Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man Chapter 1360: I Hold Grudges

Chapter 1360: Chapter 1360: I Hold Grudges

The man of peerless beauty, when he apologized to you in a low, sensually husky voice, really possessed a charm that no one could resist. Su Qing’s heart pounded so fiercely her cheeks were too red with embarra.s.sment to lift her head, and her mind went blank.

Just as she was about to uncontrollably nod in agreement, her inner resolve made her shake her head in the end.

“No,” Su Qing finally shook her head slowly as she met Zhou Hengguang’s deep, complex, sorrowful, and pain-entangled gaze, slowly shaking her head. Each nod required all her courage and every ounce of her determination.

“Wrong is wrong,” to not be punished for one’s mistakes is unfair. She could not easily forgive those who had once scarred her, no one could.

Zhou Hengguang’s handsome face, so close at hand, turned pale as paper in an instant, and a profound sadness emanated from his hollow eyes beneath the dim light.

It was as if… all the light in his world was s.n.a.t.c.hed away in that moment. What remained was only darkness, only the pain of being trapped in loneliness; those eyes watching Su Qing seemed to bear a weight of a thousand pounds, leaving one breathless.

Zhou Hengguang just watched her quietly, saying nothing.

Su Qing felt uncomfortable under his gaze, as if what she said just now was incredibly harsh. But when she asked herself honestly, were her words too extreme?

Perhaps! If it were any other girl, they would have been eager to forgive, able to boast for a lifetime about making the third young master of the Zhou family apologize in a begging tone.

But she didn’t want that.

She knew she was somewhat insecure, sensitive. Yet because of that, she refused to back down.

Otherwise, her ten days of blind date waiting would truly become a joke.

“Sorry, I hold grudges,” Su Qing said and then she quickened her steps home without looking back. They had already walked halfway home, and now with a brisk pace, it was only a few minutes to get home.

The chilliness of the early spring night left Zhou Hengguang standing alone at the roadside.

The cold wind blew, picking up the dead leaves from the ground and gently pa.s.sing over Zhou Hengguang.

After a long while, his body, which didn’t know how long it had stood there, finally moved.

“Heh, truly heartless!” Zhou Hengguang suddenly sneered, kicking a stone on the ground, not caring about the expensive fabric of his clothes, and just sat down on the curb. He took a lighter and a cigarette out of his pocket, and with a “click,” the windproof lighter was lit in the chilly night, the flame flickering with the wind.

Like his heart, in front of Su Qing, swaying with her words, her gaze.

Zhou Hengguang, with a cigarette between his fingers, elegantly took a drag after lighting it, then sat there alone, lost in thought.

Occasional pa.s.sersby cast curious glances at him.

After an indeterminate time, a familiar SUV pulled up in front of Zhou Hengguang, the window rolled down, revealing the almost smiling face of Zhou Hengyang.

“I had my pajamas on and had to get up in the middle of the night to come get you,” he said.

Zhou Hengyang hopped out of the car, shutting the door with a swift motion, and sat down next to his brother. He turned his head to light a cigarette for himself, but remembering his pregnant wife couldn’t tolerate the smoke, he immediately stopped himself.

Not only did he refrain from smoking, but he also promptly snuffed out the recently lit cigarette in Zhou Hengguang’s hand and threw it on the ground.

“You should stop too, your little nephew can’t be smelling cigarette smoke.”

Having his cigarette taken away, Zhou Hengguang was not angry but instead asked calmly, “You sure it’s a boy?”

“Not sure,” Zhou Hengyang’s deep eyes held unreadable emotions, “But I had a dream. I dreamt of a boy. I haven’t dared tell Wenwen. I’m afraid she’ll be upset, worried she won’t like it.”