I Refuse to Be a Supporting Character
Chapter 113: Who Is He? (2)
“You can't say it?” Cheng Xin closed her eyes disappointedly and drew a smile that was less attractive than her cries. Despite struggling to smile, he could not help but lower his head as his shoulders trembled.
Jing Hao looked down and saw water stains on the ground. Suddenly, his heart felt even more pain than being pricked by a needle. She stepped forward to hug him: “Xin Xin, don't cry, I really don't know what to do.”
“This is so simple,” Cheng Xin stepped back and looked at the handsome face of her lover. “Disconnect your engagement with him.”
Jing Hao pulled his hand back and complained, “Xin Xin, have you really grown up?”
“No,” Cheng Xin cried, as if she had been stabbed painfully. Her delicate makeup smeared as she cried, “I am not yet an adult. Didn't you know that long ago? Now that you have someone new by your side, you think I'm childish?”
“No, not that..” Jing Hao furrowed his brows.
“Don't talk, just get out of here,” Cheng Xin closes her ears and pushes Jing Hao out the door. “I don't want to see you.”
But how could a small woman weighing only ninety pounds push a man who weighed over a hundred pounds?
“You won't go right?” Cheng Xin glared, “Good, then let me go.”
“Slow-slow,” Jing Hao pulled away from her gently. “I'll go.”
Cheng Xin's state was too unstable for her to come out, so she was uncomfortable.
Just as Jing Hao stepped out, the door slammed shut behind him.
Inside the house, Cheng Xin was leaning against the door. After exhausting all his strength, he slowly slipped to the ground and fell down like a puddle of mud. His hand held a bracelet near his chest, his fingertips looking pale.
As he leaned against the door, he felt a bitter chill all over his body.
After a long time, he finally turned around to leave. But at that moment, the door suddenly opened and a pair of bracelets flew out, landing on the ground.
Jing Hao's face stiffened. He crouched down, picked up the bracelet on the ground, and stuffed it into his pocket.
Then he turned and left.
He had to find out who dared to plan against him behind his back.
Suddenly, the face of Mu Mingcheng's hatred appeared in his mind.
Gu Jin did not know that the male and female protagonists were in conflict. Even if he knew about it, he wouldn't care.
For him, love is just one of the spices of life; if anything, then it exists. If not, then he has no request for it.
The kind of passionate love in which men and women pursue each other is something she cannot personally understand. He had nothing to do with them as long as they did not disturb his peace.
Based on Gu Jin's values, what's the point of love if you can make your life colorful and fun? Is that necessary?
There might be times when his heart was pounding, but the heartbeat was like the wind that was shaking the surface of a pond.
After a gentle breeze, the lake would gradually recover its calm state…
Mu Mingcheng's injuries recovered very quickly. After staying in the villa for a few days, Gu Jin could not bear to stay here any longer. Since the Literary Institute was just about to hold a meeting, Gu Jin asked if he could come out.
Unexpectedly, Mu Mingcheng agreed.
