Even if Zhan Jingrui had forgotten, or if his personality was aloof, wouldn't He Yao be considered impolite to that extent?
Moreover, she felt that He Yao always seemed to evade them when speaking, her eyes never meeting theirs.
Before, she had naively thought it was because they weren't close, and she felt a bit awkward. Now, looking back, wasn't this guilt?
Zhan Jingrui was so germaphobic; normally, holding hands or hugging her felt like it was taking his life.
Yet, that day, He Yao was covered in blood, and he took off his clothes for her without a word, carried her to the hospital, and ran around for her the entire time.
Realizing everything, Chu Xi felt like an idiot.
The man she had loved painstakingly for seven years, the man who had laid himself bare before her like a blank slate, was deceiving her with the most primitive means.
In those seven years, he hadn't contacted He Yao, but he had He Yao in his heart, and had never let her go!
It was precisely because of this that he was unwilling to be intimate with her.
When you truly like someone, many things are uncontrollable.
The fact that he could be so restrained and controlled in front of her was entirely because he didn't like her!
Chu Xi, Chu Xi, what were you thinking?
You only realized such a simple truth now?
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say her feelings at that moment were like being pierced by ten thousand arrows.
Zhan Jingrui was her first love, her pride, her honor, even her life.
Over the past seven years, all the beautiful feelings came from him. Chu Xi had even planned their entire future together. In the end, she discovered it was all an illusion!
Who could possibly endure that?
She couldn't imagine Zhan Jingrui returning tomorrow to confess his relationship with He Yao.
She couldn't imagine the reactions of everyone when they announced their broken engagement.
He couldn't imagine what her parents and relatives would think of her.
Chu Xi felt like she couldn't breathe, her mind was about to explode. She needed to go out for a walk, or she wouldn't be able to live.
"Miss, Miss! Dinner is ready, where are you going?"
Chu Xi didn't want to talk to anyone. She grabbed her car keys and rushed out of the house.
But once she sat in the car, she realized she didn't know where to go.
She was a complete love-struck fool. Ever since she got together with Zhan Jingrui, she had distanced herself from everyone else and had no friends left.
Besides her family, who could she turn to at this critical moment?
This city had many properties and real estate owned by her family, many places for her to go.
But they were all cold and impersonal. She didn't want to go to cold, impersonal buildings.
She pulled out her phone to find contacts, desperately needing someone to talk to and distract her.
Then, she saw Liang Bo.
Right.
The only person who could empathize with her and share common ground now was Liang Bo!
Chu Xi decisively called him.
After learning about He Yao and Zhan Jingrui's past, Liang Bo was also very upset.
Before it even began, their love had been stillborn.
But as an entrepreneur with many partners, if he didn't work for a day, he wouldn't eat. He couldn't let his sadness interfere with his work.
He was in the workshop, working overtime to produce parts for He Yao, his hands covered in oil, when his phone rang.
He wiped his hands on his pants, pulled out his phone, and saw it was Chu Xi.
What did this rich young lady want with him at this hour?
Liang Bo answered. Chu Xi directly asked where he was.
"Working at the factory. What's up?"
"Send me the address, I'll come find you."
Sensing that Chu Xi's tone was off, Liang Bo didn't dare to ask further.
"Where are you? Do you need me to pick you up?"
"No. Send it to me."
Liang Bo sent her his location and cautioned her to be careful. Chu Xi hung up.
Soon, a ice-pink Porsche stopped at the factory entrance.
Liang Bo stubbed out his cigarette and walked towards her, wearing his dirty work clothes.
Miss Chu was still in her fluffy slippers and loungewear, only wearing a coat over it.
Compared to him, a dirty worker, the scene was almost comical.
"Why did you come out like this? What happened?"
Actually, Liang Bo had a vague guess about what had happened, but he didn't dare to ask directly.
The weather was very cold, nearing November. Perhaps because her heart was even colder, Chu Xi shivered.
"Can you treat me to dinner? I want to drink. I'm cold."
Liang Bo lived and ate in the house behind the factory, with one room for each of his partners.
He ordered some takeout, turned on the air conditioning, and asked Chu Xi to sit down while he grabbed his clothes to go out.
"I'm too dirty. You sit and rest for a while. I'll go wash up."
The air conditioning hadn't warmed up yet, and Chu Xi's teeth were chattering from the cold.
"Can you find something for me to put on? I'm still cold."
A straightforward man's room was as simple as it could get.
A computer desk, a bed, and a wardrobe.
Liang Bo rummaged through his wardrobe and found a coat for her.
"Wear this. If you don't mind, you can sit on the bed too. My stool is also greasy, I never have time to wipe it."
Chu Xi didn't mind. She grabbed his coat and sat down by the head of the bed.
Liang Bo quickly took a shower and changed into clean clothes before returning.
The two looked at each other from a distance. Seeing that Chu Xi seemed to have recovered a bit, he poured her a cup of hot water and handed it to her.
"Drink some water first to calm down. No need to rush to talk."
Chu Xi saw that he seemed quite calm, with no signs of distress, and guessed that he probably didn't know about He Yao and Zhan Jingrui yet.
Suddenly, she didn't want to hurt him and didn't know how to start. She lowered her mood and didn't say anything.
After slowly finishing the cup of hot water, the takeout arrived, along with several bottles of alcohol.
Liang Bo gestured for her to come over.
"This is the condition for our first meal together. Don't mind the simplicity."
They each opened a bottle of beer. Just as Chu Xi was about to drink, Liang Bo stopped her.
"You're not on your period, are you?"
Chu Xi, who was feeling quite depressed, couldn't help but laugh at his question.
"You know quite a lot."
Liang Bo said frankly, "I'm a 30-year-old man. Wouldn't it be pretentious if I said I didn't know? Although the beer is at room temperature, it's quite cold now, and your physical condition is probably not great. How about we drink something stronger? Or wine is fine too."
Chu Xi said, "It's okay, I'm not on my period. I want to try all sorts of drinks. I've never drunk beer before."
"Oh, so you're here to experience life with me."
"Something like that. Although we're not close, I inexplicably feel comfortable with you, and I'm quite at ease. Thank you."
"It's I who should thank Miss Chu for not minding. Then let's dispense with the formalities. Come, cheers."
They clinked their bottles, gulped down a few mouthfuls, and started eating and chatting, passing dishes back and forth.
Chu Xi didn't know how to start. After thinking for a moment, she asked him if he had ever had a girlfriend.
Liang Bo pretended to count on his fingers, "Too many to count."
"Ah?"
"Just kidding. Only three."
"Three isn't a lot? What do you mean 'only three'?"
"Sis, I'm thirty this year. Three is a lot, isn't it?"
"It's quite a few," Chu Xi pouted at him, "You look like a playboy."