Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 384: People Have Seven Emotions and Six Desires

Chapter 384: Chapter 384: People Have Seven Emotions and Six Desires

The last time we had dinner together, Zhuo Yang was impressed by Cheng Qiaobei, thinking he hadn’t recognized him, so he explained with a smile:

"Mr. Cheng, there’s a misunderstanding. I’m Zhou Sui’s boyfriend. Don’t you remember? A few of us had dinner together at the grilled fish shop last time."

He thought he could make small talk to ease the current tension, but Cheng Qiaobei remained indifferent. Zhuo Yang smiled awkwardly, sensing a hint of disdain in Cheng Qiaobei’s gaze, hidden within a sharp contempt.

"I don’t care about your relationship. Zhou Sui is my friend, and if I see her being bullied, I will definitely intervene."

Zhuo Yang had always felt dissatisfied with the rich second-generation friends around Zhou Sui. At every gathering, they spent extravagantly without batting an eye, making his own background seem somewhat shabby in comparison.

He even attended gatherings relying on his girlfriend Zhou Sui, and without her, he might never have entered this circle in his lifetime.

Zhuo Yang had fantasized more than once that if he, too, had a fortunate family background and a wealthy father, he would have been much more successful than these people.

So when he learned that Cheng Qiaobei had the backing of Jade Jiali and was Cheng Xiangheng’s son, he secretly looked down on him.

"I didn’t bully her," Zhuo Yang forced a smile, "right, Suisui."

He looked at Zhou Sui, but she had no intention of acknowledging him.

"Suisui," Zhuo Yang took a step closer, but Zhou Sui turned sideways to avoid him with disgust.

Cheng Qiaobei observed her body language, clearly seeing her rejection of Zhuo Yang’s approach.

He stepped forward voluntarily to separate the two, saying, "Mr. Zhuo, Manager Zhou and I have a client meeting at six, can you wait until we finish talking before discussing your issue?"

In terms of height, build, and presence, Zhuo Yang was no match for him. If it came down to fists, he was definitely the one who would get beaten.

"Uh... okay," Zhuo Yang forced a smile, his face slightly displeased, "Suisui, I’ll wait for you at home."

After saying that, he nodded to Cheng Qiaobei, "Please take care of Suisui for me."

Cheng Qiaobei gave him a slight glance, "Hmm."

Once the figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Cheng Qiaobei said, "He’s gone."

Zhou Sui sighed in relief, finally relaxing, with her eyes downcast, saying, "Thank you for the reminder."

Cheng Qiaobei paused slightly in his steps, looking back at Zhou Sui. She actually didn’t need to thank him, as he had already seen it coming.

He gentlemanly held the door open for her. Zhou Sui walked in, and as the door closed, she said, "Last time at dinner, one of the colleagues he brought along, I found out the two of them are together."

Cheng Qiaobei listened quietly, pouring her tea.

Zhou Sui picked up the teacup to moisten her throat and asked him, "You noticed that last time at dinner, didn’t you?"

Cheng Qiaobei did not deny it, "What do you plan to do?"

Without any hesitation, Zhou Sui said, "I’ve already broken up with him and returned the betrothal gifts. I’ve given him and his parents a week to move out of my house. The car was a gift from me to him, registered in his name, but I’ve consulted a lawyer; since the marriage is off, I must take back the car."

Cheng Qiaobei admired her swift and decisive way of handling things, "Quite decisive."

Zhou Sui pursed her lips and said, "That girl is pregnant, he has to take responsibility, right?"

Cheng Qiaobei raised his eyebrows subtly, not expecting to gossip so intensely.

"Did he come to ask you to get back together?"

Zhou Sui nodded, "Hmm. He said he’d take her to have the baby aborted and give her a sum of money as compensation. But I’m the kind of person who has a cleanliness fetish; once something is tainted, I won’t keep it."

Cheng Qiaobei was silent for a moment before looking at Zhou Sui, saying, "Tonight’s a serious discussion. Can you afford to delay? Don’t end up dazed from drinking while I’m discussing business fervently here."

Zhou Sui glanced at him, "Do you think I’m a teenage girl lovestruck for the first time, drowning my sorrows in alcohol because of a man?"

"Well said." Cheng Qiaobei refilled her cup and raised his own, "Since you’ve come to terms, let’s align smoothly."

Zhou Sui lifted her cup, and the two toasted in the air.

"No problem."

After seeing the WeChat messages between Zhuo Yang and Nie Yuqi, Zhou Sui thoroughly saw through Zhuo Yang.

While complaining to Nie Yuqi about her assertiveness and coldness, he was also accepting Nie Yuqi’s concern and goodwill.

Zhou Sui was assertive only in her work, guiltless in her conduct toward Zhuo Yang; otherwise, she wouldn’t have repeatedly compromised with the conditions proposed by him and his family.

As for the coldness, one can’t have both ways; she had a large enterprise to manage and thus didn’t have much time for companionship, something Zhuo Yang was aware of when pursuing her. At that time, he was understanding and considerate, so how did it become a fatal flaw now?

He drove the car she bought, entertaining other women, and while burying himself in another woman’s body, blamed her for her coldness and busyness. It was utterly ironic.

The dinner went smoothly with their cooperation, and the business collaboration was naturally achieved successfully.

As she said, Zhou Sui did not get drunk. After sending off the partners, both waited for the driving service at the entrance.

Cheng Qiaobei lit a cigarette, and suddenly, a hand outstretched in front, Zhou Sui said, "Give me one."

Cheng Qiaobei turned his face, "Why are girls smoking?"

Zhou Sui smiled, "I secretly smoked my dad’s cigarettes in high school. Today is special, let me have one."

Cheng Qiaobei fished out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket along with a lighter and handed them to her.

Zhou Sui smoked skillfully, and as a wisp of smoke slowly exhaled from her nostrils, she exuded a relieved ease.

"I thought you didn’t care?" Cheng Qiaobei asked.

Zhou Sui gazed at the pitch-black night sky, with a sense of loss, "After all these years, I can’t say I don’t care, but it’s for myself. It’s just not worth it. An outsider like you could see through it, while I wasted my youth and money, deceived time and again."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "If you can get past this hurdle, it’s just a pebble. If you can’t get past it, it’s a cage. But ultimately, whether it’s a pebble or a cage, it will pass. Time is the best remedy."

"Heh..." Zhou Sui laughed.

At this time, her ride arrived, and as she walked away, she waved the hand holding the cigarette in the air with flair and said:

"Thanks for the cigarette."

Cheng Qiaobei curled his lips; he needed strong partners, and Zhou Sui was definitely one of them.

He stared at the incessant traffic on the street until a driver on an electric bike came towards him.

People have emotions and desires, the moon has phases, you are troubled by love, and he struggles to live. Each has their worries, their own crossing.

He was grateful that heaven had not treated him badly, giving him love and a family.

As soon as Cheng Qiaobei entered the house, footsteps came from the bedroom.

"You’re back, did you drink too much?" Chen Ningxi approached, starting to assess him.

Cheng Qiaobei drank more than Zhou Sui, after all, he’s a man, and it’s only proper to shield a woman from a few drinks.

He wrapped his arms around her, swaying slightly; Chen Ningxi was overwhelmed by the alcohol smell, making her dizzy.

"How much did you drink?" she asked.

Cheng Qiaobei buried his head in her neck, taking a deep breath, inhaling the familiar scent, his heart filled with tranquility.

He didn’t answer, instead, he parted her nightgown and gently took her collarbone into his mouth, lovingly touching her soft skin...