Chapter 177: 154: Quite the Fight

Ye Zhaoyu didn’t even know what to say for a moment.

All he could say was that Yue Heng was really making a big effort.

If he had had the nerve to do the right thing and bear the consequences for Tong Simeng by openly being with her, Ye Zhaoyu would have had more respect for him.

But now?

Things had come to this, and both of them were caught in the act.

And still, he had the gall to reach out to Tong Simeng to make amends.

Ye Zhaoyu truly couldn’t see how much Yue Heng really cared for Tong Simeng.

Even if there were feelings.

The desire to use her, no doubt, was even greater.

He wanted to keep Tong Simeng by his side for a reason that was now quite clear.

Before, he had felt that the Tianxing Team seemed to know a lot about them, and it wasn’t just his imagination—Yue Heng must have found it beneficial to keep her around to extract information.

Ye Zhaoyu’s expression grew dark.

He didn’t understand.

Wasn’t the biggest charm of electronic sports fair competition?

The day-to-day practice.

The determination of so many people, all striving for the same goal.

The passion during the matches.

The steady performance when you’re winning.

The resilience when you’re up against the wind.

Only then, when you finally win, can you truly feel joy.

But a victory achieved through deceit and manipulation.

Even if one were to truly possess it, what pleasure could there be in that?

Yue Heng!

Doesn’t deserve to play in E-sports!

A coldness flickered at the bottom of Ye Zhaoyu’s eyes.

This time.

The TC Club would definitely make it to the finals!

And they would surely win the ultimate victory.

Ideas were churning in Ye Zhaoyu’s head.

At that moment, his phone rang.

It was Tong Simeng, oh no, it was Yue Heng.

As expected, a text had come.

The crowd couldn’t help but lean in with curiosity.

Ye Zhaoyu opened the message directly.

“Zhaoyu, do you remember the first time we met? That day…”

Then came paragraphs and paragraphs of emotional reminiscing.

“Tsk tsk tsk. I can hardly imagine what Yue Heng was feeling when he sent this message on Tong Simeng’s behalf. Is this the legendary grand love!”

Ye Zhaoyu was completely numbed.

Some messages, when you look at them, seem to be about two people, but in reality, they involve three.

Ye Zhaoyu glanced at the bunch of little heads beside him and couldn’t help but sigh internally.

No, it involved a whole group of people.

After reminiscing about the past, Tong Simeng then confessed her deep feelings for Ye Zhaoyu.

As for her recent incident with Yue Heng, they had discussed it and this was their explanation.

“Zhaoyu. Yue Heng and I go way back, and I was wrong to hide this from you. But you have to believe me, I have never betrayed you from the start to the end. The embrace was merely a courtesy between old friends, and what came after was just a misunderstanding. Our years of relationship, can’t you trust me just this once?”

“Wow, it would be a bit too much not to trust her,” Ye Xiao commented sarcastically.

Ye Zhaoyu gave her a helpless look, flipping his phone face down on the table as if his attitude still needed to be shown.

Ye Zhaoyu said calmly, “It’s over between her and me.”

“Oh, oh.” The crowd nodded in unison.

Ye Zhaoyu hadn’t replied, but his phone kept ringing incessantly.

Ye Zhaoyu’s brow twitched, and he didn’t want to look at it at all!

But everyone’s expressions had clearly turned gossipy, each eager and looking like they wanted to pick up the phone and snoop.

“Let’s see what’s new.” Ye Xiao wasn’t at all flustered as she continued to follow the plot.

Ye Zhaoyu’s expression changed, but he quickly regained his composure.

Well, having seen it, it was just between him and Xiaoxiao; nobody else knew.

At least he wouldn’t be too ridiculed by his family.

“Oh my, Third Brother isn’t replying to messages or answering calls, and these two are getting anxious. After discussing, they’re planning to use… the strategem of the self-inflicted wound. Tong Simeng sent several pale-faced photos, indicating she wasn’t feeling well and wanted Third Brother to take her to the hospital. Tsk tsk tsk.”

Resorting to the strategem of the self-inflicted wound…

The expressions of the crowd shifted.

It seemed Ye Zhaoyu was still not going to get a break.

Given his love-struck behavior before, he might just start feeling pity for her.

“Next, they really went to the hospital. Yue Heng even pulled some strings, ready to falsify medical records for Tong Simeng so that she could be hospitalized. Hey… isn’t Renxin Hospital the same one Bingtong is in? This hospital seems to specialize in fakery.”

Ye Xiao couldn’t help but marvel at this.

Ye Bolin squinted his eyes.

He had already made arrangements regarding Bingtong’s situation, ensuring she wouldn’t make any waves.

However, Xiaoxiao’s inner thoughts did remind him.

If this hospital kept forging records time and again, there must be a significant problem within.

In that case,

he might as well collect some dirt on them as well.

Thinking this, Ye Bolin and the others also had similar ideas, their eyes gleaming with their own thoughts.

If they could uncover the hospital’s dealings, perhaps they could resolve both Bingtong and Tong Simeng’s issues at once.

“Third brother, isn’t your semifinal match coming up soon? How long are you planning to stay home this time?” Ye Mingcheng asked.

Ye Zhaoyu’s expression was cool: “Until Bingtong’s situation is resolved.”

Looking at the time.

Bingtong was to hold a simple press conference tomorrow afternoon.

Moreover,

to better play the victim, she had chosen the hospital room as the location.

At that time, some media outlets she had selected would attend, and then she would put on a good show of tragedy, to see if she could completely turn the tables.

“That’s good,” Ye Bolin nodded. “Tomorrow, there will be an outcome.”

He was fully prepared.

Combined with this new approach, Bingtong had no chance of turning things around.

“Since there are still things to be done tomorrow, and it’s getting late, let’s call it a day,” Ye Mingcheng said.

He needed to arrange for an investigation into that hospital.

Everyone had their own thoughts and quickly agreed.

Looking at Gu Yan, Ye Bolin spoke with a hint of sarcasm, “Can the shadow not go back to its own home now?”

With an impeccable smile on his lips, Gu Yan looked at Ye Bolin as though he was a child, and then addressed Ye Xiao, “Xiaoxiao, I will come to find you again tomorrow.”

Ye Xiao nodded subconsciously.

She had come to see Gu Yan as someone who joined in just to watch the drama; when there’s drama, it was a habit to think of him.

Ye Bolin felt like he was punching a cotton pillow, utterly frustrated.

Just you wait!

One day, he would expose Gu Yan’s little schemes, and Xiaoxiao would eventually see clearly.

That night,

Tong Simeng lay in the hospital bed, not knowing how many photos she had sent to Ye Zhaoyu, but he didn’t reply, not even once.

Uncertainty started to play its tune in Tong Simeng’s heart.

Since her relationship with Ye Zhaoyu was confirmed, they had had their quarrels.

But every time, it wouldn’t be long before Ye Zhaoyu would come to coax her with a submissive voice.

But this time,

Forget coaxing.

Ye Zhaoyu made it clear he didn’t want her anymore.

A trace of bewilderment flashed in Tong Simeng’s eyes as she looked pitifully at Yue Heng, “Yue Heng, it seems he really doesn’t want me anymore.”

At this moment, Tong Simeng was not too panicked.

She looked expectantly at Yue Heng.

If Yue Heng were to confess to her again now, choosing Yue Heng wouldn’t be out of the question.