Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 320 She Doesn’t Like Him Anymore

Chapter 320: Chapter 320 She Doesn’t Like Him Anymore

He Xiyue looked at Mu Shaoze with a sense of grievance. "There’s nothing wrong. Really, there’s nothing."

Mu Shaoze turned to Zhou Ziqiao. "What’s going on here?"

Zhou Ziqiao sneered lightly. "If I say it’s slander, would you believe me? No matter what I say, you won’t believe me. So, go ask your ’First Love’."

She walked toward the restroom, guessing Song Nanli probably hadn’t brought any toilet paper, so she wanted someone to bring some over.

Mu Shaoze blocked her path.

Zhou Ziqiao’s grip on her bag strap tightened. "What, you want to avenge your ’First Love’?"

"That’s not what I mean."

"If you don’t mean that, then don’t block my way. Haven’t you heard the saying ’A good dog doesn’t stand in the way’?"

Mu Shaoze took hold of her arm and chuckled lightly. "No more acting?"

Zhou Ziqiao was startled. "What?"

"Weren’t you playing the role of the gentle and adorable one for the past five years? Now that you’ve stopped acting, have you turned back into the fierce ’Pig Demon’?"

Zhou Ziqiao really wanted to sew his mouth shut, and with her chin raised defiantly, she said, "Yeah! I used to like you, so I played the part of being well-behaved. Now that I don’t like you anymore, I’ve reverted to being myself!"

Mu Shaoze’s frown deepened. "What did you say?"

"I said I don’t like you anymore! You annoying ghost, don’t get in my damn way!" Finishing her sentence, Zhou Ziqiao raised the bag in her hand and smashed it against the man’s head. "Get that nasty creature away from me, and stay eight hundred meters away from me with your green tea! You’ve got me reeking of its scent!"

Mu Shaoze was hit so hard he was momentarily stunned, watching the woman run off as he rubbed the side of his head.

"That damned ’Pig Demon’."

Sister Zhou, pushing He Xiyue, came to Mu Shaoze and looked at him with deep concern. "Shaoze, are you alright? How could she treat you like that?"

Only after Zhou Ziqiao’s figure was out of sight did Mu Shaoze shift his gaze, "Let’s take you back."

He headed straight for the door, with Sister Zhou and He Xiyue following closely behind.

On the way to the old district, the car passed by a pharmacy, and Mu Shaoze got out to buy a crutch.

Sister Zhou whispered softly, "Miss He, Mr. Mu is really good and considerate towards you."

He Xiyue nodded, "Shaoze is really good to me."

The car stopped at Building D, Unit 3, in the old district.

Sister Zhou helped He Xiyue out of the car.

Mu Shaoze took out the wheelchair and the crutch from the trunk, handing the crutch to Sister Zhou, "I will help move the wheelchair. You assist her upstairs."

Sister Zhou, taken aback, received it, thinking to herself, isn’t this the moment when the domineering boss is supposed to carry his delicate wife upstairs?

Why was this different from what she expected?

She said, "Miss Zhou’s leg injury seems quite severe. I’m afraid it’s not wise to just help her up."

Mu Shaoze laughed lightly. "Then what do you suggest we do?"

Seeing that the man was not angry, Sister Zhou boldly said, "I think it would be better to carry her upstairs."

Mu Shaoze nodded, "You’re right. Then I’ll leave it to you, Sister Zhou."

He carried the wheelchair towards the building entrance.

Sister Zhou’s mouth twitched, looking at He Xiyue. "Miss He, what about this?"

He Xiyue hadn’t expected Mu Shaoze to be unwilling to carry her upstairs. She felt very uncomfortable, it seemed he was deliberately maintaining a distance from her, not giving her any chance for fantasy.

With this thought, her fingernails curled into her palm, and she hardly noticed the pain.

She took a deep breath and took the crutch from Sister Zhou’s hand.

Sister Zhou supported her. "Miss He, I’ll help you."

He Xiyue’s lips tightened as she hobbled into the building entrance with the aid of Sister Zhou and the crutch.

Mu Shaoze opened the wheelchair and left the keys on the coffee table, looking at He Xiyue who came in, "The keys are on the coffee table. If there’s anything else, tell Sister Zhou. If she can’t handle it, then call me."

As the man was about to leave, He Xiyue bit her lip. "Shaoze, will you come to see me?"

Mu Shaoze gave her a faint glance, "Today at the entrance of the hospital, did Zhou Ziqiao really say anything about you?"

He Xiyue felt wronged, "Do you doubt that I’m lying? If you don’t believe me, ask Sister Zhou."

Sister Zhou was called out by name, and she remembered what He Xiyue had said about divorce, belittling her, and such.

Her eyes darted around before she nodded and said, "Yes, that Miss said He Xiyue’s been divorced and isn’t worth much, speaking really unpleasant things."

Mu Shaoze’s eyes narrowed, "Sister Zhou, do you know who pays your wages? I really dislike people who lie."

The door slammed shut, scaring Sister Zhou, who quickly raised a hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

He Xiyue grasped Sister Zhou’s hand, "Thank you, Sister Zhou. I won’t let you down."

Sister Zhou nodded, "Miss He, rest assured, I’ll do whatever you ask of me."

...

Mu Shaoze sat in the car and brought up the surveillance footage from the entrance of the hospital.

The angle of the surveillance camera didn’t show Zhou Ziqiao’s face, so it was impossible to judge what Zhou Ziqiao had said.

But Zhou Ziqiao said she wouldn’t like him anymore; she wanted to live her own life again.

Tch! She didn’t like him anymore!

Mu Shaoze felt very irritated, he reached into his trouser pocket to pull out a cigarette box, wanting to light one, but found that the box was empty.

He cursed under his breath and started the car to leave the old district.

Unknowingly, the car had stopped in front of Zhuo’er Apartment.

He got out of the car, leaned against the door, and watched as the light turned on on the twelfth floor, thinking that Zhou Ziqiao had come back.

He subconsciously touched the cigarette box, remembering he had smoked the last one.

He turned and walked out of the residential area, heading to the convenience store on the street outside the apartment area, and came out with a new box of cigarettes.

He lit one and placed it between his lips, inhaling deeply twice.

Turning around, he saw Zhou Ziqiao walking towards him carrying two cups of milk tea, rummaging through her bag as she walked.

Sensing someone in front of her, Zhou Ziqiao instinctively stepped aside, only to have the person move in the same direction.

Zhou Ziqiao looked up and saw Mu Shaoze with a cigarette slanted in his mouth, that rascally handsome face.

Truth be told, love at first sight is just lust at first sight.

Zhou Ziqiao was initially attracted to that devilishly handsome face of his.

After stealing Mu Shaoze’s first kiss, she often had shameful dreams every other night, leaving her absent-minded all the time.

Later, when she came to Hua Country to see An Yan, she would always see Mu Shaoze. Although they’d argue all the time, it didn’t hinder her attraction to his face and physique.

After that, she was utterly smitten.

Although Mu Shaoze had a sharp tongue, he wasn’t a bad person, and their mutual animosity slowly disappeared.

She liked him in silence, worried that if it were exposed, they might not even be able to remain friends.

However, this carefulness was punctured three months ago that night.

To prove her innocence, she admitted she liked Mu Shaoze, saying she wouldn’t do that kind of thing to him.

But after saying this, it just played into He Xiyue’s narrative, turning into her being scared of He Xiyue taking Mu Shaoze away, so she drugged him.

She really had no way to defend herself.

But that didn’t matter. What mattered was that Mu Shaoze believed He Xiyue instead of her.

She was truly heartbroken.

Zhou Ziqiao glared at him, intending to walk by him.

Mu Shaoze grabbed her arm, "Let’s talk."

Zhou Ziqiao shook off his hand, "There’s nothing for us to talk about."

Mu Shaoze wanted to ask Zhou Ziqiao what exactly happened at the hospital, but instead, he blurted out, "What did you say about her at the hospital?"