Editor: Atlas Studios
Su Zixi clenched her fists in frustration, almost wanting to scratch this womanâs face!
How could there be such shameless people in the world? She kept giving in, but Su Lianxi repeatedly kept pushing her limits!
âWhat exactly do you want?â she asked through gritted teeth.
âWellâ¦â Su Lianxiâs expression suddenly changed, âWhen you took Yichen to the hospital back then, did you take off his jacket? Where is that jacket now?â
Su Zixiâs gaze flickered slightly.
Of course, she remembered that jacket. When Ning Yichen collapsed in a pool of blood, the jacket was soaked through with it. After she took Ning Yichen to the hospital, the doctor removed the jacket. Su Zixi didnât throw it away; she took it home, washed it clean, and put it away.
She remembered that the collar of the jacket had an embroidered character in a seal script. Back then, she didnât recognize the character; now thinking about it, it was likely the character for âNing.â
âDid Ning Yichen ask you about it?â Su Zixi guessed.
Logically, Su Lianxi shouldnât have known about the jacket. Since she asked, it was probably because Ning Yichen mentioned it.
Su Lianxi sneered, âIt seems that jacket is indeed with you. Youâve never mentioned it, were you planning to use it as evidence?â
Su Zixi remained silent.
She had thought about it once, but after seeing Ning Yichenâs boundless tolerance and trust towards Su Lianxi, she gave up.
âIf you hadnât brought it up, I would have forgotten.â After a while, Su Zixi spoke lightly, âIf I donât give you that jacket, then I guess I can kiss the gold medal in this competition goodbye, right?â
âThatâs right,â Su Lianxi said with a smile.
âI can give it to you, but only after tomorrowâs competition is over,â Su Zixi glanced at her.
âNo way!â Su Lianxi rejected without hesitation, âI want that jacket now!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI donât even remember which corner I threw it into. I donât have time to find it now; I need to prepare for tomorrowâs competition,â Su Zixi said with a smile, âIf you think thatâs not acceptable, then letâs forget it.â
Su Lianxi gave her a hateful look, âFine! If you go back on your word, I will make sure you donât graduate!â
Su Zixi smiled, opened the door to the conference room, walked in, and then closed the door forcefully, leaving Su Lianxi outside.
Su Lianxi sneered with disdain, not taking it seriously. Soon, she would be signing a contract for Director Chen Xudongâs new film. If it werenât for Ning Yichen asking about the jacket, she wouldnât have wasted her time on Su Zixi!
So she snorted, swayed her steps, and left.
Su Zixi sat in the conference room, unusually not immediately opening her laptop to work.
The jacket from the day Ning Yichen had the accident had always been carefully kept in her wardrobe. After tomorrow, she would have to personally hand this jacket to Su Lianxi, which meant she was giving up the chance to clarify the truth with Ning Yichen completely.
If she said it didnât hurt at all, that would be impossible.
Back then, when she looked at Ning Yichen lying on the hospital bed, she never thought that their relationship would end like this. She once thought that even if they couldnât be lovers, they would at least be friends. But now, because of Su Lianxi, they had become enemies.
Her nose suddenly tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Su Zixi wiped the tears from her face fiercely, opened her laptop, and started working.
No matter what, she couldnât fail in tomorrowâs competition.