After Wen Sheng finished speaking, she took her cell phone and slipped into the bathroom, sitting on the toilet to open WeChat.
Jian Yukuo's messages quickly popped up.
"Wen Sheng, you are so fucking awesome!"
"Is this what you call indifference?"
"Are you fucking treating me, Jian Yukuo, like a fool?"
"So you agreed to talk to me today just to humiliate me like this? You're really something!"
"I've been your boyfriend for so long and had no idea you could scream like that!"
"If you wanted to fuck around, you should have just told me. What's with all the pretenses? What did I do to turn you off?"
Wen Sheng looked at Jian Yukuo's series of insults, her eyes calm and undisturbed.
She attempted to type into the chat box, but couldn't articulate her thoughts into words.
What should she say to Jian Yukuo?
To admit that she is indeed incapable of being with him?
Despite seeing a psychologist for over a year, she was still unable to improve? She had truly tried her best.
Would Jian Yukuo believe her?
Of course not.
He was seething with rage, and after berating her with such harsh words, why should she bother trying to explain?
So with that being said, why should she bother at all? It would just seem like a cheap excuse.
Since they'd broken up, how Jian Yukuo viewed her as a person no longer mattered.
Wen Sheng admitted that impulsively meeting that man last night was to test whether she was really incapable of being with someone?
Over the past year and a half, she had seen her therapist countless times, and Zhu Qingjia had suggested numerous solutions, but she still had no interest in the opposite sex.
Wen Sheng thought it was her own problem, so when Jian Yukuo cheated, she didn't blame him too much.
She was just disgusted by how Jian Yukuo fooled her, pretending he was going to wait for her after work, while secretly sneaking around with Xun Ke under her nose for half a year.
Wen Sheng hated being played for a fool.
Men who cheat are like money that has fallen into a dung pit, it would be a pity to lose it, but nauseating to pick it up.
But Wen Sheng never regretted letting go of the things that had become dirty.
She wouldn't let herself be in a mess.
She was single when she was involved with the man, so she didn't owe Jian Yukuo anything morally.
She didn't owe him an apology.
Wen Sheng turned off her phone, dried her hair, and stepped out of the bathroom.
When she came out, Fu Yanlin was still by the door, leaning against the frame, unruly gaze sweeping over her.
The room had a faint smell of smoke, presumably from him smoking.
Wen Sheng was too lazy to chat with him. She skirted past him, cracked a window, and got into bed to sleep.
Fu Yanlin looked like he wanted to say something, but swallowed it back down.
At that moment, his cell phone in his pocket began vibrating.
Seeing the name "Jian Yukuo" flashing on the screen, Fu Yanlin hesitated for a few seconds before turning around to answer it, greeting nonchalantly.
Jian Yukuo was fuming on the other end of the line, "Uncle, where are you?"
Fu Yanlin asked impatiently, "What do you want?"
Jian Yukuo was smoking at the end of a corridor, glaring at Wen Sheng's room door, veins popping on his temple from anger, "You've got friends in Qingzhou, right? Lend me some guys, If I don't drag out the asshole I've been cuckolded by tonight, I'm not Jian Yukuo! He dared to mess with my woman, let's see how many heads he has to screw around with me!"
"Is that so." Fu Yanlin responded indifferently.
"Uncle, I'm at the Xiyuan Hotel in the Jianglan district right now, I'll send you the address on WeChat, hurry up and bring some guys!"
Fu Yanlin glanced at the figure curled up on the bed and answered casually, "I'm nearby. Meet me at the entrance."
"But I—"
Jian Yukuo was about to suggest that Fu Yanlin bring the guys up but before he could, the line was cut off.
He didn't dare call back.
Fu Yanlin was no ordinary character, he remained the undisputed top scoundrel in Jiangzhou, even the patriarch of the Fu Family couldn't control him.
How could Jian Yukuo make so many demands?
Jian Yukuo figured Fu Yanlin had connections in Qingzhou and could easily get through to the hotel management.
It only took minutes to go downstairs, the man in Wen Sheng's room couldn't escape.
Once he found him, he would beat that bastard who cuckolded him to the ground!