The Mafia King's First Love

Chapter 373 - Moving Forward

Chapter 373 - Moving Forward

The following day, Lihua and Meng Ya stood in front of their campus gate. Meng Ya looked around. "It's only six months, but it feels so long, haha. Let's head towards our bright future!"

Lihua stepped inside and stiffened on her spot. In front of the gate on the campus ground, it was the same place where Wei had once declared their relationship. She recalled how he had banged his head on the ground with his forehead bleeding, much to everyone's shock.

Her expression paled, and she couldn't help but shiver.

No matter where she went, Wei's memories always surrounded her. It was as if he was everywhere. She was trying for a new beginning, but whatever she saw and whatever she heard and wherever she went, she always found Wei waiting for her.

Not only his apology but a very important memory was associated with this place.

Their first meeting that had set everything in motion.

She lifted her gaze towards the floor where the corridor was where they bumped into each other. Where Wei had helped her collect her thesis papers, and where Wei met her in the classroom once again to select her for the job at Jiang Industries.

Everything came crashing into her mind like a tsunami. All those memories that she wanted to leave behind her were coming back again and again.

Lihua clutched the bag in her hands and bit her lip hard.

Meng Ya instantly noticed the wetness in her eyes and felt anxious. "Hey, what are you getting so sad for?"

She knew this place reminded her of Wei, but she couldn't do anything to stop it. Helpless, she could only divert her mind.

"I know you're feeling emotional. After all, us besties have spent the golden time of our friendship here! A friendship so strong that would forever be forged as the greatest friendship in the history of mankind!" She stood tall in pride.

It worked as Lihua couldn't help but softly laugh. A tear threatened to slip past her eye, but she quickly wiped it.

Lihua pinched her cheek. "So cheeky."

"Hehe…" she grinned. Her phone buzzed, and she saw Fu Renshu's incoming call. Her expression darkened.

Meng Ya still hadn't forgotten how he enjoyed her misery at his sister Tian Meirong's hands. He left her feeling so embarrassed that she had no face left to show Tian Meirong.

Why is this hooligan calling me!?

She cruelly hung up, but it rang again a few seconds later.

Meng Ya grimaced.

Lihua said, "It's okay. Pick it up."

She smiled. "I will be done in just a second."

She headed to a corner and finally picked the incessantly ringing phone. "You hooligan! Do you have any shame left that you are calling me like this!?"

Fu Renshu guiltily coughed. "Are you still mad at me?"

Meng Ya sneered. "Of course not. How can I be mad at you? What did you do anyway? You just kept quiet and let me make a fool out of myself in front of your sister. I only cursed her and acted like an idiot, thinking of her as my rival. This is so trivial. How can I stay mad at you for having fun at my expense?"

"..."

The sarcasm in her words was unmistakable.

"Trust me. If you think that she would disapprove of us, then you are wrong. Sis really likes you," he tried to coax her.

"Us? Us!?" Meng Ya was flabbergasted.

"Did I say something wrong?" Fu Renshu was puzzled.

"You-you...you didn't even confess to me, you bastard!"

"..."

"But we have already slept together."

Her face turned crimson, and imaginary steam escaped her ears, remembering that night.

"We have lived together in one house-"

"That was you treating me like a prisoner!"

He coughed. "I-I am really sorry for that. But my hands were tied too. What I mean is, we have shared a roof and a night together. At this point, the order of our relationship had messed up long ago."

Meng Ya couldn't help but agree more. "That doesn't mean I don't need a confession! I don't even know if you like me!"

"You dumb woman! Do you think I would have slept with you if I didn't like you? I am not a playboy who fucks around with women."

Meng Ya froze. Her heart fluttered in joy, but it was instantly smashed into pieces, and her gaze dimmed.

"Indeed. But that doesn't mean that I will forgive you for how you hurt my Lihua."

A sudden silence descended.

"At first, I thought that you and your Boss only wiped her memory. But…" her eyes teared up, "But to think that you were also involved in Sis Jia's death. How can I let go of that? You helped Jiang Wei with the crime. You aided him. Even though you didn't shoot the bullet, you are just as guilty for her death. You are also responsible for Lihua's state today."

Fu Renshu felt his chest ache, hearing her sobs. He still remembered how disappointed Lihua looked when he had faced her.

"...I told you, Meng Ya. The Underworld is a cruel place. There is no place for anybody who threatens the Mafia King," he clenched his fist.

"You…"

"But even so, Boss is incredibly guilty. I-I also..."

She faintly smiled. "His guilt is not going to bring her back."

Silence.

The bell chimed, and she snapped out of her stupor.

Fu Renshu asked, "Where are you?"

She pursed her lips. "At my college. Lihua and I are here to join back for graduation so that we can get a job."

He stiffened.

"So you see, Lihua is slowly moving forward. That's why please tell your Boss too to let go of her and move forward on his own path."

Fu Renshu stared ahead at the empty space.

You don't understand Meng Ya. Boss's path can only be the one where Madam is.. Even if she hates him or even if they are separated, Boss's path would always be the one where Song Lihua is walking.