Chapter 19: Jealousy
Zhao Yuheng didn’t get into the car. Instead, he first sent a message to Shen Shuyi.
[Did you get back together with him?]
Actually, when he first learned that Shen Shuyi had broken up, he didn’t feel anything at all.
But now, suspecting that Shen Shuyi had reconciled with Li Sijia, Zhao Yuheng inexplicably felt a little irritated.
When Shen Shuyi received the message, he somehow sensed a hint of anger in it.
Why is he angry? At first, Shen Shuyi was surprised, but then he realized: after all, Zhao Yuheng was nominally his fiancé.
So he could barely claim a reason to be upset.
Shen Shuyi replied: [No.]
He also sent a “soybean smile” emoji: [Don’t you understand Chinese? I said ‘ex’-boyfriend!]
Zhao Yuheng not only understood Chinese but also knew how to play subtle mind games:
[If he’s your ex, why are you using his money?]
? Otherwise, whose?
He would’ve liked to use his brother’s, but his brother had frozen all his bank cards because of this nonsense.
Besides, this was money Li Sijia transferred to him—it wasn’t like he stole it from Li Sijia’s wallet.
Moreover, the Breguet watch Shen Shuyi gave Li Sijia was worth 1.2 million yuan. There was no way to reclaim a gift he had already given, and he hadn’t tried to take it back.
So when you calculate it:
Li Sijia transferred him 70,000 yuan, but he had already spent 1.2 million.
He ended up “losing” over a million.
Of course, he could spend the money Li Sijia gave him with a clear conscience.
Shen Shuyi sent a resentful reply to Zhao Yuheng’s question:
[If not his, then yours?]
He said it casually, knowing full well that a broke college student like Zhao Yuheng couldn’t even spare 3,000 yuan a month. How could he possibly want to spend money on him?
Especially since he had just extorted a breakup fee from him!
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuheng replied: [Fine.]
Shen Shuyi was momentarily stunned. Zhao Yuheng messaged again:
[I can take a taxi back myself.]
…Oh.
So that’s what “fine” meant.
Shen Shuyi thought… never mind. Even if Zhao Yuheng really wanted to spend money on him, he wouldn’t want to marry him anyway.
Who wants to live in a rented apartment like that?
And this scumbag would even put cockroaches in his dinner!
Shen Shuyi didn’t bother explaining to Zhao Yuheng.
In his mind, it was probably just the wounded pride of a man refusing to use his partner’s ex’s money.
But Shen Shuyi didn’t care.
He not only used the ex’s money to get a taxi for Zhao Yuheng but also decided to transfer the rest of the ex’s money to Zhao Yuheng to pay off the debt.
Shen Shuyi transferred the 70,000 yuan from WeChat. The next second, Zhao Yuheng called.
This time, Shen Shuyi clearly heard a hint of irritation in his voice: “Where did you get so much money?”
Actually, Zhao Yuheng had roughly guessed, but he wanted to hear Shen Shuyi say it himself.
Shen Shuyi naturally explained: “I told you, Li Sijia transferred it to me. The 70,000 I just transferred to you, make sure you note it in your account!”
Right now, Shen Shuyi’s most important task was to quickly repay Zhao Yuheng’s breakup fee and then kick this cheap fiancé out.
God knows he only wanted to break off the engagement, but this breakup fee seemed to grow faster than high-interest debt. Shen Shuyi felt like he had been paying forever.
After a pause, Zhao Yuheng spoke: “I refuse to accept it.”
Shen Shuyi: “…?”
He couldn’t believe it: “Why? This is money! Why do you make trouble with yuan?”
Zhao Yuheng knew his demand was strange.
Shen Shuyi was hustling to repay the compensation, and 70,000 yuan was not small. In time, he would repay the full 500,000 and finally part ways with Shen Shuyi. But thinking that this money came from Li Sijia made him inexplicably unwilling to accept it.
He couldn’t find a suitable reason to justify his feelings, so he instinctively said: “Shen Shuyi, this money isn’t yours. I don’t accept money from unknown sources.”
Shen Shuyi swore in the Rolls-Royce: “Zhao Yuheng, are you insane? Who cares where money comes from when receiving it? If you don’t want it, just say so! Where am I supposed to go now to earn money to repay you?”
Zhao Yuheng, annoyed at his cursing, coldly said: “I don’t want it.”
Shen Shuyi: …
So blunt.
Zhao Yuheng paused, then continued: “You found some side jobs, right? You can use those earnings from a few days ago to repay me, that’s enough.”
Shen Shuyi: “…That’s the money I earned washing dishes in the villa for Mrs. Li! Five yuan per plate! How long would it take to repay two million at that rate? By the time I finish, you’d have had three kids!”
But Shen Shuyi had pride. He couldn’t admit he was earning pocket change washing dishes in a villa.
He cleared his throat: “My side jobs pay very little, as you’ve seen. I only earn a few hundred yuan a day. How long would it take to repay?”
He tried to persuade him: “Don’t you want the money soon? I suggest you accept the 70,000.”
Zhao Yuheng didn’t respond. Shen Shuyi thought he’d convinced him.
A few seconds later, Zhao Yuheng’s tone was firm and cold: “No.”
Shen Shuyi looked at Xiao Liu expressionlessly: “Can we turn around? I feel like hitting someone.”
Xiao Liu trembled: “Master, hitting people is illegal!”
Zhao Yuheng’s voice came again: “I don’t want Li Sijia’s money. You repay me with your own. If it’s slow, then just take your time until it’s fully repaid.”
He hung up before Shen Shuyi could scream at him.
Looking at the 70,000 transfer in his phone, Zhao Yuheng felt it was glaring.
The car driver, who had been waiting patiently, asked: “Mr. Zhao, have you finished arguing with your boyfriend? Are you getting in?”
Zhao Yuheng replied coldly: “He’s not my boyfriend.”
Oh.
Just a couple still sulking after a fight.
Damn it, don’t take it out on the driver! Drivers are people too!
Zhao Yuheng said: “Follow the route. I’ll transfer the taxi fare to you.”
The driver was stunned: “Then… you?”
Zhao Yuheng: “Subway. Any problem?”
Driver: …?
No problem, just hard to understand young people’s stubbornness.
Is Zhao Yuheng’s brain broken? Can’t he think straight???
Early the next morning, Shen Shuyi woke up at Shuiwan One, still angry about last night.
The more he thought, the angrier he got. He couldn’t vent to Uncle Lin, so he messaged Lu Zhiwei, the only one who knew a bit of the situation.
Lu Zhiwei replied immediately: [I’m here, I’m here, I’m here, my dear sweetie, what’s got you so mad?]
Shen Shuyi, tired of typing, sent a voice message recounting everything from last night.
He concluded: “Do you think he’s crazy? Why doesn’t he want Li Sijia’s money?”
Lu Zhiwei instantly understood: jealousy.
Shen Shuyi hesitated: “…Really? Is it jealousy?”
Lu Zhiwei: “Of course! Think about it. Why refuse Li Sijia’s money if not because he’s your ex?”
Shen Shuyi: “….”
He reflected: Zhao Yuheng seemed eager for the breakup money before. He shouldn’t have any romantic interest.
Shen Shuyi, though occasionally self-absorbed, was good at reading people. He simply enjoyed giving orders, and most men liked being bossed around.
Lu Zhiwei advised: “Even if he didn’t like you before, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t now!”
Shen Shuyi hesitated: “Really?”
Lu Zhiwei: “Of course, my little sweetie! No man can resist you, okay?”
Shen Shuyi thought it made sense but was still angry: “He shouldn’t have yelled at me either.”
“Exactly! He’s already an ex!” Lu Zhiwei agreed, “Block him and never contact him again. That dead phoenix man is greedy and manipulative. Maybe he was deliberately playing hot and cold to manipulate you!”
Shen Shuyi, convinced, said: “You’re right, I won’t contact him again.”
Lu Zhiwei soothed him: “Good. By the way, next week, hot springs? Hongshan opened a new spa, I want to take you. Then we can go to SOHO, I’ll swipe my card, let other men die in envy, and you enjoy your life.”
Just as Shen Shuyi nodded, Zhao Yuheng called.
Lu Zhiwei babbled on: “You should’ve cut ties with your poor fiancé earlier. He’ll never afford diamonds, but it’s not too late to avoid him…”
Shen Shuyi interrupted: “Wait, hang up. Zhao Yuheng’s calling.”
Lu Zhiwei: …?
“Beep.” Shen Shuyi had hung up.
Lu Zhiwei: …
So much for my advice—he didn’t listen to a word.
Author’s Note:
Lu Zhiwei: I won’t end up as the guy who advised breakup 800 times and then serves as best man at Shen Shuyi and Zhao Yuheng’s wedding, will I…?
Lu Zhiwei is a good bestie!
Though he likes Shuyi, it’s not romantic—but still likes him!
They haven’t officially dated but are already in couple mode (or something like that).
