He spoke with sincerity and pitifulness, and was about to make a real move.
Zhan Jingchun looked at his dark circles and his pale, haggard face, her teeth itching with anger.
When would this guy, who always made people feel pity and hate, finally forget about her?
She was pathetic; even though Peng Fei had hurt her time and again, she couldn't bring herself to retaliate when the opportunity arose…
Not knowing how to continue the conversation, she could only change the subject and find fault with him elsewhere.
"I remember you were wearing the same outfit the last time I saw you. Why is it still the same? Haven't you showered or changed your clothes in the past two days? And your hair, why is it so greasy? Don't tell me you haven't even washed your hair!"
Even though he hadn't washed it, it didn't affect his good looks.
She just really didn't know what else to say to him.
Peng Fei, whose focus had been on Zhan Jingchun's mood, blushed with embarrassment at her words.
He hadn't washed his face or hair, changed his clothes, or even brushed his teeth in the past two days. He had only rinsed his mouth with water each day.
Would he stink her out by being so close to her?
Frightened, he quickly took a step back: "I..."
Zhan Jingchun continued to "mock" him: "Don't tell me you haven't even found a place to stay for the past two days just to block me? Have you been eating and sleeping on the streets? Didn't you enter the entertainment industry to become a big idol? You should have enough money to stay in a hotel! Don't tell me you're completely broke!"
Peng Fei was completely speechless by her accusations.
Fortunately, when he went to the restroom to drink water these past two days, he knew there was a public restroom on a certain street.
"I'll go wash. I'll wash in the public restroom when it's less crowded tonight."
Wash in a public restroom?
Did he really have no money at all?
Seeing that she still wanted to say more, Peng Fei didn't want to continue this topic.
"I plan to go back to my hometown, but I want to clear things up with you before I leave, otherwise, I won't feel at ease. Chun Chun, if you hate me, hit me, scold me, do whatever you want, but please, don't torment yourself anymore."
The little bit of sympathy Zhan Jingchun had just felt for him vanished with these words.
He was going back to his hometown?
After finally escaping that hellish place, why would he go back?
This useless guy, who knew to run back to his mother for shelter at the slightest setback, what a mama's boy!
"Stop faking it. It's not because of you that I smoke! Not only do I smoke, but I also drink. What business is it of yours? Look at yourself, take care of yourself!"
After saying that, she turned and ran away angrily.
She ran back to the villa and only realized when she reached into her pocket that she had gone out for nothing.
Peng Fei had thrown away her cigarettes.
Her nicotine craving was acting up again, and it felt terrible.
But she didn't know if he had left yet. If she turned back now and he caught her again…
So annoying!
More annoying than checking his news online every day!
Zhan Jingchun returned home, agitated.
The housekeeper had prepared lunch and was looking for her. Seeing her return, she quickly called her to eat.
How could she eat?
Zhan Jingchun listlessly said, "I'm not eating. I don't feel well. I'm going to sleep. Don't call me."
The housekeeper looked puzzled. What was wrong with this girl? She was in a good mood when she woke up this morning, but after a few minutes, she came back with a long face?
Zhan Jingchun's temper had become terrible over the past year.
Although outsiders couldn't tell, those who followed her daily noticed a significant change.
The housekeeper knew the reason; after all, she was the one who had exposed it. Feeling a bit guilty, she didn't dare to persuade her and could only try to appease her every day.
"Then you sleep first. I'll reheat the food for you when you wake up."
Zhan Jingchun lay down on the bed, too agitated to sleep.
Ever since Peng Fei suddenly appeared on screen a few months ago and was adored by many fans, her heart had become restless again.
She tried hard to tell herself not to care about him, that he wasn't worth it, and not to look at his news.
But big data seemed to be able to read her mind, constantly pushing news related to him to her for no reason.
Once she looked, she wanted to look again, and the more she looked, the more big data pushed.
Over the past six months, she had kept track of Peng Fei's every move.
Seeing him become more and more successful, appearing flawless in the eyes of outsiders, and realizing he hadn't fulfilled his promises of what he would do for her once he had money, Zhan Jingchun had given up on him.
But what could she do?
She couldn't bring herself to confront him to settle the score, so she could only torment herself.
When she couldn't sleep, she secretly learned to smoke.
From one or two cigarettes a day at the beginning, to three, and now she had no idea how many, she couldn't stop.
Her cravings came more and more frequently, and the inability to smoke when she wanted to was almost unbearable.
She was also afraid of the housekeeper knowing and secretly reporting to her parents, so she had to pretend to go out for a walk each time to buy them secretly. It was so exhausting.
All of this was Peng Fei's fault!
Did he think a few lukewarm apologies would make it all go away? No way!
The more she thought about it, the more she hated him. That scoundrel, he only remembered her when he was out of money, and now he was here to ruin her mood again?
He had better not have left!
Didn't he say she could slap him, hit him, scold him however she pleased?
She would go right now!
Her anger surged, and she couldn't hold back.
Slipping on her shoes, she stomped downstairs.
The housekeeper had just finished tidying up in the kitchen and was startled to see her rush out like a gust of wind. She quickly followed.
"Chun Chun. Where are you going? Why does your face look so bad? What's wrong?"
Zhan Jingchun didn't speak, her neck stiff as she quickly reached the door.
Peng Fei, that reckless fool, hadn't left after all. He was on the opposite side of the road.
She didn't even look at the oncoming traffic, her eyes fixed on him, and she rushed straight towards him.
A car was approaching from a distance, honking its horn, startling Peng Fei, who rushed to pull her away.
"Why are you out again? What happened? Why do you look so upset? Are you looking for me?"
Zhan Jingchun gritted her teeth, grabbed his collar, and screamed.
"Yes! I came specifically to settle the score with you!"
"I hate you to death, not only do I want to hit and scold you, but I also want to strangle you!"
"Peng, why are you so detestable? How much longer do you want to mess up my life? You're not human, when will you die?"
So, she had come to settle the score with him. Finally, this moment had arrived, and Peng Fei felt a sense of calm and happiness.
Alright, as long as she could vent her anger, as long as she felt a little better, she could hit him, do whatever she wanted.
After speaking, Zhan Jingchun gathered her strength and punched him.
The housekeeper followed and only then realized that she had come to find Peng Fei.
No wonder she was in such a bad mood just now. This boy. Why was he bothering her again?
Heavens, this was on the main road, and both of them had unusual identities now. What if someone saw them? It would be terrible!
The housekeeper quickly tried to intervene: "Oh my, Xiao Peng, didn't you become a big star? Why are you here again? It's not good if someone sees you!"
"Chun Chun, stop hitting him quickly. If someone sees this and posts it online, Mr. and Mrs. will be angry. Let's talk about it when we get back, quickly, quickly, stop hitting him!"
Peng Fei had become even thinner, and his body was as hard as stone. Punching him made Zhan Jingchun's hands hurt. It was a loss to hit him.
But even so, Zhan Jingchun didn't want to stop.