Chapter 6
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Zhou Yuhe's face was gloomy as he walked along the corridor filled with sunlight. The warm sunlight shone on his body, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of warmth. Only wisps of cold air emitted from his face.
In his mind, Zeng Ang's ferocious face a few minutes ago as he said, "If you have the guts, don't regret it!". That pair of red eyes simply made him look like a lone wolf that was angry because it was hurt.
Of course, it was just a "resemblance".
If he really had a trace of a wolf's nature, he wouldn't have been able to enjoy those resources that didn't belong to him for so long.
Zhou Yuhe smiled coldly. He was angry that he didn't punch Zeng Ang on the spot. Instead, he let Zeng Ang seize the moment when he was in a daze to turn around and leave. Zeng Ang looked like he had suffered a great grievance and was possessed by a drama queen.
He was also angry that he was young and ignorant back then and had taken a liking to such a thing.
Other things were fine, but saying that he was raising a mistress wrongly accused him?
If he hadn't been reborn, he was afraid that he would have been swayed by Zeng Ang's behavior.
In his previous life, after Zeng Ang used Zhou Yuhe to become famous, he kicked him aside — —
If it was just this kind of ingratitude, it wouldn't have hurt Zhou Yuhe so much.
He could never forget this person. From his increasingly perfunctory attitude to not being able to get through to him on the phone, that night when he was drinking alone in a pub, he accidentally saw on TV that the other party was going in and out of a hotel with a certain female star who was known as the "Sweetheart Cult Master". He was proud of his success, talking and laughing wittily. How was it like what he said about him being busy with work and gradually becoming haggard?
Confrontation, quarrel, urge to stay, and then break up in the most tragic way. Zhou Yuhe, who had always been passive in this relationship, suffered an unprecedented blow. He didn't date for two whole years and put all his energy into his career.
A bright pearl covered in dust? Opened the celestial aperture?
He could no longer remember what kind of headlines the magazines and Weibo had used to describe his rebirth when he won the Golden Dragon Award for Best Newcomer.
He only knew that the resources that Zeng Ang had obtained and the fame and fortune that Zeng Ang had obtained were wounds that could never be erased from his heart. Every night when he couldn't sleep because of the pressure, the wounds would burst out of his chest. It was as if there were countless voices around him mocking him for his humble and unworthy contributions to this person.
The heart-rending, heart-wrenching pain tormented him so much that he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. He could only try his best to run forward with all his might.
It seemed that only by running ahead of him could he prove how blind this fellow was when he gave up on him. Then, he would be able to reappear in front of him as a lofty victor …
Zhou Yuhe's heart palpitated when he recalled that kind of extreme and crazy unwillingness after he became successful and famous.
Perhaps, what really made it difficult for him to let go wasn't Zeng Ang's cruel and unscrupulous nature, nor was it his own blindness. Instead, it was the Zhou Yuhe from twenty years ago, after being betrayed and hurt like that, he couldn't fight back and even found excuses for the other party …
That foolish and cowardly version of himself.
*****
"Hey, I say, if Brother Zeng chooses Xu Chang, we'll have to get a raise, right?"
"Don't say it like that. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. I don't expect a raise, as long as that fellow Zhou Yuhe doesn't cause any more trouble and cause me to get scolded."
"Look at you, what do you mean by 'don't' and 'don't'? Brother Zeng has worked hard. If even he can't act, do you think someone like Zhou Yuhe can?"
…
Zhou Yuhe opened the door of the nanny van. The three assistants who were chatting inside suddenly fell silent.
Zhou Yuhe glanced at the three of them and didn't say anything. He just silently got into the car and took out his phone to fiddle with it.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little strange.
The assistants had long been accustomed to Zhou Yuhe's silence. Normally, even in front of Zhou Yuhe, they would be blunt. But today, the three of them had a god-like intuition. They all shut their mouths, and three pairs of eyes uncontrollably swept back and forth on Zhou Yuhe's delicate and cold face.
This kid seemed a little different today. When he didn't speak, he inexplicably made people feel pressured. This kind of aura was only seen on big-name stars or seniors in the entertainment industry …
Huh? Aura …?
The assistants didn't know why they used the word "aura", which had nothing to do with Zhou Yuhe, on him. They just felt that it wasn't a good time to talk.
Zhou Yuhe just went on Weibo and scrolled through it twice before his phone turned off because it ran out of battery.
He held the phone in annoyance and tapped it on his long legs. After he calmed down, he handed the phone to the side and said gently, "Susu, help me charge it."
The girl named Susu saw the white and slender fingers next to her and froze. For a moment, she forgot to react.
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