He spoke with sincerity and pitifulness, and was about to go through with it.
Zhan Jingchun looked at his dark circles and his gaunt, pale face, her teeth itching with anger.
This man, who always made people feel sorry for him yet hate him, when would she finally forget him?
She was weak. Although Peng Fei had hurt her time and again, when it came to taking revenge, she couldn't bring herself to do it…
Not knowing how to continue the conversation, she changed the subject, picking fault with him from elsewhere.
“I remember you were wearing the same outfit the last time I saw you, right? Why is it still the same? Haven't you showered or changed your clothes in two days? And your hair, why is it so greasy? Don't tell me you haven't even washed your hair!”
Even without washing, it didn't affect his good looks.
She just really didn't know what else to say to him.
Peng Fei's attention had been on Zhan Jingchun's mood. Hearing her words, he flushed with embarrassment.
Not only had he not washed his face or hair, or changed his clothes in the past two days, he hadn't even brushed his teeth. He had only rinsed his mouth with water every day.
Would his smell bother her since he was so close?
Startled, he quickly took a step back: “I…”
Zhan Jingchun continued to “mock” him: “Don’t tell me you haven’t even found a place to stay to block me these past two days? You’ve just been eating and sleeping on the streets? Aren’t you a big idol in the entertainment industry? You should have money to stay in hotels, right? Don’t tell me you’re completely broke!”
Peng Fei was completely speechless, cornered by her.
Fortunately, during these two days, when going to the restroom and drinking water, he knew there was a public restroom in a certain block.
“I’ll go wash. When there’s no one around at night, I’ll wash in the public restroom.”
Wash in a public restroom?
Did he really have no money left?
Seeing that she was about to say more, Peng Fei didn’t want to continue this topic.
“I’m planning to go back to my hometown, but I want to make things clear with you before I leave, otherwise, I won’t feel at ease. Chun Chun, if you hate me, hit me, scold me, do whatever you want. Please, don’t degrade yourself anymore.”
The hint of sympathy that Zhan Jingchun had just felt for him vanished with these words.
He was going back to his hometown?
After finally crawling out of that hellhole, why would he go back?
This useless guy, who knew to hide with his mother at the first sign of trouble, what a useless mama's boy!
“Stop being so fake. Who is doing this because of you? I already smoked! Not only do I smoke, but I drink too. Do you need to manage me? Look at yourself, manage your own affairs!”
After saying that, she angrily turned and ran away again.
Running back to the villa, she touched her pocket and only then remembered she had gone out for nothing.
Peng Fei had thrown away her cigarettes.
Her craving for nicotine returned, and it was unbearable.
But she didn't know if he had left yet. If she went back now, and he blocked her again…
Annoying!
More annoying than checking his news online every day!
Zhan Jingchun returned home in a restless mood.
The nanny had prepared lunch and was looking for her. Seeing her return, she quickly called her to eat.
How could she eat?
Zhan Jingchun listlessly said, “I’m not eating. I don’t feel well. I’m going to sleep. Don’t call me.”
The nanny looked puzzled. What was wrong with this girl? She was in a good mood when she woke up this morning, but after just a few minutes apart, she came back with a sour face?
Over the past year, Zhan Jingchun's temper had become terrible.
Although outsiders couldn't tell, the nanny, who followed her daily, felt it clearly.
The nanny knew the reason, after all, she was the one who exposed it back then. Feeling a little guilty, she didn't even dare to advise her, only trying to appease her every day.
“Then you sleep. When you wake up feeling better, I’ll reheat the food for you.”
Zhan Jingchun lay down on the bed, too annoyed to sleep.
Ever since Peng Fei suddenly appeared on screen a few months ago and was adored by many fans, her heart had been unsettled again.
She tried hard to tell herself not to care about him, that he wasn't worth it, and not to look at his news.
But big data seemed to be able to peek into her heart, always inexplicably pushing news related to him to her.
One glance led to a second, and the more she looked, the more big data pushed.
In the past six months, she had kept track of Peng Fei’s every move.
Seeing him get better and better, appearing flawless in the eyes of outsiders, and the promises he had made about how he would treat her once he was rich not being fulfilled, Zhan Jingchun had given up on him.
But what could she do?
She couldn’t bring herself to confront him to settle the score, so she could only torture herself.
When she couldn't sleep, she secretly learned to smoke.
From one or two cigarettes a day initially, to three, and now she didn’t even know how many, she couldn’t stop.
Her nicotine cravings came more and more frequently. Not being able to smoke when she wanted to was almost unbearable.
She was also afraid the nanny would know and report it to her parents, so she had to pretend to go for a walk every time to buy them secretly, which was so tiring.
All of this was Peng Fei's fault!
Did he think a few lukewarm apologies would be enough? No way!
The more she thought about it, the more she hated him. That scoundrel, now that he was broke, he remembered to look for her, and now he was here to ruin her mood again?
He better not have left!
Didn’t he say she could slap him, hit him, scold him however she wanted?
She would go now!
Her anger reached a boiling point, she couldn't hold it back.
Slipping on her shoes, she stomped downstairs.
The nanny had just finished tidying up in the kitchen. Seeing her rush out like a gust of wind, she was startled and hurried after her.
“Chun Chun. Where are you going? Why do you look so upset? What’s wrong?”
Zhan Jingchun didn’t speak, her neck stiff, and quickly reached the door.
Peng Fei, that ignorant fool, hadn't left yet. He was on the opposite side of the street.
She didn't even look at the oncoming traffic, staring at him, and rushed straight towards him.
A car was coming from a distance, honking its horn, startling Peng Fei, who quickly ran to pull her.
“Why are you out again? What happened? Why do you look so upset? Are you looking for me?”
Zhan Jingchun gritted her teeth, grabbed his collar, and shrieked.
“Yes! I specifically came to settle accounts with you!”
“I hate you to death. Not only do I want to hit and scold you, but I also want to strangle you!”
“Peng, why are you so annoying? What do you want my life to be like before you’re satisfied? You’re not human, when will you die?”
So she came to settle accounts with him. Finally, this moment had arrived. Peng Fei felt a sense of calm and happiness.
Fine, as long as she could vent her anger, as long as she felt a little better, hit me, do as you please.
As soon as Zhan Jingchun finished speaking, she gathered her strength and clenched her fist, punching him.
The nanny followed and only then realized she had come to find Peng Fei.
No wonder she was in such a bad mood just now. This kid. Why was he bothering her again?
Good heavens, this was on the main street. Their statuses were both significant now. What if someone saw them?
The nanny quickly went to stop her: “Oh, Xiao Peng, aren’t you a big star now? Why are you back here again? It’s not good if someone sees you!”
“Chun Chun, stop hitting him quickly. If someone sees this and posts it online, your parents will be angry. Let’s talk about it when we get back. Hurry, hurry, stop hitting!”
Peng Fei had become even thinner, his body as hard as stone. Punching him hurt Zhan Jingchun’s hand. Hitting him was a losing proposition.
Even so, Zhan Jingchun didn’t want to stop.