Chapter 37: Wife, I Miss You, What Should I Do?

How had only one vacation passed, yet Ying Jing looked at Lu Zishu as if he were her father’s murderer?

And he practically was her father’s murderer.

It would have been a mercy to have him hacked into a thousand pieces.

“Do you really not like him anymore?”

“I really don’t like him anymore. I have someone I like—” Before she could finish, a sharp voice interrupted her.

“Some people are really good at putting on an act! Saying they don’t like him or care about him on the surface, but in reality, they’d even resort to slitting their wrists just to get Lu Zishu’s attention.”

As soon as these words were spoken, a large portion of the people present were shocked.

Everyone turned their gazes toward Ying Jing.

Even Zhao Qingran and the others, who were rehearsing nearby, were drawn by the commotion.

Lu Zishu, who had left and then returned, heard it too.

The person speaking was Jiang Li, a student in the same year as Ying Jing but in a different major, and also the vice president of the student council.

She was also Ying Jing’s arch-nemesis, though Ying Jing had never once taken her seriously.

Jiang Li liked Lu Zishu, but she couldn’t compare to Ying Jing in any aspect. Originally, it was fine when Ying Jing couldn’t win Lu Zishu over, but then she happened to witness Lu Zishu personally ordering someone to buy milk tea for Ying Jing and delivering it to her himself.

Such a change was something she couldn’t accept.

Why should Ying Jing, who she couldn’t have, now have a chance to get him?

Long-term repression finally found its release.

And so, the current scene unfolded.

She held the best evidence to crush Ying Jing in her hands.

That night, Jiang Li had gone to the hospital for an IV drip due to a cold and happened to see Ying Jing being rushed into the hospital. She was too shocked at the time to take a photo.

But she had seen with her own eyes the blood dripping from Ying Jing’s wrists, leaving a trail all the way.

Immediately after, the Ying family had sealed off all information.

Ying Jing didn’t know that Jiang Li had seen her being taken to the hospital by the Ying family back then.

Not to mention whether the other party had photos, the scars on her wrists were real and existed.

Seeing Ying Jing remain silent, Jiang Li pressed on.

“Do you dare to take off the hair tie on your wrist and show everyone?”

Qingqing stepped forward to protect Ying Jing.

“Jiang Li, are you sick? Can’t you stand seeing others do well? I’m so close to Ying Jing and I don’t even know about her business, yet you, a drama queen, seem to know everything. Do you live by the ocean? You’re so nosy. Could it be that because you can’t win Lu Zishu over, you don’t want anyone else to either?”

Ying Jing looked at Qingqing with gratitude.

To have such a friend, she had no regrets in life!

Jiang Li was infuriated.

“Of course you’d take her side! If you’ve got the guts, take it off and show everyone!”

Jiang Li had always had a fiery temper, and compared to Ying Jing’s low-key and kind nature, there were more people who couldn’t stand Jiang Li.

One after another, they stood up to speak for Ying Jing.

It instantly proved who had the better public favor.

However, eighty percent were still waiting to watch the show.

The most controversial celebrities of Hucheng University were gathered in one place, with scandals and gossip flying everywhere. As the front-row spectators, wouldn’t they be relaying the news in real-time?

Ying Jing slowly raised her hand. Just as everyone thought she was going to compromise and prove it, she looked at Jiang Li with a contemptuous smile.

Lu Zishu couldn’t bear to watch anymore and wanted to go over to help.

Ying Jing spoke before he could.

“Why should I?”

“What?” Jiang Li looked at her, confused.

“Why should I show everyone just because you want me to? Have I done something heinous? I don’t think so! Even if what you said were true, that’s my private business. Why are you jumping around here like an ugly monkey, so impatient? If that’s the case, can I also say I want to see what Miss Jiang looks like without clothes? Can you take them off and show everyone?”

The crowd burst into laughter.

Jiang Li was moved to tears by her words, so angry she became incoherent.

“You’re just making excuses! You’re just afraid to show everyone!”

“I return the same words to you, classmate Jiang. You’re just making excuses; you’re just afraid to show everyone.”

“Ying Jing… you…”

“What’s wrong? I’m just speaking the truth. Scared? Don’t be a coward! Classmate Jiang, you dare to talk but don’t dare to act. As long as you strip, I’ll immediately prove it to everyone.”

“Is there any comparison? I’m asking to see your wrist.”

“My wrist is also a part of my body, no problem there, right? Why is it that only classmate Jiang is allowed to talk about me, but I can’t talk about you? You’re too double-standard! Or is classmate Jiang deliberately targeting me?”

Ying Jing kept saying “classmate Jiang” over and over.

Although everyone was curious about whether Ying Jing had really slit her wrists for Lu Zishu, they were annoyed by Jiang Li’s repeated aggression.

“Jiang Li, you’re being too overbearing!”

“Exactly, you have the ability to stir up trouble, but no ability to resolve it.”

“The student council really lets anyone in.”

“People used to say the student council was full of bullies, I didn’t believe it, but today I’ve really seen it. Good thing I didn’t join.”

The matter had escalated to the point where even the student council was being dragged through the mud; it wouldn’t do for no one to step in and resolve it.

Jiang Li thought she held a sharp blade to manipulate Ying Jing, not realizing that the knife was turning back to stab her instead.

Ying Jing instantly became the queen, stepping on her.

Jiang Li, losing all reason, reached out to pull off Ying Jing’s hair tie.

She was stopped by a hand that suddenly intervened.

“Have you made enough of a scene?”

Jiang Li looked at Lu Zishu with teary eyes.

“Lu Zishu, you’re helping her and not me.”

“I’m not helping anyone. No need to look; there are no scars on her wrists.”

“And you say you’re not helping her!”

“I’m just stating the facts.”

…

Jiang Li was eventually dragged away by her friends. It was simply too embarrassing; no one present had helped her, and she had been humiliated. This young lady would likely be wallowing in self-isolation when she got back.

The onlookers dispersed.

Ying Jing sat down calmly.

In reality, she was panicking like crazy.

Damn it, she almost didn’t know what to do! She was truly a genius, staying calm in a crisis to turn the situation around and suppress her enemy.

She couldn’t help it; she was just too perfect.

Such a perfect version of her could only be a match for the equally perfect Wen Fucheng.

A day had passed, and she wondered if Wen Fucheng had missed her.

If he hadn’t, it didn’t matter; she had, and she still had to work hard to make her presence felt.

【Ying Jing: Let me tell you, I just did something super awesome.】

Attached was a meme of a stick figure with hands on its hips, head held high, and the words “Super Awesome” floating above its head.

She held her phone, waiting for her future husband’s reply, never expecting to receive a call from him instead.

Ying Jing smiled immediately, grabbed her phone, and walked to a deserted corridor.

She answered and immediately replied sweetly.

“Did you miss me? Did you miss me so much you didn’t even want to type?”

Wen Fucheng had just arrived at the branch office. Hearing her voice, his heart felt heavy and sweet.

Just as he was about to speak.

Another voice he didn’t want to hear came from the other end of the line.

“Ying Jing.”

Ying Jing didn’t know Lu Zishu would follow her. She turned back to see him standing not far away.

She frowned.

Just as she intended to go somewhere else, he chased after her.

“Is what Jiang Li said true? Did you really… slit your wrists for me?”

*You dog,* Ying Jing thought, wanting to beat Lu Zishu to death. What if Wen Fucheng heard that?

In her panic, she wanted to hang up and call back later to explain, but the more nervous she got, the less she could find the familiar hang-up button. Unexpectedly, she pressed the speakerphone instead.

In an instant, a low, husky voice came from the receiver.

It rose between the two people confronting each other.

“Wife, I missed you.”