Chapter 1088: The Gentle Neighbor's Drama Queen Sweetheart 16

"Are you okay?"

Xu You heard the sound and quickly stepped out of his embrace, standing straight.

He was a stranger, his back wounded, blood dripping.

Xu You was a bit stunned, "Why did you save me?"

"I'm the one who caused this… hiss."

Zhou Yao was in so much pain his face turned pale.

"First take you to the hospital, we'll talk about the rest later."

Xu You quickly had the driver come over to help.

He didn't know that after the car left the club, the man who had caused trouble earlier was beaten up badly by the security and thrown out.

"I said we shouldn't let vagrants from around here in; even though the goal was achieved, this is too ruthless!"

"What do you know? The boss said only real bloodshed works; Zhou Yao's taken all that money, he himself would love it."

"Also… if he really hooked up with Young Master Xu, Zhou Yao's blessings are still to come."

Jin Chen took in everything that happened downstairs, his cold eyes finally showing a smile.

【Look, it's effective.】

【Gee… Zhou Yao is really harsh on himself.】

Jin Chen walked back to his desk, turned the computer screen, and with a fingertip lightly tapped the touchscreen, sending the email.

That night, the scandal of Xue Yuanjing's affair and keeping a mistress, which Xu You had dumped him for, was sent to the email of every person in the company's decision-making layer.

The company's person in charge instinctively thought it was the Xu Family's doing, since Xue Yuanjing's rise to the top was all thanks to Young Master Xu's connections.

The person in charge, fearing impact on the company, stayed up all night discussing with all the decision-makers, and only took a few minutes to settle on a result.

A termination notice was sent to Xue Yuanjing's phone, urging him to come to the company as soon as possible to complete the resignation handover.

The next day.

Xue Yuanjing woke up early in the morning with a terrible headache.

The floor of the room was littered with scattered clothes, the messy sheets showing how wild last night had been.

He stared for a moment, then turned his head to look at the youth beside him, Youyou, who was just waking up.

The curtains weren't drawn, the room bright with light, and Xue Yuanjing suddenly realized this person bore no resemblance to Xu You at all.

His first reaction, however, was worry about whether he'd been filmed last night, after all the club was covered in surveillance.

"Sir, were you satisfied last night?"

The youth sat up naked, skillfully picked up his shirt from the floor, lit a cigarette, and looked at him with smiling eyes.

So practiced and natural.

Xue Yuanjing wondered, "Are you someone from the club?"

"Not exactly… but close enough."

The youth smiled, opening his palm toward him, "If you're satisfied, shouldn't there be a reward?"

Xue Yuanjing: "……"

But he finally let out a breath of relief.

Getting money was fine; at least there'd be no entanglement, and he'd keep his mouth shut.

Xue Yuanjing picked up his wallet, casually drew a card and tossed it onto the bed, got dressed, and prepared to leave.

When he opened his phone, a string of messages shocked him in place, unable to quell his fear.

Xu You's breakup notice said he would reclaim all of his properties and also cancel his cards.

The Chief Executive Officer's termination notice, demanding he report to the company today to complete the resignation handover.

How could this happen!

No, that person just now… did it on purpose!

Xue Yuanjing had just walked a short distance when, like a madman, he ran back, but there was no sign of the youth in the room; he had already snapped the useless card, taking Jin Chen's reward and making a quick getaway.

He even wrote a note and tossed it on the bed, the paper bearing only three big characters: "You're terrible in bed!"

Xue Yuanjing picked it up and, seeing it, his eyes flashed with anger.

After the anger and fear, Xue Yuanjing rushed to the restroom, splashed water on his face to barely calm himself, arms braced on the sink, gasping, thinking of a solution.

No matter what… he couldn't break up with Xu You!

But he wouldn't allow himself to fall into the mud and end up with nothing.

As long as he coaxed Xu You back, everything would be solved!

Xue Yuanjing suddenly recalled the matching engagement rings they each had when they first got together.

He hadn't worn his in a while, but Xu You had kept hers on; maybe… if he found the ring, it could make Xu You soft-hearted.

After thinking it over, Xue Yuanjing believed the ring should be at Zhongyu Yu's place.

He didn't have time to think further, quickly tidied his clothes and left the club.

——

Zhongyu Yu had just finished breakfast, changed clothes, and was getting ready to start filming today's video material.

Suddenly the main gate was knocked on loudly and urgently.

The makeup artist, a little girl, was so frightened her hand trembled.

"I'll go open the door."

Zhongyu Yu's assistant put down the storyboard, pushed up his black-frame glasses, and got up to open the door.

The cameraman, older brother, was always paying attention.

The main gate opened, and the assistant visibly startled, "How did you get here?"

Yu-ge, you didn't break up with this person, did you?

He turned around and shouted, "Yu-ge, it's Xue Yuanjing—should I let him in?"

Zhongyu Yu walked over, expressionless, and said, "What are you here for?"

The anger Xue Yuanjing had been holding in his throat died unspoken, and he was dazzled by Zhongyu Yu's outfit.

Zhongyu Yu wore a scarlet ancient-style long robe, her hair loose, her made-up face even more stunning, blood-red petals stuck at the corners of her eyes—ghostly, bewitching, like a demon queen who has long ruled from above.

If you have nothing to say, get out.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable under his stare, Zhongyu Yu frowned, finding even the sight of this man unpleasant.

Xue Yuanjing snapped back to attention, still questioning: "The downstairs property said you threw out trash a couple days ago—it couldn't be mine, right? How could you do that without my permission..."

I already asked you.

Zhongyu Yu cut him off: "If you don't reply to my messages, I'll assume you agree—what's the problem?"

What?

Only then did Xue Yuanjing realize, after deleting the WeChat ID, that his face had darkened.

Zhongyu Yu watched him do that and found it laughably absurd.

The WeChat account is fake too.

Xue Yuanjing, you're really... pretty outrageous.

Xue Yuanjing didn't have time to argue, still hoping: "There's something you surely haven't noticed—let me go in and get it."

Zhongyu Yu, thinking his belongings were still in the house, felt uneasy and urged him with a frown.

Hurry up.

To keep Xue Yuanjing from meddling, Zhongyu Yu followed him inside and waited by the guest bedroom door.

After searching through drawers and cabinets repeatedly, Xue Yuanjing actually found it, clutching the diamond ring box and exhaling in relief.

Zhongyu Yu clearly saw what he held, frowned in thought, vaguely recalling that this item had been there since Xue Yuanjing first moved in; back then he said it was... a parts box for a USB drive.

But Xue Yuanjing opened it himself just now, and inside lay a glittering diamond ring.

Zhongyu Yu's face shifted slightly, and he suddenly realized.

The ring... you already had a boyfriend?

He had thought it was merely some club flirtation.

Little did he know Xue Yuanjing had even more disgusting behavior.

You already had a lover, and then you got together with me?

Xue Yuanjing slipped the ring onto his finger, seeing Zhongyu Yu's astonished expression, he laughed: "Anyway, you've latched onto a rich benefactor—why bother with these things?"

You think you're some good person, still dating others while being with the neighbor—aren't you afraid fans will blast you if it gets out?