After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman 49p1

Chapter 49: I Want to See Her, Just Once. p1

It wasn’t a coincidence that Huai Xing had come to Haicheng. When she woke up, the city had just entered the plum rain season.

The sky was as if it were covered by a huge gray curtain. The sunlight struggled to penetrate the clouds, but it could only cast a hazy and dim halo. Even so, the highest temperature would hover around thirty degrees Celsius, and the air was filled with a muggy heat wrapped in water vapor.

But Huai Xing didn’t feel it much at the moment. After landing in Haicheng last night, she had come to the residence Lu Xuerong had arranged for her and hadn’t been out yet.

This was a high-end duplex apartment, over a hundred square meters, exquisitely decorated, and fully equipped. In Haicheng, where land was as precious as gold, the monthly rent of this apartment was a salary that many people dreamed of.

Thinking of this, Huai Xing twitched her lips in self-mockery.

Fortunately, the monthly rent of Chu Wantang’s house in Jingcheng was not particularly outrageous, otherwise, her wallet would be even emptier. Huai Zhao had run a law firm for so many years, and although she had not hesitated to donate money to charity, after her mother’s death, a large sum of money still came into Huai Xing’s hands.

In addition, her desire to shop was not strong these years, and she would not spend all the money Chu Wantang transferred to her every time. The apartment she had lived in with her mother in Yuncheng, she would receive a transfer from the tenant every quarter.

She was not unable to pay back the money Chu Wantang had spent on her.

But when she thought of Chu Wantang, her chest would still feel a little stuffy and painful, making her unable to breathe. She clutched her chest and took a slow breath, then took the phone from the side.

Coming to a strange environment, she hadn’t slept well last night even with the jade comb in her hand.

Now, looking at the time, it was already one in the afternoon.

She opened WeChat. Just as she still felt a little strange about the new residence, she also felt that her new WeChat was a little strange.

The exclusive pinned chat for Chu Wantang was no longer there, and there were only a few chat windows. She took a deep breath and scrolled through her chat history with Wen Shiwei from last night—

Wen Shiwei had said last night that Chu Wantang had come to find her. She hadn’t said much about the details, but she had mentioned the bank card. After a brief chat about Chu Wantang, Wen Shiwei had changed the subject, and she had also cooperated and not said much about it.

There was indeed nothing to say. Everything about Chu Wantang was in the past.

And her days, from now on, were new.

She would never lose the mood to sprout.

In the afternoon, when Lu Xuerong came to the apartment after meeting a client, Huai Xing was in sportswear, running rhythmically on the treadmill in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

In the past few months, Huai Xing had almost only done bed exercises and had been a little lazy in this aspect.

Seeing Lu Xuerong, she gradually paused and called out politely, “Auntie Lu.”

Lu Xuerong placed the pastries she had bought on the coffee table. “Xiao Huai, these pastries are not bad. You can try them later.”

Huai Xing got off the treadmill. “Okay.”

“Are you used to living here?”

“I’m still in the adjustment period.” She couldn’t say whether she was used to it or not for the time being.

Lu Xuerong sat down on the sofa. She looked at Huai Xing, took out a document from her briefcase, and said, “In the days I’ve been back in Haicheng, I’ve already drawn up a systematic plan to cultivate you. It will be implemented at the beginning of next month.”

Huai Xing wiped the sweat from her face and specially went to wash her hands before seriously flipping through the document.

The Lu family had been in the fabric business in Jingcheng for many years. Lu Xuerong had a better business mind than her older brother. Logically, her life would have been smoother if she had studied business first and then gone into business. But Lu Xuerong had applied to Zhengda to study law back then, and had even stayed in Yuncheng for so many years.

And just when the Lu family thought that Lu Xuerong would not return to the business world, Lu Xuerong had opened a high-end silk company in Haicheng.

Now, this company called “Silk Season” was also gradually growing in scale.

Huai Xing had seriously flipped through the brochure before and had a certain preliminary understanding of “Silk Season.” And at this moment, looking at the successor training plan that Lu Xuerong had drawn up for her, her expression was even more solemn.

“I’m not giving you much time, only four years, Xiao Huai.”

Lu Xuerong crossed her legs. She looked at Huai Xing steadily. She said unhurriedly, “I’ve watched you grow up, and you also know me. I’ve always been a person with clear goals.” She paused. “I forgot to say, you’re not the only one. Can you accept that?”

Huai Xing looked up, parted her lips, and asked back pointedly, “Do you mean that someone will be competing with me?”

“Yes,” Lu Xuerong nodded lightly. “I have a niece, the same age as you, named Lu Xianyue. She will go to the factory with you next month.”

The factory referred to “Silk Season’s” silkworm and mulberry factory, located in the suburbs. In the training plan in front of her, the very beginning was to first experience the company’s factory for three months. As a successor, she had to participate in the entire process from breeding, reeling silk, to weaving, because only by experiencing it could she master the quality judgment standards of silk.

“It’s okay if you don’t accept it. Senior Sister is someone I’ve respected all my life. You’re her daughter, and I will also take care of you.”

Huai Xing smiled faintly. “Auntie Lu, as you said, my mother is Huai Zhao.”

Hearing this, Lu Xuerong was stunned for half a second, and a light and cheerful smile appeared on her steady face. She said with emotion, “That’s right.”

As she spoke, she stood up. “Then you can continue to adapt here. You can go out for a walk. At the beginning of next month, I’ll send someone to pick you up and take you to the factory.”

“Okay, Auntie Lu.”

After seeing Lu Xuerong off, Huai Xing returned to the sofa on the first floor and sat down. She held the plan, silent, and looked at the boundless gray sky.

Before long, a fine rain fell like silk.

“It’s raining again. Annoying,” Su Cheng said in Jingcheng. As soon as she got out of the car, she complained to Wan Yi about this damn weather.

The car was parked on the side of the road. Wan Yi held an umbrella to cover her friend. “Don’t be annoyed. Hurry up and go in to see what’s going on.”

Last night, Chu Wantang had only replied once, and then she had disappeared. There was no response to her calls either.

Not just Chu Wantang, Su Cheng had sent a message to Huai Xing in the morning, and Huai Xing had not replied either.

No matter how excited they were to be in a relationship, it shouldn’t be like this, right? Su Cheng and Wan Yi immediately felt that something was wrong. After discussing it, they rushed over to see what was going on.

A few minutes later, Su Cheng entered the password to Chu Wantang’s house.

When she was changing her shoes, she looked at the scene in the living room and didn’t notice anything different. Everything looked fine.

The two of them came to the master bedroom and stood there, knocking on the door.

“Wantang,” Wan Yi said. “Is it convenient for us to come in now?”

No one answered.

Su Cheng and Wan Yi exchanged a look, their faces slightly grim. She said, “Silence is your answer? Fine, then we’re coming in.”

The doorknob turned, and the scene in the master bedroom came into view.

The curtains were very light-blocking, and it was also a cloudy and rainy day outside, which made the room even dimmer, like at night.

There was a person on the bed, covered with a comforter, curled up on her side.

Afraid that the light would be too bright and it would be hard for Chu Wantang to adjust to the light, Wan Yi went to draw the curtains, and Su Cheng came to the bedside.

The room gradually brightened a little, and Chu Wantang’s face also came into Su Cheng’s sight. She saw that Chu Wantang’s forehead was covered in a layer of cold sweat, a few strands of hair were stuck to it, and her cheeks were flushed red, like a petal that had been withered by the scorching sun.

Su Cheng bent down, reached out to touch her forehead, and her brows immediately furrowed even tighter. She shook Chu Wantang’s shoulder and asked with concern, “Wantang, wake up. Do you know you have a fever?”

At this moment, Wan Yi didn’t care if the light was harsh or not. She turned on the light, and Chu Wantang’s sickly face was displayed even more directly in front of them.

At this moment, Chu Wantang’s long lashes trembled slightly, her lips moved slightly, and a few words came out of her mouth, weak and indistinct. “I don’t want to forgive you…”

“What forgive or not forgive? Wake up,” Su Cheng said, taking a tissue to wipe the sweat from Chu Wantang’s forehead.

Only then did Chu Wantang have more of a reaction. She opened her eyes halfway, her consciousness returning, and asked very weakly, “Why are you here?”

“If we hadn’t come, would you have been able to see tomorrow’s sun?” Wan Yi said, going to the living room to get warm water, her gaze nonchalantly falling on the guest room door.

A moment later, Wan Yi came back into the master bedroom with a glass of water.

Su Cheng had already helped Chu Wantang up and propped her against the headboard. Wan Yi handed over the water glass, but when Chu Wantang raised her right hand to take it, she immediately “hissed,” her face wrinkling.

Wan Yi opened her hand and asked with a grim face, “What’s this?”

Chu Wantang took it with her left hand with difficulty, drank the water slowly, and did not answer.

In order to let the wound breathe, she had not bandaged it after applying iodine last night. Now, at first glance, the wound on her palm was shocking. It was not deep, but it was relatively long, almost crossing her palm and knuckles, and the flesh was a little rolled up.

“…” Su Cheng forcefully pulled her right wrist, spread her palm, looked at the clear wound, and took a deep breath. “When did you have a tendency to self-harm?”

Chu Wantang frowned in pain and immediately denied, “I didn’t.”

“Then did you and Xingxing have a fight?”

“Even less so. Are we that kind of people?”

“How did you get this wound?”

Chu Wantang gripped the water glass tightly. She stared at the still-exposed wound and said calmly, “By accident.”

Wan Yi stood with her hands on her hips and asked very seriously, “Where’s Xingxing?”

Chu Wantang avoided the question. “I’m not feeling well. I want to continue sleeping.” She handed over the water glass, her throat sore. “You don’t have to worry about me and her.”

“She’s gone, isn’t she?” Wan Yi pressed. “You didn’t see her at all when you came back yesterday, did you?”

“…” Chu Wantang lowered her eyelids and was silent.

Su Cheng and Wan Yi exchanged another look, and for a moment, they didn’t know what to say.

Chu Wantang pulled her hand back. She licked her dry lips, looked at her two friends, and said as calmly as she could, “She’s left. If she wants to go, then let her go. I won’t stop her.”

Wan Yi rubbed salt in her wound. “It’s not that you won’t stop her.”

Chu Wantang stared at her and then heard her continue, “It’s that you have no chance to stop her. You can’t stop her even if you want to. Haven’t you thought of this day?”

The atmosphere became tense, and the air also showed signs of solidifying.

Su Cheng quickly patted Wan Yi. “Don’t say anything now.”

Wan Yi held her glass and raised an eyebrow. “Alright, where’s the first-aid kit? I’ve ordered takeout for you. You can take your fever medicine after you finish eating. I’ll apply iodine for you now. You’re a grown woman, and you can still get such a serious wound ‘by accident’.” She emphasized the words “by accident.”

Chu Wantang stared at her friend. She was top-heavy and uncomfortable all over, but she could clearly hear every word Wan Yi had just said.

She chuckled softly and said in a hoarse voice, “Why haven’t I thought of this day? I’ve even thought of the day she would leave many times in the past few years. Now, it’s just that the process has gone a little wrong, but the result is the same as I expected. You’re talking as if I’m very… sad? It’s too ridiculous, Wan Yi. We’ve known each other for many years. In your eyes, would I be sad because an unimportant person left?”

Wan Yi lowered her eyes. “I don’t know if you’re sad or not, but you know best how much the wound on your hand hurts.”

Su Cheng pushed the person out and followed her out. “Let’s go, get water, find medicine.”

The master bedroom door closed. Su Cheng pointed at Wan Yi’s shoulder. “Why are you provoking her now?”

“I just can’t stand her like that,” Wan Yi said, her lips twitching. She had a lot of experience in relationships, and her breakups were always amicable. “She clearly likes her so much, but she keeps saying things like ‘abandon,’ ‘bed partner,’ and ‘not love,’ and refuses to admit it. Now that she’s gone, she’s still being stubborn. Fine, then she can bear it. I’ll see how she gets through it in the future.”

Su Cheng looked at the guest room door and sighed. “I’m a little sad.”

“What are you sad about?”

“Xingxing didn’t even see me.”

Wan Yi patted her on the shoulder. “There’s a time for everything.” She tilted her chin towards the master bedroom. “The one inside is so sad that she has a fever, and she’s still trying to be strong.”