’t say she forgave her so quickly, and Chu Wantang didn’t seem to be in a hurry.

But they both knew that there was an undercurrent flowing beneath the peaceful surface—

When their eyes met, when their hands accidentally touched, when they saw the other sitting properly in the living room after a shower…

There were many such moments.

On Wednesday night, Huai Xing wiped her hands clean.

The most intimate contact she had had with Chu Wantang recently was the hug on Sunday. These past few days, Chu Wantang knew that she was still in the observation period, so she hadn’t even taken the initiative to hug her again, looking very well-behaved and proper.

But…

Huai Xing felt herself. She closed her eyes, her breathing becoming a little rapid.

It was no longer the initial unsuccessful attempt. Her skills in this area had been personally taught by Chu Wantang. She knew where was the most sensitive, where would make people feel more comfortable…

But before this, she had only used it on Chu Wantang.

Tonight, she had just been enticed by the post-shower Chu Wantang and had a sudden impulse. Even though Chu Wantang hadn’t done anything, just standing there and saying “good night” to her was enough to make her unable to resist.

…She missed it so much.

She missed Chu Wantang’s body temperature, missed Chu Wantang’s scent, missed the ambiguous and enchanting “Xingxing,” missed the way Chu Wantang’s eyes would flush at the corners under her service.

Huai Xing’s breathing became more and more irregular.

The night light shone on her, and you could clearly see her licking her dry lips restlessly, but the thirst did not diminish in the slightest.

Huai Xing turned to the side, her half-face pressed against the pillow, her long hair swaying with the movement, the force of her fingertips increasing a little.

“Chu Wantang…” she called out softly, her voice and eyelashes trembling slightly.

Her own body was also trembling at the same time.

Her fingers did not immediately withdraw, but were tightly clamped by herself. The rise and fall of her chest under the covers was great, and her whole body was hot.

She opened her eyes, her eyelashes inexplicably moist.

Not enough…

She wanted Chu Wantang.

Just as that thought arose, there was a knock on the door.

The next second, Chu Wantang’s voice passed through the door and into Huai Xing’s ears. “Xiao Xing, do you want a late-night snack?”

Huai Xing was stunned for a moment and quickly took a tissue and a wet wipe.

She didn’t remember if she had locked the door.

“Xiao Xing?” Chu Wantang’s tone was puzzled. It wasn’t even ten o’clock yet. Huai Xing was definitely not asleep.

Huai Xing’s throat moved, and she belatedly replied, “Jiejie, I don’t want any.”

She dimmed the night light and deliberately made her voice sound sleepy. “I want to go to bed early tonight.”

“Okay, good night.”

The footsteps faded away. Huai Xing lay on the bed, feeling drained.

She stared into the endless darkness, her breathing still not recovered, and her racing heart had not yet calmed down.

How could it be so coincidental?

Chu Wantang had good eating habits and didn’t usually eat late-night snacks, but she had come to ask her tonight of all nights.

Had Chu Wantang heard her thoughts?

This absurd idea lingered in Huai Xing’s mind. She twitched her lips, wiped her hands clean, and then took out her phone, unable to resist sending a message to Chu Wantang to ask: [Why did you want a late-night snack tonight, Jiejie?]

Two minutes later, Chu Wantang’s reply came: [I couldn’t eat what I wanted, so I could only have a late-night snack.]

Huai Xing’s fingertips trembled: [What did you want to eat?]

[What do I want to eat? Don’t you know?]

Such a conversation had also happened on the morning at Yuelan Wu.

Huai Xing could imagine Chu Wantang’s faint smile on her end of the phone, and she also recalled their long kiss at the sink that morning.

She cleared her throat, her cheeks feeling as if they were on fire.

She hastily sent a “good night.”


Lu Xuerong had chosen the same high-end restaurant where Huai Xing had played the violin on the last night of the Labor Day holiday.

The person in charge of the restaurant had later sent Huai Xing another invitation to cooperate, but Huai Xing had politely declined.

How could she have the time? She had only taken the part-time job to distract herself. Now that her relationship with Chu Wantang had eased, she no longer needed to do these things.

Now, after entering the restaurant, the person in charge saw her and was stunned for a moment, then walked over with a professional smile. “Miss Huai…”

“Hello, I’m here for dinner today,” Huai Xing said, knowing her intention and interrupting with a smile.

Lu Xuerong nodded to the person in charge. “Please show us the way. My surname is Lu. I’ve booked a private room on the second floor.”

“Okay.”

After entering the private room and ordering, Huai Xing heard Lu Xuerong ask slowly, “Weren’t you here for dinner last time?”

“I was here to play the violin last time,” Huai Xing answered truthfully.

Lu Xuerong’s eyes narrowed, and a layer of coldness slowly covered her face. She asked, “Is that person from the Chu family not treating you well?”

Noticing Auntie Lu’s expression, Huai Xing immediately said, “No, Jiejie is very good to me. I just occasionally hope that my violin playing can have a large audience.” She was inexplicably a little nervous. “Auntie Lu, please don’t misunderstand her.”

“I was a little surprised that you didn’t go with Ah Yu.” Wen Ruyu and Huai Zhao were the closest, and she often came to the law firm, so Lu Xuerong was also quite familiar with Wen Ruyu. “But I still want to ask, why did you choose Miss Chu?”

As soon as the question was out, Lu Xuerong was slightly stunned.

It seemed that a long time ago, she had also asked the same question—

But the object of the question had changed from Huai Zhao to Huai Xing, and the “Miss Chu” mentioned had changed from Chu Lingyi to Chu Wantang.

“Auntie Wen is raising two children on her own, which is very hard,” Huai Xing’s answer pulled Lu Xuerong’s thoughts back. “Plus, Jiejie’s parents are both gone, and I… my parents are also gone, so I feel that we can become a family.”

Lu Xuerong: “Mm.”

Before long, the exquisite dishes were served.

Huai Xing tasted the delicious food and just felt that the food she had eaten during her break when she was playing the violin last time was nothing. The main course in front of her was many times more delicious. Compared to her “color, aroma, and taste all abstain,” these dishes truly achieved all three.

Lu Xuerong clearly had a poor appetite, and her speed was much slower.

Before long, she put down her chopsticks first and took a work call.

After she hung up, Huai Xing asked, “Auntie Lu, are you very busy with work now?”

“A little. I have some work to handle here in Jingcheng on this trip, but it’s mainly for you.”

“Me?”

“I should have come to ask you when you graduated from university last year, but I was busy with something at the company at the time, so it was delayed a bit.”

“Then is there something important you need to see me about, Auntie Lu?”

“Senior Sister had entrusted me to see how you were doing in five or six years,” Lu Xuerong said, like a book that had become more and more precious over the years. A few strands of silver hair were visible under the light. “Are you satisfied with your current life, Xiao Huai?”

Huai Xing answered without hesitation, “I am, Auntie Lu.”

“I have family, friends, and the colleagues I’ve met at the company are also nice.”

Lu Xuerong listened quietly. A few seconds later, she took out a company brochure from her bag and pushed it in front of Huai Xing.

“This is the company I opened in Haicheng. Take a look.”

“I’ve watched you grow up, and you also know that I’m not married and have no children. If you’re willing to go to Haicheng with me, I will cultivate you well and let you be my successor, Xiao Huai.”

Huai Xing looked at the brochure and only then belatedly realized the other information in Lu Xuerong’s words. She looked up and asked, “Auntie Lu, do you mean that my mother had entrusted you with these things before you left the law firm?” Her eyes were hot, and her lips trembled slightly. “My mother, she… she…”

“The outcome is already set. Don’t think too much,” Lu Xuerong said in a very calm tone. “Look forward, Xiao Huai.”

Huai Xing took a deep breath. “I am looking forward, Auntie Lu. I…”

“I’ll give you a month. Don’t rush to refuse me.”

The words of refusal were swallowed back by Huai Xing, and she nodded instead. “Okay.”

After this topic ended, Lu Xuerong called a waiter and ordered a bottle of red wine.

Huai Xing got flushed when she drank, so she didn’t join her.

She just watched Lu Xuerong, who was sitting opposite her, drink the red wine in her glass bit by bit, her expression sad and lonely.

“Auntie Lu,” Huai Xing said. “Look forward.”

Lu Xuerong smiled. “I’m trying.”

After the meal, Lu Xuerong took Huai Xing home.

She had driven from Haicheng this time, in a high-end business car with a dedicated driver.

When they passed the largest flower shop in Jingcheng, Huai Xing called for a stop.

And went in to get a bouquet of fresh begonias.

Lu Xuerong was a little drunk and looked at the begonias Huai Xing was holding in a daze.

After a long while, she asked, “Did you know that your mother’s favorite flower was the begonia?”

“My mom never told me…” Huai Xing was a little surprised. “So she liked begonias.”

Lu Xuerong couldn’t help but laugh. “Mm.”

Another twenty minutes passed before the car stopped at its destination.

From a distance, Huai Xing saw Chu Wantang waiting at the entrance of the complex.

Originally, Chu Wantang had said she would take her there and pick her up at night, but with what Lu Xuerong had said before, Huai Xing had not agreed.

She hadn’t expected Chu Wantang to specially wait at the entrance of the complex.

“Xiao Huai, you can tell me your answer anytime within a month,” Lu Xuerong said, rubbing her temples and pointing out the core of the night.

Huai Xing nodded. “I will, Auntie Lu. Good night.”

She smiled brightly and opened the car door.

The business car drove into the distance. Huai Xing jogged towards Chu Wantang.

Chu Wantang didn’t stand still. Seeing her appear, a dimple appeared by her lips.

She also walked towards her.

The evening breeze blew between them, blowing their long hair.

The two of them walked inside side by side. It was cool at night, and many residents of the complex had come downstairs to enjoy the cool air and exercise.

Someone jogged past them.

Chu Wantang pulled Huai Xing to the side and asked with a smile, “How was your chat with this auntie?”

“It was great,” Huai Xing said, not intending to say any more. Anyway, her answer was fixed, so it didn’t matter whether she said it or not. “We went to the same restaurant where I played the violin last time. The person in charge saw me and thought I was going to play the violin again.”

“Why did you go to play the violin last time?”

“I had nothing to do,” Huai Xing hummed lightly. “I was bored at home.”

“It won’t happen again,” Chu Wantang said, changing the subject. “What about these flowers?”

The light stretched their shadows. Huai Xing lifted her chin slightly and cleared her throat. “I bought them for myself.”

Chu Wantang raised an eyebrow and replied, “Okay.”

“But since you’ve been behaving so well these past few days, I’ll generously give you this bouquet.”

“Okay.”

“Aren’t you going to say thank you?” Huai Xing paused and turned to look at her.

“Shouldn’t you be asking, ‘Is ‘okay’ the only word you know? Don’t you have anything else to say to me’?”

The lights in the complex were a little dim, but Chu Wantang’s eyes were bright.

Huai Xing had heard such a question before.

She held the flowers tightly and couldn’t help but ask, “Then… is ‘okay’ the only word you know? Don’t you have anything else to say to me?”

“I miss you so much.”

Chu Wantang took her other hand, their fingers intertwined. “I miss you so much, Xingxing.”

…

The fresh bouquet of begonias was inserted into the slightly yellowed envelope.

Beside it was a newly lit scented candle.

The window was not tightly closed tonight. The candlelight flickered, casting a shadow on the curtains. The curtains were swayed by the night breeze, and the two intertwined, ambiguous figures on them swayed.

The air was filled with a sensual scent. The “late-night snack” that the two of them had missed last night quietly arrived in a tacit understanding.


After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman

After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman

和心机坏女人分手后
Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese

1 unlock every Wednesday and Sunday

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When Huai Xing was sixteen, her mother was preparing to start a new family with an old classmate. But before their names could be joined on the same household register, both of their parents passed away in an accident.

The rain poured down in sheets. As Huai Xing knelt before the gravestone, her vision blurred. It was then that the uncle’s daughter came to her side.

Chu Wantang held an umbrella and bent down, meticulously wiping the rain and tears from her face. She asked softly, “Do you want to let me be your family? I don’t have a family anymore, either.”

Huai Xing didn’t refuse.

She went to university in the city where Chu Wantang lived and moved into her house. To the outside world, they were known as sisters with a six-year age gap.

As they spent more and more time together, Huai Xing inevitably developed feelings for the gentle Chu Wantang. But Chu Wantang did not feel the same way about her.

The shift in their relationship came one night.

Slightly drunk after a social engagement, Chu Wantang held Huai Xing, calling her name over and over, tender and restrained, like a lover’s whisper.

After a night of debauchery, Huai Xing opened her eyes to find a fully dressed Chu Wantang, her gaze frosty, questioning her coolly, “Are you a lesbian?”

“…No, I’m not, Sister.” Huai Xing’s lips were pale as she shook her head in denial.

“Good that you’re not. From now on, we’ll just satisfy each other’s physical needs.” Chu Wantang’s lowered eyes returned to their usual gentleness, a dimple appearing by her lips. She ruffled Huai Xing’s hair. “I’ve raised you for so long. Don’t make things difficult for me, Xiao Xing.”

This ambiguous atmosphere continued for many nights. Huai Xing didn’t make things difficult for Chu Wantang. She never mentioned feelings and continued to play the role of the little sister in front of others.

Until she overheard Chu Wantang say to a friend, “Little sister? More like a little pet. Comes when called, goes when shooed.”

When Chu Wantang returned from her business trip, the little pet had vanished without a trace.

Only a bank card was left on the table.

—

Later, Huai Xing would say, “Miss Chu, I just don’t love you. What have I done wrong?”

Content Tags: Modern Romance, Devoted Love, Broken Mirror Mended, A Match Made in Heaven, Chasing Love (Crematorium)

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