Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man Chapter 851: Su Wen Came to Find Her

Chapter 851: Su Wen Came to Find Her....
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“You know I have feelings for you, yet you still introduced me to another woman. Are you heartless?” Zhou Hengguang’s frustration was evident. In recent days, an oppressive atmosphere surrounded him, causing both Changhe and the people from the design institute to avoid him.
“Me? What nonsense are you spouting?” Su Qing, torn between sourness and sweetness, decided to be straightforward. She acknowledged her shortcomings, realizing she was not as sharp-witted as Lin Weiguo. Following his lead, she feared she might unknowingly find herself in trouble. “How could I know you liked me?”
“If I didn’t like you, I’d have gone crazy searching for you.” A master of deception, Zhou Hengguang played the victim card skillfully, casting Su Qing as heartless.
“I’ve been devoted to you, but you’re oblivious. If you don’t like me, you can reject me. Why break my heart and trample on it?”
Su Qing was speechless. She was confused.
“You…” Su Qing took a deep breath, regaining composure. She reminded herself to create emotional distance from this person. “This is absurd. I apologize for sharing your address. I promise not to do it again, but you can’t treat me like this.”
“How did I mistreat you?” He playfully pinched Su Qing’s chin with calm assurance, moving closer. His lips met hers, whispering, “Qingqing, how do you think I mistreated you? Like this? Or this?”
He interrupted every attempt at speech with a kiss, provocatively so.
“Let go of me.”
“Shh, someone’s here.” Zhou Hengguang silenced Su Qing with a kiss.
In the corridor, Zhou Hengyang and Ji Fang lingered, sensing a familiar presence without hostility.
Because of this, he was contemplating whether to reveal the person’s identity.
Since there’s no animosity and the other party isn’t interested in meeting, there’s no need to do so. He had no desire to reconnect with old friends from the past either.
Deciding not to pursue, Zhou Hengguang encountered his wife, who was looking for Su Qing.
“What’s wrong?”
“Hey, you’re here too. How long have you been here? Have you seen Su Qing?”
“I was talking with Ji Fang. I haven’t seen Su Qing.”
“She said she was going to the washroom. Why hasn’t she returned to the private room?”
“Maybe she went to the other washroom.” The second floor had two bathrooms, one on the east and one on the west. She must be over there.
Zhou Hengyang, wanting to hug his wife, restrained himself. His face was livid, eyes cold. He looked at Su Wen with a touch of grievance. “Wife, I want to hug you.”
“Me too…”
“Don’t say anything.” Zhou Hengyang stopped her, breathing deeply.
“Remember to keep your distance from the people from the publishing house. They are like sharks smelling blood. I’ll handle them.”
Zhou Hengyang agreed with Zhou Yan to call all the staff from the publishing house but was particularly irked by the overenthusiastic fans in the private room just now.
Incidentally, Zhou Yan had no idea how many times he had been threatened by the deathly glares of his own eldest nephew.
“I’ll listen to you,” Su Wen acquiesced. “Let’s go. I ordered dishes you like.”
“Alright!”