You Owe Me, My Love

You Owe Me, My Love Chapter 212

“I went for a karaoke session.” She stared down, her eyelashes covering her eyes.

Gu Mingchen held her hands. They felt cold, just like two big ice cubes, and he tightened his grip. “I went there to search for you, but you weren’t there. I only found your handbag and phone.”

“You should have found out where I was easily. You’re the chief after all,” she retorted. A smile curled her lips, and her gaze was gentle, but there was no smile in her eyes. Gu Mingchen thought he was facing another woman, and he frowned.

He didn’t manage to find her. He did find her phone through GPS, but the surveillance camera seemed to malfunction. He couldn’t’ find out where she was, but when he finally saw her location after the night, he came for her.

The only one who could stop the camera from watching over her was Su Xuyan, and his eyes turned crimson. Gu Mingchen was usually someone who held his emotions back, but that day, fury welled up within him, burning his calm demeanor away. “What are you trying to do? Are you working with him to annoy me? Or are you getting back at me? What good does that bring?”

Bai Rong averted her gaze and gulped. She blacked out the night before, or she wouldn’t have gone with Su Xuyan. Fine. If that’s what he thinks then. ”Yes, it brings me no good. Give me my handbag and my phone. I won’t be going to the base. I’ll take the day off.” She wanted to calm herself.

“You can take the week off.” Gu Mingchen went back to his car and tossed her handbag out the window.

She felt as if her heart was stabbed. Bai Rong was a great psychologist, and she knew Gu Mingchen’s action was filled with rage and disgust. Intolerance would grow the longer a couple stayed together. They became less tolerant because they didn’t care for each other, because they found someone else to care for.

Her anger, edge, and trepidation were a double-edged blade. It hurt her enemies, but she also hurt herself. Everyone would stay away from her, worried that they might get hurt.

She picked her bag up and took the bottle of medicine from it with trembling hands. Then, she gulped one pill down without water, and her emotion that was almost rampaging calmed down.

She checked into a room in a nearby hotel and took a shower before rubbing some salve on herself. Once she was done bandaging her wound, she lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

Most egotistical men loved submissive women who’d act cute and look weak so they could stroke their ego. Their dream woman would be one with long hair, had an elegant walk, gentle, understanding, and needed their help.

However, because of their ego, they disliked their partner asking them questions they didn’t want to answer, nor would they like it when they interfered with their life, especially when it involved another woman. They’d feel frustrated, and eventually, that frustration would turn into disgust. Gu Mingchen was such a man.

She couldn’t force herself to be gentle or dependent on someone else. Bai Rong wouldn’t beg for his return even after he left her in the dust. Maybe we’re incompatible to start with.

She rested up, trying to push her thoughts aside, then she went to the mall to purchase two sets of expensive clothing and a set of makeup products. Gotta love myself more when nobody is loving me.

She changed her clothes, wearing an off-the-shoulder top and black skirt. Bai Rong tied her hair into a ponytail and dolled up, looking elegant and beautiful.

She went to the rehab center and visited Bai Bing furtively. Bai Bing was reading in her room. She was recovering well, her face looking brighter than ever. The murkiness in her eyes was gone, replaced by a bright gleam. She was immersed in her world where she became better.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Bai Rong couldn’t show herself. If she did, Bai Bing would question her about Xing Bachuan. If she was let down time and again, it would ruin the recovery. All she could do was stay back and watch as her mother regained her own mind.

Suddenly, her phone rang. It wasn’t anyone she knew, but she took the call after a moment of hesitation, then she went to the front door.

“Hello. Do you still remember me?” The man’s voice was pleasantly deep. Bai Rong had a good memory, and she knew it was the man whom she called randomly that day. The one who had a heart- to-heart with her.

“I do. What is it?” she asked politely.

“I’m in A City now. I want to see you,” he said.

Bai Rong’s lips twitched. “It’s better if we don’t meet,” she refused.

“Don’t take this the wrong way. My condition’s improving ever since you counseled me. I came with a friend. His son is… problematic,” he requested earnestly.

“My fee is not cheap. Ten thousand an hour.”

“He’ll pay you a million an hour if you can heal his son, let alone ten thousand.”

Bai Rong kept quiet for a while. She might have lost her love, but she needed her career. If she let herself fall from grace, she’d be looked down at. The more she was abandoned, the better she must become.

“Meet me at Fairie Café in Shuiyue International.” Then, she hung up.

Her phone rang when she was almost at Shuiyue International. ‘Room Eliza,’ the man texted.

Bai Rong kept her phone. She got off the cab and went inside Fairie Cafe and knocked on Room Eliza’s door. “Come in,” a man said.

Bai Rong entered, and only one man was inside. He was wearing a blue suit with a white shirt within. He was handsome, his hair curly, the type Gen Z would like. A faint scent of men’s cologne wafted from him, and he looked young. It was a stark contrast to his voice.

Bai Rong sat across from him, and his eyes were still glued to her. “I didn’t expect you to be this gorgeous.”

Bai Rong tapped the table. She wasn’t as welcoming or calm as he was. “Where is your friend?”

“He went to buy some cigarettes, but he’ll be back in ten minutes. You’re earlier than I expected. I’m Cheng Jinrong, and you are?” he asked.

She wasn’t here to be friends with him. “Tell me about your friend’s child. I want to know his condition.” She took out her notebook and pen from her handbag.

Cheng Jingrong smiled. “Are you always this cold?”

“I just don’t find the need to be welcoming. No need to give off the wrong signal. That will bring nothing but trouble,” she said sternly.

“Oh, but you’re such an understanding, proper, beautiful, and mature lady. However could someone not appreciate you?” Cheng Jinrong sighed.

The corner of Bai Rong’s lips twitched. “Roses are gorgeous, but they’ll prick you if you pluck them. And once they’re plucked, they’ll wilt in days. It’s normal for a wilted flower to be abandoned, no? If you’re here to pry into my personal matters, then I shall be leaving now.” She kept her notebook and pen into her bag and stood up.

Cheng Jinrong stood up. He was a tall man, measuring 1.9 meters. “I apologize if I have offended you in any way. I won’t ask any further questions. I did bring my friend, and he has business with you.”

Someone opened the door the moment he said that, and when Bai Rong saw who it was, she froze. It’s him!