Chapter 113: Men Are All Like That

I don't know.

Wen Ling sighed, "As expected, men are all like that."

Liushutong wholeheartedly agreed, recalling a tutorial she had seen online about how to train one's own man to understand women, and she directly shared it with Wen Ling.

After reading it, Wen Ling praised, "Awesome, this sister's advice is all solid stuff."

Qin Yuchen: "..."

He lowered his head, sent a message to Zhou Yinhe, questioning him: 【How did you teach my cousin to be like this!】

Zhou Yinhe replied: 【Don't speak ill of my Lingling.】

Qin Yuchen's eyes went dark, he took a deep breath before saying: "You guys go ahead and play, I'm heading back to the company."

Wen Ling blinked at him, Qin Yuchen hurried away almost jogging; after his back disappeared, the two remaining people faced each other and both saw the other's barely concealed smile.

Zhou Yinhe's car had been parked under the shade of a small road near the Qin Family, leaning inside, his brow still tightly furrowed; even though Wen Ling had sent him messages during that time, his eyes still held lingering worry.

Not knowing how Qin Yuchen knew he was there, Zhou Yinhe rested his forehead on his hand looking at his phone when the passenger window was tapped twice, and Qin Yuchen got in.

"Are you guarding here because you're afraid we'll bully Wen Ling?"

Zhou Yinhe gave a cold snort, tone unfriendly: "Don't think I don't know what Qin Yuyang has been up to."

Qin Yuchen lightly curled his lips, "Rest assured, he won't dare again."

He had just reached for a cigarette case, but seeing the delicate person beside him, he gave up, sighed, and said: "You weren't this clingy three years ago; what, are you afraid Wen Ling will run away?"

Zhou Yinhe glanced at him sideways, tone flat, and gave a calm "uh."

Qin Yuchen froze, glanced sideways at him, recalling the scene when they had broken up before.

That day was Christmas, the two-year anniversary of Wen Ling and Zhou Yinhe being together.

——

"As for such a big spectacle?"

Jiang Jibai helped set up the scene while complaining.

Zhou Yinhe raised his chin, directing them, and in between replied: "Single dog, what do you know?"

"Fine, I don't get it, then I'm leaving, you handle the balloons yourself." Jiang Jibai forced a laugh, said that, and got up to leave.

"No." Zhou Yinhe grabbed him, coughed lightly twice, and said: "Brother, that... you know, you understand best."

Jiang Jibai snorted laughed, but sat back down, only after helping out, standing aside opening a bottle of water and taking a few sips did he realize.

"What do you mean 'you understand, you understand best'? I've been single since birth!"

Jiang Jibai strode over to Zhou Yinhe, directly from behind choked his neck and pressed backward, gritting his teeth: "You're trying to yin-yang me, huh?"

Zhou Yinhe was choked by his uneven force, coughed, patted his arm, and pleaded: "Brother, no, no."

At this point Zhou Yinhe wasn't yet so... dog.

The two were messing around aside, the others also wrapped up, dragging the endless Jiang Jibai out of the suite, leaving the tense Zhou Yinhe.

Wen Ling entered the room, then the others tiptoed to the door to listen to their conversation.

Zhou Yinhe held the red rose, nervously pursed his lips, his cheeks slightly red, cleared his throat before saying: "Lingling, I——"

"Zhou Yinhe, let's break up."

Wen Ling quietly gazed at him, watching his cheeks gradually turn pale, his pupils trembling, her heart felt no disturbance.

On the contrary, the few eavesdroppers rushed in, looking at Zhou Yinhe who could barely stand, and Wen Ling with a cold expression.

"What's happening? Did you argue?" Qi Zhan frowned, saying: "Wen Ling, even if you argue, you can't just say break up."

Wen Ling lowered her eyes, lightly said: "We didn't argue, I just don't want to be together anymore."

She turned to leave, not glancing at Zhou Yinhe again, but was grabbed by the arm as she reached the door.

"Lingling, Lingling, can't we not break up? Tell me what I did wrong, I can change anything, Lingling, please."

Wen Ling glanced at the wrist he tightly gripped, annoyance written on her face, she coldly said: "Zhou Yinhe, you haven't done anything wrong, I just don't want to be with you."

"It's not like that, do you have something you can't tell me? I can help you, don't leave me, we were fine yesterday."

Zhou Yinhe shook his head, his narrow eyes moist, his gaze toward Wen Ling full of pleading, his Adam's apple moved a few times, he choked: "Don't break up, don't break up."

Qi Zhan strode forward, blocked the doorway, and said in a low voice: "Wen Ling, if you want to break up, at least give a reason; being together was your idea, breaking up without giving him any reason—what's your point?"

Wen Ling turned her gaze to him, curled the corner of her mouth, and sneered: "I just like what I can't get; this kind of person who comes running with a casual hook of my finger, I don't like—does this reason work?"

Jiang Jibai warned: "Wen Ling, you're saying this too far."

"Too much?" She stared into Zhou Yinhe's eyes, suddenly chuckled: "Isn't it?"

"……" He burst into tears, tears streaked, he bit his lip hard, sobbing still leaking from the corners of his mouth, he choked: "I won't break up."

"Stop clinging to me, you showing up like this, I really find it disgusting."

Wen Ling shook off his hand, turned and walked toward the door; Qi Zhan still blocked the door, Wen Ling coldly looked at him, pulled him aside firmly, and walked out.

Zhou Yinhe drained of strength, knelt on the ground, eyes full of hatred, hoarsely shouted: "Don't regret it, Wen Ling, don't regret it; if you come back begging me, I won't be with you anymore."

Wen Ling felt no inner turmoil, soon vanished from everyone's sight; Jiang Jibai crouched, softly comforting: "Xiao Wu, this kind of woman isn't worth you doing this, bro, let me help you up."

Zhou Yinhe lowered his gaze to the fallen red rose beside him, pulled from his pocket the ring he'd prepared to give Wen Ling, and blankly said: "I wanted to be with her forever; she doesn't like clingy boyfriends, why didn't you tell me earlier? I could have changed, why treat me like this?"

"Get up, can't you have some ambition?" Qi Zhan's temper flared; seeing him so abject, he stepped forward and yanked him up, snarling: "Without her, can't you even survive?"

——

Qin Yuchen was there at the scene; when Wen Ling left, he had chased after her, and she firmly had him pass a message to Zhou Yinhe.

"Help me tell him, I won't regret it."

He had never told Zhou Yinhe this until now; hearing Zhou Yinhe's frank admission, he took a deep breath, opened the car door, stepped out, leaned against the car door, and lit a cigarette for himself.

Zhou Yinhe saw his reaction, felt a bit strange, but he currently had no curiosity about others, lowered his eyes and sent a message to Wen Ling.

"Sticky and gooey."

【Lingling, when is good? I'll come pick you up home.】

Wen Ling sent him a heart emoji pack.

【Grandpa left me to eat dinner.】

Zhou Yinhe bit his lower lip, pushed open the car door, walked to Qin Yuchen's side, and covered his mouth and nose with one hand.