YM778.TV Chapter 170 - I Was Never Hers So You Don't Have To Feel Bad
"Oh my! My time is up. I will be severely scolded if I don\'t get to the office on time," Wen Min exclaimed anxiously.
"Sorry, Shiyi, but I have to leave right now. I asked permission for thirty minutes break off work, I will be reprimanded if I don\'t get to the office now. We will find some time to talk again," Wen Min said, standing up, her handbag in her hand.
"If that is the case then let me drop you off," Shiyi said, standing up too.
"Hey don\'t bother, I came with my car so you don\'t have to worry. Bye," Wen Min said, hurrying out of the cafe. As she got to the blind spot on the ground floor, she quickly wiped the tears off her face. Walking towards where her car was parked, she made sure she did not turn around so Shiyi would not see the terrible state she was in.
"Stop crying already. You should be happy that your discussion with him did not turn out sour like you imagined. You should be thrilled that your darling Shiyi is a gentleman, he did not get mad at you or treat you unfairly," Wen Min mumbled while driving with her left hand while using the other hand to clean her tears. With her current state of mind, she did not think it was a good idea for her to go back to the office, but she did not have any choice since she promised Mrs Shen that she just needed a thirty minutes break.
When she arrived at the office, she went directly to her desk without speaking to anyone. She continued with the unfinished work she had left behind like nothing happened.
Meanwhile Yifeng and Yang Zi, who finished their work late, headed downstairs for lunch. On the ground floor, they bumped into someone whom they never thought they would set eyes on that day.
"Hello honey, thank goodness I ran into you," Zhao Liying said elatedly. She smiled sweetly at Yifeng, who wasn\'t even staring at her.
"Where are you heading to?" Zhao Liying asked when Yifeng ignored her. She was displeased that he ignored her, but she did not let it show on her face.
Yang Zi rolled her eyes in disgust when she saw Zhao Liying, who has confronted harshly thrice since she returned acting so nice with Yifeng.
"I am going out for lunch," Yifeng who did not want to spend a second there spoke nonchalantly, grabbing Yang Zi\'s hand to the bewilderment of Yang Zi, who never expected this from him.
"Wow, that is nice. I was also on my way to invite you out for lunch too. I bet luck must be on my side today. That is why I ran into you," Zhao Liying said, smiling as she tried to hold Yifeng\'s hand, but he quickly held Yang Zi with both hands.
"That is so unfortunate, I might have joined you for lunch if you had booked me two days ahead. As you can see, I am busy. I will take my leave now," Yifeng said, trying to walk away with Yang Zi, but Zhao Liying obstructed his way again and this made him very upset. He was already unhappy that they ran into her, but her clingy attitude was pissing him off more.
"I should have booked you? I am your fiancee so why in God\'s name should I have set an appointment two days ahead of me wanting to have lunch with you?" Zhao Liying said trying so hard not to flare up since many people were staring at them. "Did your mistress here set an appointment with you? I bet she did not, right?" Zhao Liying said, giving Yang Zi disgusted glances.
"I beg your pardon," Yang Zi, who has been keeping quiet all this while, said, throwing a murderous glare at the gutsy lady who dared to insult her. "Did you just call me a mistress? I bet I must have misheard you, right?"
"What do you call a lady who sleeps with another woman\'s man if not a mistress? Or do you prefer I call you a sl*t instead?" Zhao Liying asked, smiling sweetly at Yang Zi.
"Watch your mouth. I will not stand here and watch you insult my beloved Zi Er so mind the words you utter because I might make you regret ever uttering those words," Yifeng threatened holding tightly onto Yang Zi who was damn ready to confront the lady in front of them.
"Your.... you\'re.....," shocked Zhao Liying was short on words after hearing Yifeng\'s utterances.
"Did you just refer to this lowly lady as your beloved?" Zhao Liying asked after she had regained her voice.
"Feng, how could you do this to me? For nine years, I have loved you. I gave you my all. I tolerated your reckless lifestyle with women because I was so certain that at last you will still come back to me because it is me you belong to, but what did I get?" Zhao Liying asked with a pained look. "Nothing else but your betrayal and your unfaithfulness," Zhao Liying said emotionally. Even a few numbers of onlookers supporting Yang Zi switched sides after seeing how hurt she is.
"I have told you countless times that I never loved you and I will never in this lifetime love you but you are the one who cling onto me like glue refusing to accept reality so you can\'t blame my heart for choosing somebody else other than you," Yifeng said not giving a damn about the lady\'s pretentious acts.
"Honey, what have I ever done wrong to make you hate me this so? Tell me and I will change whatever you dislike about me. I will do whatever it takes to make sure you love me so please don\'t leave me for this b*tch whose aim is to tear us apart," Zhao Liying said hugging Yifeng whose hand was still around Yang Zi\'s hand.
"Stop making a scene here. You know whatever people think or say is none of my concern. Trying to gain everyone\'s sympathy at the risk of ruining Yang Zi\'s reputation will only make me loathe you more than I already did, so I advise you to behave properly," Yifeng said forcefully unwrapping her hands around his waist.
"I will take my leave now," Yifeng said, walking away with Yang Zi in his hand. The humiliated Yang Zi gritted her teeth in anger, throwing a murderous glare at them.
"If you think you\'ve won, then you are very wrong. I love you very much so I will not lay a finger on you but I will make that b*tch suffer a terrible fate for this embarrassment the both of you gave me," Zhao Liying mumbled, stumping out of the company in a rage.
All the onlookers who were Yang Zi\'s supporters laughed hysterically as they saw the humiliated, pompous lady walk out in shame. Knowing how wicked she is, they didn\'t pity her. So many people think she deserved what she got.
As he drove, Yifeng repeatedly stole secret glances at the unusually quiet Yang Zi. Although her expression did not look furious but from her unusual quietness, he knew that she was angry but did not want to voice out her displeasure.
How dare that bratty lady call me a mistress and a b*tch in Yifeng\'s presence? I bet he must think lowly of me now.
Yang Zi thought, gritting her teeth in anger. She regretted not teaching that arrogant lady a serious lesson when she called her mistress.
"Beauty, you don\'t look happy like you were earlier, is something wrong?" Yifeng asked, touching her hand.
"Are you mad at me because of what she said? You heard when I reprimanded her for insulting you, right? So please don\'t stay mad at me, Ok?" Yifeng coaxed when Yang Zi continued ignoring her.
"Beauty, please don\'t keep quiet on me, huh? You know I can\'t stand your silence. I prefer you shouting at me rather than your silence so please talk to me Ok?" Yifeng said finding a suitable place to park his car in front of their favourite restaurant.
"Do you think I stole you from her too? Am I a terrible person for following my heart? Do you also take me like a mistress like she said?" Yang Zi opened up calmly. After being insulted without being able to fight back, she could not stop herself from thinking that maybe she was the one at fault for dating Yifeng.
"You never stole me from her. In fact, I was never hers so you don\'t have to feel bad. You are the most angelic person I have ever met, so you are not a terrible person. You are amazing and most importantly you are my beloved Zi Er and not my mistress. Instead of a mistress I think she should have called you my wife because that is whom you are going to be after three months," Yifeng said honestly. He felt partly responsible for the way Zhao Liying treated Yang Zi since all this started because of him.