Female lead’s Delusion of Starting Over

Chapter 82

Chapter 82: A Fine Comedy Skit

Lu Li, with narrowed eyes, quietly savored Zhang Ziqin’s look of despair. The misery of an enemy is always a delight.

The once high and mighty Zhang Ziqin, now pleading before him like this, truly fills him with joy!

Though there was a slight miscalculation, he misjudged the significance of Zhang Corporation to Zhang Ziqin. Perhaps, just as Zhang Ziqin had said, she was once favored, and this time Lu Li abandoned her early, preventing her from being as willful as in her previous life.

Heh!

A scornful sneer curled up on Lu Li’s lips.

So, the most important thing to Zhang Ziqin now is no longer Zhang Corporation, but… me, Lu Li?

Reaching this conclusion, Lu Li couldn’t help but feel a mix of amusement and irony. What is this, when you’ve exhausted all means to pour everything into a woman who couldn’t care less about you, and only when you give up, she starts to cherish it.

Is she treating me as her last resort?

He carefully observed the emotion known as despair on Zhang Ziqin’s face. “Why, or rather, when did I become yours? Just because you’ve only got me left, I have to take you in?”

“The Zhao family’s assets are quite substantial. The company’s bankruptcy won’t starve you.” He mocked, already knowing this woman’s mental changes; if he had known earlier, he would’ve taken action himself regarding this woman’s so-called ‘love’ for him!

Lu Li didn’t care one bit. He could tell Zhang Ziqin was speaking the truth; in that regard, he trusted his eyes.

But so what?

Being true, does it represent anything? Lu Li is not interested.

He is very petty and cannot demean himself. In his past life, he had no choice, but now he chooses for himself.

Repeated public humiliations, and in his past life, openly engaging with Ye Chen in front of Lu Li, that’s her way of loving Lu Li!

He drained the glass of red wine. Having enjoyed enough for today, if this woman’s weakness truly is himself, perhaps there are better ways to torment her?

Since Zhang Corporation isn’t Zhang Ziqin’s most important thing and its downfall didn’t drive her to despair, perhaps it’s time to think of a plan. Lu Li didn’t want this woman to leave as cleanly as Lu Ya did; that would be letting her off too easily.

But honestly, dealing with such a hypocritical and snaky woman, Lu Li would really feel disgusted. It’s a matter of feeling disgusted after pursuing a moment of satisfaction. The good part is pushing Zhang Ziqin into the abyss of despair; the downside is Lu Li himself would feel disgusted.

Better to make a quick decision, appreciate it now, and then, once her popularity fades, appreciate Zhang Ziqin’s despair before sending her off.

Hearing Lu Li’s words, Zhang Ziqin couldn’t hold on any longer; tears fell drop by drop from her reddened eyes. She knew Lu Li no longer loved her, but his words were like needles piercing her heart.

Standing up, she walked over to Lu Li. Zhang Ziqin, the proud and cold ice queen, actually

knelt before him.

“I’m sorry, I know sorry is useless, but I still want to say it, you’re all I have left, only you…”

“Miss Zhang, I have a sentence for you.” Pouring another glass of red wine for himself, Lu Li’s heart remained unaffected, even enjoying Zhang Ziqin’s demeanor.

The past him spared no effort to please this woman, even degrading himself to the point of being trampled underfoot by her time and again. Now, how the tables have turned, this lofty woman is kneeling before him.

“Belated affection is worthless, don’t make such a pitiful appearance in front of me; it’s disgusting.” Lu Li decided not to stay any longer, having had his fill of enjoyment for the day.

“Also, when did I allow you to call me by my name? I should have told you, we are not that close, no, there’s absolutely no relationship between us. But since you entered this private room, you’ve been calling me by my name, are you deliberately trying to close the gap between us or testing my limits?” After walking out the door, Lu Li turned back, mocking Zhang Ziqin.

Without waiting for Zhang Ziqin’s response, he simply walked out.

Zhang Ziqin reached out as if trying to grasp something, but with Lu Li’s decisive words and the door closing behind him, it was like the last straw that broke the camel’s back. As Lu Li laid bare the past, Zhang Ziqin felt her past shamelessness even more acutely.

Besides knowing in her heart that she loved Lu Li, what had she done? In the eyes of outsiders, in Lu Li’s eyes, she was just a green tea woman, stringing him along, treating him like a bootlicker.

The overwhelming guilt and regret burst forth as she knelt, her tears falling non-stop.

She thought the bankruptcy of Zhao Corporation might make Lu Li slightly happy, even if just a little, as a way to repay what she once owed him.

But now, Zhang Ziqin realized she could never repay her debt to Lu Li.

Not in this life, and even less in her past life.

“I’m sorry, Lu Li, really, I’m so sorry, but I won’t give up. I love you, that’s the one thing I won’t give up on. Whatever I owe you, I’ll repay in this lifetime, no matter the years, I’ll persist.” She knew Lu Li now hated seeing her, not seeing him anymore would be the best for Lu Li.

But this one thing, she wouldn’t indulge Lu Li’s wishes.

The phone rang, and Zhang Ziqin, holding back her sobs, answered the call.

“Ziqin, what happened? I heard Lu Corporation took action against Zhang Corporation?” Su Bingqing’s anxious voice came through.

“Bingqing, can you come pick me up?” Zhang Ziqin pleaded.

“Ziqin, you’re crying! Where are you, I’ll come right now.”

***

Returning to the company, Lu Li directly picked up Chen Xiaoyi, and they went home together. Being the president comes with such whims, and following the president, the beautiful girl, with her capabilities, can also afford to be whimsical.

“What’s up, you seem especially happy!” Chen Xiaoyi, seeing Lu Li also relaxed, asked.

“Yeah, I just listened to an idiot ramble on and on, saying a bunch of hilarious stuff. Got to enjoy a free comedy skit, of course, I’m happy.” Lu Li touched his face, was it that obvious?

But he wouldn’t hide it; he indeed was happy, seeing Zhang Ziqin’s despairing and painful little facade was more refreshing than drinking cola in summer.

What do they say, karma’s a bitch, right? The pent-up resentment in his heart dissipated a bit more, and the last of it, well, that’ll be gone once he’s completely dealt with Zhang Ziqin.

“Hey, Xiaoyi, what would you think if someone told you they hurt you, humiliated you, all because they loved you?”

Chen Xiaoyi was momentarily taken aback, her expression turning a bit strange: “I’d think that woman is crazy? Who does that! That’s even more brainless than ‘you only lost your legs, but she lost love’!”

What mindset did Zhang Ziqin have to say such things!

“Ha ha ha ha, exactly, so you see, wasn’t I treated to a fine comedy skit?”