My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 498: That person won’t come back again.

Chapter 498: That person won’t come back again.

Lin Tang turned her head, smiled, and said, "That’s just as well, I don’t like you much either."

Playing hard to get, huh.

She didn’t go out of her way to flaunt her sense of superiority in front of others.

With that, she pressed down on her sun hat, turned around, and left with an air of nonchalance.

Zheng Siyu watched Lin Tang’s radiant retreating figure, a trace of confusion flickering in her eyes.

Had she done something wrong?

Lin Tang didn’t pay much attention to the minor episode she encountered on the way; she arrived at the Broadcasting Station.

As she stepped through the office door, the laughter inside oddly came to an abrupt halt.

The atmosphere turned slightly stagnant.

After a moment of silence, it was Wang Wen who broke the quiet.

"Section Chief Lin is here. Didn’t you go to see Comrade Zhou yesterday? Did you meet her?"

He knew that the situation was unfair to both Ding Yi and Zhou Peiyu.

But he was just an ordinary office drone, unable to change any circumstances, only capable of going with the flow, turning a blind eye and a deaf ear.

As soon as Wang Wen spoke, the rest of the people in the office turned their gaze towards her.

Lin Tang shook her head, "No."

Just as her words fell, a person suddenly appeared at the office door without warning.

It was Zhou Peiyu.

She had actually come.

"Asking me? Here I am, right in front of you. Whatever you want to ask, go ahead."

"I’m not like those who live in the gutters. I conduct myself honestly and openly, not withholding any knowledge," Zhou Peiyu said sarcastically.

As she spoke, the atmosphere in the office became even more tense, as though crows had cawed in flight above.

In the middle of summer, the cicadas chirped loudly.

Though it was a hot summer that made people irritable, this place... once full of laughter and chatter, now seemed to be shrouded in frost.

Lin Tang looked at Zhou Peiyu and, upon seeing her current state, her pupils suddenly constricted, her expression unable to hide her shock.

"Comrade Zhou, how can you be..."

So thin?! Her face was yellow and gaunt, cheekbones protruding, with an aura of lifelessness.

She was a stark contrast to her formerly bright and proud demeanor.

Zhou Peiyu knew that Ding Yi’s affair had nothing to do with Lin Tang, and her attitude towards her was still relatively cordial, except that she still did not smile.

"I’m fine."

Even if there were issues, no one cared anymore.

The person who would buy her sweets when she was upset, who would take her out to clear her mind, who would accompany her to watch movies, he would never come back!

Ding Yi...

Looking at the office, so different from before, Zhou Peiyu suddenly let out a scornful laugh.

"Why isn’t anyone speaking?"

She glanced coldly at Min Feiying and sneered, "Do you enjoy doing Ding Yi’s job? Do you feel remorse when you remember your affectionate meeting that day, for which someone paid with their life?"

Surely none of you do.

Zhou Peiyu truly thought Ding Yi was undeserving of this.

Some people are truly ungrateful and not worth helping.

Yang Du still had a conscience.

Seeing Zhou Peiyu with a terribly stiff expression, he didn’t dare utter a word.

Ding Yi’s sacrifice, he couldn’t say it had nothing to do with him.

"Comrade Zhou, I’m sorry." Yang Du bent down, apologizing earnestly.

Zhou Peiyu did not accept it and didn’t even glance at him.

Min Feiying was someone without much of a moral compass or kindness, she thought little of it.

Taking Yang Du’s hand, she looked at Zhou Peiyu and said, "Ding Yi went to help Yang Du. You all know that."

His death was somewhat related to Yang Du, but if you attribute all the blame to him, I don’t agree."

What’s more important in the factory, the property or one’s own life?!

It can only be said that Ding Yi made his own choice between himself and protecting the factory’s property. He did it willingly, without holding others responsible.

As for me, I had nothing to do with it.

Of course, she couldn’t say such things outright, as it might seem heartless.

Zhou Peiyu’s face turned even bluer with anger, feeling all the more unjust for her late husband.

Lin Tang slightly furrowed her eyebrows.

This was something she couldn’t comment on.

She helped Zhou Peiyu to sit down and said, "Comrade Zhou, please sit down for a while. I’ll go get you a glass of water."

Having said that, she took her enamel jar and went outside to get water.

Worried about Zhou Peiyu’s health, she secretly added a few drops of spiritual spring water.

She hoped she would be well.

Returning to the office, she handed the water to Zhou Peiyu.

Zhou Peiyu appeared startled, tearful glimmers flickering in her eyes.

"When I came in the mornings, Ding Yi used to greet me with water, just like you did."

As she spoke, her tears seemed to spin, a pitiful sight to behold.

Min Feiying smirked, finding it rather amusing.

So affectionate and devoted now, but a few years later, who will remember Ding Yi?

Such pretense.

Yang Du, remembering Ding Yi, felt a warmth in his eyes, his heart heavy with discomfort.

In the past, when people came to work, how happy everyone was, unlike now when even breathing felt heavy.

Lin Tang patted Zhou Peiyu on the shoulder and comforted her softly, "I know you are grieving, but this way, Comrade Ding Yi won’t be able to rest easy either."

Zhou Peiyu didn’t say anything but took a sip of water.

It may have been an illusion, but she felt much more comfortable all over.

Thinking that Lin Tang had added sugar, she tugged at the corner of her mouth and said, "Thank you."

After she spoke, she stood up and walked to Ding Yi’s desk, collecting his drinking jar, notebooks, and other items.

Only those who have gone through it understand the myriad of feelings in her heart.

Once she had finished, Zhou Peiyu left without interacting with anyone from the Broadcasting Station and walked up to Lin Tang.

Before she could speak, Lin Tang asked first, "Comrade Zhou, what are your plans for the future?"

Zhou Peiyu unconsciously touched her barely showing belly and said, "I can’t stay here; I’ve traded away this job.

If you’ll want to find me in the future, go to the transportation team. I’ll be doing clerical work there."

To say it was traded was to put it politely.

The job at the Broadcasting Station was highly sought after outside; it wasn’t difficult to sell.

As for who would come in to replace her, it was not for her to worry about.

Lin Tang saw that Zhou Peiyu had plans in mind and felt a little relieved.

"That’s good too."

Better than staying here and being miserable.

Zhou Peiyu felt Lin Tang’s genuine concern, her frown slightly loosening.

Lowering her voice, she whispered a reminder, "You should start thinking of a new path too. The Technology Department isn’t bad."

Lin Tang’s eyes flickered and she replied, "Yeah, I know."

Zhou Peiyu’s lips curled into a slight smile, her complexion seemingly improved.

"You’ve always been a clever one. Farewell then."

After saying that, she left the Broadcasting Station with her back held straight, without looking back.

For the sake of her child, she too had to brace herself.

Lin Tang watched Zhou Peiyu walk away, feeling a dull ache in her chest.

Du Xiaojuan, who had been silent all this time, only spoke after Zhou Peiyu left.

"Lin, have a seat. It’s time to get to work. There are some forms here; you take care of them."

Lin Tang’s eyes scanned the thick stack of forms, which seemed to have accumulated for a month.

What was more important was that the office had a clear division of labor, and she was responsible for the blackboard newspaper and propaganda document drafting.

The task of filling out forms was Comrade Ding Yi’s job.

Cascading down, did it become... the new colleague, Min Feiying’s job?

Lin Tang smiled, didn’t take the forms, and instead handed in her letter requesting a transfer and an invitation from the Technology Department.

"I’m sorry, Director Du, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to do this. Please look at this first."

Seeing those few sheets of paper, Du Xiaojuan’s eyes suddenly sharpened.