"Lu Ziyin, how did it come about that you are with her?"
Du Qingran trembled, pointing at Meng Bingyun, whom he held in his arms.
Meng Bingyun was her best friend from high school, the two of them shared everything. She used to say she went overseas for travel, and they happened to meet here?
What a coincidence!
The ludicrous part is that Meng Bingyun's belly shows a slight bump now, probably meaning she's pregnant!
She is smiling, nestling in Lu Ziyin's arms. It is self-evident who fathered her child.
"Qingran?" Lu Ziyin stiffened, his arm around Meng Bingyun instantly letting go.
He turned around slowly. His expression changed from panic to deep embarrassment upon seeing Du Qingran. The scene was utterly fascinating.
Who knows what this scumbag said to Meng Bingyun, but she touched her belly, stayed silent, and quickly walked away, leaving Lu Ziyin alone to approach Du Qingran.
"Ranran." A gentle smile lifted his face, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have arranged to pick you up."
Pick her up in advance?
Sounds pleasant, but probably he just wanted to let Meng Bingyun leave early, right?
Du Qingran's blood boiled as she thought about it. She had endured a ten-plus hour high-speed train ride just to see her boyfriend of ten years, Lu Ziyin, but what welcomed her was this scene?
She felt as if a weight was constantly pressing on her. How could she possibly calm down?
"How long were you planning on keeping this from me if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes?"
Du Qingran stared into his eyes, questioning, "A month? A year, or were you planning to wait until your child is born, bring him directly to me, and ask me to be the godmother, to raise your child for you?"
While speaking, she was so angry that her body couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably.
Lu Ziyin looked guiltily at her but didn't speak.
They had loved each other for ten years.
Once, Du Qingran was the light in his life. His family was poor, and he was inevitably disdained by his classmates in school. Yet, Du Qingran never minded and always defended him.
Even after she graduated, she gave all the money she earned to him, supporting him to chase his dreams. When he left home, she helped him take care of his parents.
Lu Ziyin knew in his heart that he owed Du Qingran too much.
"It's too hot outside. Come inside with me." Lu Ziyin took her hand and started walking
toward the school gate.
Due to Du Qingran getting agitated just now and speaking loudly, numerous people were starting to notice them. He was always a man who cared about his reputation, and he wondered how he could hold his face high if news of his affair started spreading around the school.
"Don't touch me!" Du Qingran immediately flung off his hand.
The thought of this hand having recently held Meng Bingyun intimately made her feel disgusted and nauseous.
Lu Ziyin froze. He hadn't anticipated the previously gentle and considerate Du Qingran to completely change.
Du Qingran gritted her teeth and asked, "I just want the truth today. How long have you and Meng Bingyun been together?"
"Not long," Lu Ziyin evasively avoided telling the truth.
"What do you mean by 'not long'?" Du Qingran was irked by his action, not daring to admit his wrongdoing.
From the moment he cheated, she should have known this day would come!
She raised her voice and said, "Lu ZiYin, you better act like a man and admit it. Don't force me to curse you."
"It's been a year." Lu ZiYin said with a bowed head.
A year?
Du QingRan had been sending him living expenses and tuition during this year!
"So you're with Meng BingYun now, but you still have the nerve to ask me for money?"
"Du QingRan, don't say things that way."
Lu ZiYin said unhappily, "Didn't you willingly send me that money? Besides, BingYun is unexpectedly pregnant and needs money. As her good friend, why can't you lend us some money in this critical moment?"
"You know that I’m busy with my studies, working on experiments and writing papers. Where do I have the free time to earn money?"
Du QingRan looked at the man in front of her, suddenly feeling like he was a stranger. Was this really the Lu ZiYin she had deeply loved for ten years?
So this was his true nature?
She regretted being blind enough to fall for this kind of scum!
"Lu ZiYin, I'm not a charity organization. Over the years, I've transferred a total of 200,000 to you, all with transfer records, remember to pay me back in full." Du QingRan said without mercy.
She would give everything for love, but her love and kindness would only be given to those who deserved it!
Upon hearing the amount, Lu ZiYin was taken aback, "Du QingRan, are you trying to drive me to my death? Where am I supposed to find that much money?"
"You're such a joke. When it comes to collecting money, you never say no. But when it comes to paying back, you act as if it's the end of the world?" Du Qingran asked, mocking him coldly.
Lu Ziyin immediately cowed down, "Qingran, it's not just my fault that we've come to this point of breaking up! I've told you before that I feel lonely here by myself, and I want a girl around me to take care of me."
"You're always finding reasons to avoid living together with me. All these years, I've had to be super careful even to hold your hand for fear of rejection by you!"
"So, I lost control, and crossed the line with Meng Bingyun. Love isn't about right or wrong. Since we're not destined to be together, I hope you will grace us by stepping aside!"
Du Qingran found this ludicrous. Was it her, who was standing between them with a knife at their throats, forcing them together?
Cheating and still coming up with so many excuses?
"Lu Ziyin, why can't you hold yourself back when I can? Do you think you're somehow superior?"
Exhausted by this weary dispute, she left him with an ultimatum, "I'll leave you two be, but you have to pay me back. Or else, don't blame me when I call the police and stain your record!"
With that said, Du Qingran, luggage in hand, walked away without looking back.
Throughout this, Meng Bingyun was acting like an ostrich, completely avoiding the situation, offering no explanation.
Tired as if the air was let out of her, Du Qingran reserved a ticket for the night journey and walked around aimlessly.
Her hopes for a bright future seemed like a joke now.
For the first time, she entered a bar, contemplating whether alcohol could numb her senses.
Halfway into her drink, her phone rang suddenly. She checked, and it was her mother.
Looking for a quiet place, she picked up the call.
Her mom asked on the other end, "Qingran, are you and Ziyin still doing well together? How's the preparation for your marriage going?"