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After Success, He Humiliates Me with His Fiancée
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I am the wealthy female lead in "Reunion After a Broken Mirror."
After breaking up with the male lead, my family quickly fell apart.
I fell from grace and endured hardships, and during my time selling drinks at a nightclub, I ran into him again.
The male lead had become successful, and he brought his contract fiancée to make things difficult for me, humiliating me and insulting my character, all while claiming he loved me.
He told me, "Unless you experience it for yourself, you will never understand the inferiority and humiliation I felt back then."
Feeling guilty, I apologized to him, and he took me back as if he were doing me a favor, leading to a happy ending that satisfied everyone.
After awakening, I swiftly broke up with him.
He stood under the Dormitory Building, red-eyed, asking me why.
I told him, "You are bad luck; you will drain my family's fortune."
As a flood of memories from the original story surged into my mind, I was standing at the entrance of a Michelin Three-Star Restaurant with Fu Yan.
The waiter looked at his oil-stained and dusty old coat with a troubled expression.
"Sir, those who are not properly dressed are not allowed to dine in this restaurant."
Fu Yan looked at me with a cold expression.
"How many times do I have to play this game with a spoiled rich girl before I get tired of it?"
"Watching me make a fool of myself, will that elevate your noble status?"
I rubbed my aching temples and asked, "Do you really think I did it on purpose?"
"Otherwise? You know I have a part-time job today, yet you chose to meet at this kind of restaurant. Isn't that exactly what you wanted? Meng Xi, you really make me feel sick."
At this point, the malice in his eyes was unmasked, almost bursting forth.
If it were the past, I would have hurriedly apologized, admitting my mistake and acknowledging my lack of consideration for his pride as a man.
Then I would have scolded the waiter harshly and driven Fu Yan away to eat at a roadside stall he could afford.
I would have set aside my pride as a rich girl and done everything to make him smile at me.
But unfortunately, times have changed.
I held my small bag and replied calmly:
"Your part-time job ends at four o'clock. I told you to meet at six. The place where you work is less than two kilometers from the school; you could crawl back to change your clothes if needed."
"You came dressed like this on purpose to embarrass someone, didn't you?"
"Or are you feeling uncomfortable being my boyfriend, so you want to make me even more uncomfortable?"
Fu Yan looked at me in shock.
His expression was one of embarrassment after having his thoughts exposed.
I didn't wait for him to respond and continued, "I, Meng Xi, hate being forced by others and I never lack for people to dine with me. Since you have no intention of dating, just go back to school now."
With that, I walked slowly into the restaurant in my high heels and called my sister Lin Liuliu.
She rushed over and as soon as we met, she smiled and said, "You finally remembered me! Everyone says you've recently fallen for a man who doesn't know what's good for him, spending money and putting on a smile while he doesn't even give you a decent look."
I pressed my fingers to my forehead, still processing the information that had flooded my mind.
Hearing her say that, I sighed lightly, "It's more than that."
If we follow the plot of the original story.
Next, I would be asking my dad to help him without expecting anything in return, paving the way for his entrepreneurial journey.
By the time Fu Yan's studio started to show some promise, my company would run into trouble and go bankrupt.
To avoid dragging him down, I suggested breaking up and even fabricated a reason about finding someone new.
He harbored hatred towards me and grew stronger, while I fell into a more miserable state.
Both of my parents passed away, and the housekeeper was beaten to death while trying to protect me from debt collectors.
In the end, I found myself reduced to selling drinks in a nightclub, and when I was harassed by customers, Fu Yan descended from above, already successful.
He first rescued me from the customers and then pinched my chin, asking, "Meng Xi, do you regret humiliating me like that back then?"
Thinking of this made my heart race, and I gulped down some alcohol.
Lin Liuliu continued:
"When I came in just now, I saw a dirty-looking man standing at the door. Is he your little boyfriend?"
I nodded. "He does have some looks, but is it really necessary for you to spend eight hundred thousand on him?"
Lin Liuliu made an exaggerated expression. "And he took your money but still treats you poorly. Isn't that just adding insult to injury?"
I tugged at the corner of my lips. "Let's not talk about unpleasant things; let's eat first."
When Lin Liuliu and I finished our meal and went outside, we discovered that Fu Yan was still standing at the entrance of the restaurant.
The moonlight wove softly, illuminating his handsome face.
He looked at me, his voice slightly hoarse and his expression subdued: "Meng Xi."
This was his signal of submission. In the past, I would have been unable to resist and would have rushed over to hug him tightly.
Between Fu Yan and me, it was always the case that as long as he reached out a little, I would unconditionally back down.
But that was in the past.
I looked at him, my expression calm: "Is there something?"
"...I didn't mean to. There were many customers at the store today, and the boss kept me for an extra hour, so I didn't have time to go back and change."
He softened his tone, "I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
I nodded: "Alright, I forgive you. You can go back to school now."
Fu Yan paused for a moment: "Where are you going?"
"Home."
Among those countless memories flooding back, the most important thing was not my feelings with Fu Yan, but the crisis at the company.
When I got home, Meng Jinzhi was tending to my small garden in the yard.
He is five years older than me, and we grew up together. Now he has completed his master's degree but still stays at my house as a butler.
In that memory about the future, after the Meng Family went bankrupt, he was beaten to death with a steel pipe while trying to protect me from debt collectors.
Thinking of this made my heart ache, and I softly called out to him, "…Meng Jinzhi."
"The young lady is back," he said, somewhat surprised as he put down the watering can.
A few glass lanterns in the yard cast warm yellow light on his face, softening his originally somewhat harsh features.
He came over to open the door for me to change my shoes.
"Where are my parents?"
"Sir and Madam have social engagements tonight; they didn't secure the project with Cheng Yue."
I was taken aback. "Why? Wasn't it us that Cheng Yue initially chose…"
Meng Jinzhi hesitated for a moment before finally saying:
"Last time, I asked that retired Tumor Master to come out of retirement. My father owes him a favor, and the contract amount was negotiated by him."
I instantly understood.
The so-called Tumor Master was brought in to perform surgery for Fu Yan's mother, who had cancer.
My dad has always spoiled me, and after I pouted and acted cute, he agreed to this difficult request.
He even gave Fu Yan eight hundred thousand to cover the surgery and subsequent hospitalization costs.
My heart was almost consumed by guilt, and my self-loathing reached its peak.
I bit my lip and after a while said, "I really don't understand things, do I?"
Meng Jinzhi immediately shook his head, looking at me indulgently. "The young lady is still young; it's normal to be a bit childish."
In his eyes, I seemed to always be that little girl five years younger than him, chasing after him for snacks.
But I knew very well that I was already twenty-one.
I couldn't escape the responsibilities I had to bear.
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