Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!-Chapter 213 - 184 Mr. Chen you also don’t want to
Chapter 213: Chapter 184 Mr. Chen, you also don’t want to……
Chapter 213: Chapter 184 Mr. Chen, you also don’t want to……
In the car, Chen Jieyu, sitting in the backseat, first appeared somewhat dazed from the alcohol.
She and Cheng Zhu looked at each other, and she always felt like his gaze could see right through her.
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Speaking of which, her feelings at the moment were quite strange.
You’re clearly a student, and I’m your counselor.
Logically speaking, I should have authority over your life.
But with everything that had happened before, at this moment, she really couldn’t stop herself from wanting to confide.
Everything hidden deep inside her heart seemed to have found an outlet in this man in an instant.
“My family told me that the sixty thousand compensation was a lie,” Chen Jieyu barely managed to say before she couldn’t help but turn her head to look out the window, no longer meeting his gaze, her eyes beginning to redden instantly.
It’s strange, really strange. When I didn’t say anything, I could bear it.
But the moment I started speaking, my emotions surged uncontrollably like an avalanche.
With her personal capabilities, she could have logically and coherently recounted the events.
But because she couldn’t control her emotions, it ended up with Cheng Zhu asking questions and her answering them.
Speaking of which, the contrast between Mr. Chen at this moment and his usual self was really too strong.
Cheng Zhu, a man who has seen many women, knew very well that there’s no such thing as a completely strong woman.
Everyone has their vulnerable moments, moments when the strings break.
“It was also a lie that you hit someone?”
“It’s true.”
“How much did you compensate?”
“Over eight hundred.”
Cheng Zhu: “…”
Damn, your family is something else!
This made him think that Chen Jieyu’s family must have planned to ask her for money long ago, her brother’s accident merely provided an excuse, saving them from making up a story.
The situation at Chen Jieyu’s home must be very complicated; otherwise, the phone call I overheard that day wouldn’t involve her insisting that her mother answer the call, trusting only what her mother says.
And if I remember correctly, her mother did answer the phone that day.
“Combining this with the current outcome, it seems…” Cheng Zhu had already reached a conclusion in his mind.
He then asked a few more questions about Chen Jieyu’s family situation, gaining some understanding of her circumstances.
Once a wound opens, everything inside begins to pour out.
While living in Hang City, Chen Jieyu had never confided in any local about her family and her upbringing.
Now, to her, Cheng Zhu was like a confessional tree.
Honestly, in his past life, with his experiences, he had heard many women’s confessions.
Two people lying in bed, listening to the other talk about how miserable their life has been.
The content of these stories could be true or false.
And the reason he became the listener was simply because the other person felt that they were already in an intimate relationship with him and naturally let him become their support.
Chen Jieyu’s situation, Cheng Zhu had heard similar versions of it.
It’s just that the other girl wanted a more straightforward life; if there were problems with the dad at home, then change the approach and find a dad from outside.
Honestly, some girls, after lacking a sense of security at home, become extremely enamored with strength.
Chen Jieyu was different; she lived a more twisted, more entangled life.
In the car, Cheng Zhu hardly said anything comforting; he just quietly listened and occasionally asked questions.
The greatest comfort might have just been passing her a few tissues.
Later, after Chen Jieyu had said everything she needed to, Cheng Zhu remained silent and just quietly watched her weep.
When her emotions had stabilized again, he handed her a few clean tissues.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Wipe the corner of your left eye; there’s a bit of mascara,” he said.
This left Chen Jieyu feeling a little embarrassed.
Today was the second time she had ruined her makeup in front of him.
But interestingly, such immediate embarrassments would momentarily cover up the prior major embarrassments, allowing you to immerse yourself in the emotional disruption of the minor one.
Because something like makeup ruin can be dealt with instantly. Once a person has something to do, they feel a bit different.
“There’s still a little bit here,” Cheng Zhu pointed with his finger at her face, giving her a verbal hint.
He definitely wouldn’t touch her face to wipe it at that moment.
Sieging cities is less effective than winning hearts.
It was completely unnecessary.
A few seconds later, he looked outside the car and said, “Shall we go?”
Chen Jieyu looked up and met his gaze.
“Don’t worry, you can’t see anything at night,” Cheng Zhu knew what she was worried about.
The two of them then got out of the car and walked into the night towards Technology University.
Actually, Cheng Zhu thought this counselor adjusted quite quickly.
Once they walked into the campus, it was like she had returned to her usual self.
But because she had been drinking and had just cried, her normally stern and abstinent aura was somewhat feebler.
“Cheng Zhu, can you forget today’s events?” she suddenly stopped and said.
“Mr. Chen, you do ask for a lot.” Cheng Zhu smiled but still added, “We exchanged secrets today, didn’t I tell you that my game project isn’t short of money?”
At this time, his focus wasn’t on — we’ve exchanged secrets, you know.
His focus was on subtly telling her: Don’t worry, I won’t share your problems with anyone.
The two walked along the campus road, enjoying the night breeze.
