Chapter 84 - Chapter 84: Send Me Home (2/2)

Cheng Lang’s fingers played with his coffee cup. Sensing Nie Heng’s gaze, he slowly raised his head. “If someone wanted to disfigure Liu Xiangru’s face, what would you do?”

Nie Heng replied, “Of course I would kill him! I won’t even let his family off!” He continued. “How can Xing Shu compare to Liu Xiangru? Xiangru is my fiancée, the woman I want to marry. Xing Shu is just a fling you have; to cast aside when you get tired of her.” Nie Heng did not mince his words, even though Xlng Shu was right in front of him. Indeed, there was no need to be gentle. After all, this was something that both of them knew very well. Xing Shu knew that Cheng Lang was just toying with her. He was protecting her now because he had yet to be tired of her.

Xing Shu felt a stab in her heart. She slowly clenched her fists. “Nie Heng, this matter has nothing to do with whether I’m a fling or not. It’s about a man’s dignity.” She did not want to hear Cheng Lang’s answer, so she cleverly shifted the topic to a man’s dignity. Regardless ot how long her relationship with Cheng Lang could last, at least she was Cheng Lang’s woman now.

Cheng Lang looked up and his gaze landed on Xing Shu, as if he was trying to decide something.

Xing Shu’s body stiffened for a moment. She tried her best to maintain her poker face and even joked, “If Young Uncle can’t even protect a fling, won’t he be left a laughingstock?”

Nie Heng did not expect Xing Shu to give such an answer. He frowned and asked, “Xing Shu, what exactly do you want?”

Xing Shu lowered her eyes. “What I want is very simple. Liu Chun and Feng Jian have to apologize to me personally. I also have some questions for them. As for that hooligan at the police station, he has to go to jail.” She was not asking for a lot, and she made no mention of any trade secrets. It did not exist in the first place, so it was not propitious to further any investigation. Moreover, Nie Heng and Cheng Lang were as thick as thieves; she should not burn bridges.

Nie Heng lit a cigarette. “Fine, I’ll get them to come over.” He said something else, but Xing Shu tuned out. After Nie Heng left, she looked up at Cheng Lang. His expression was indifferent, as if he had not been affected by Nie Heng’s words.

Xing Shu laughed self-deprecatingly. Love was too cheap in Cheng Lang’s eyes. It was so cheap that it was not worth the effort to explore. Nie Xi was right—he was cold-hearted. Falling in love with him would only be doomed to perdition.

Xing Shu stood up and grabbed the walking stick. “Young Uncle, why don’t you get Jian Yaochuan to send me back?” She wanted to pull herself out of the abyss while her mind was still clear.

Cheng Lang looked up at her and stood up to pull her into his arms. “I’ll send you.”

He said “send”, not “stay”. Xing Shu ignored the sadness in her heart and forced herself to chin up. “Then I’ll have to trouble Young Uncle.”

The two of them did not speak along the way. When they returned to the apartment, Xing Shu hitched along on her walking stick. Seeing that Cheng Lang did not leave immediately, she could only hobble to the kitchen to boil water. “I only have instant coffee. You wouldn’t be used to it, so have some water instead..”