I Heard That I am a HeartBreaker - Chapter 106

Qiu Shuang fell silent for a moment after hearing what Chen Wanjun said. Could this cowardly person actually say such things?

Facing this situation, truth be told, Qiu Shuang found it particularly baffling. Who could have imagined that Chen Wanjun—whom everyone used to describe as an aloof, cold goddess—could become this crazed?

It was truly a total collapse of her persona, yet it didn’t seem like something worth being happy about. Qiu Shuang still regarded the other woman as that lonely soul from that rainy night.

Chen Wanjun looked at her; it turned out that the scars of the past never truly heal, only stinging in the deep of the night. She wanted to remain rational forever, but as it turned out, being a person of flesh and blood with worldly desires, Chen Wanjun could not avoid it.

She missed the other’s body; she missed the intimate embraces of the past—that hand-holding under the streetlight, the sound of the other crying. Thinking of these things, the fantasies in her mind were no longer following the path she had intended to develop.

Chen Wanjun felt she was truly losing control over the truth hidden deep within her heart.

She wanted to lock her away. Chen Wanjun had harbored this thought for a long time. Among their group, few had the guts to actually do it, but she did—yet she was also afraid.

Chen Wanjun was afraid she wouldn’t be able to “raise” Qiu Shuang well, afraid the other would become increasingly unlike the person she knew so well. She longed for the high school days, for that girl who used to stand behind the glass, chattering away.

But they had already drifted far apart. It was Chen Wanjun who had sent her away first. She saw the other’s eyes, and Chen Wanjun felt a pang of sorrow. Why did they have to know each other so intimately? Because they did, Chen Wanjun saw it.

If a single person had to be chosen from Qiu Shuang’s world in the end, the answer was already present in the other’s heart.

It was Lu Chen.

“The latecomer truly took the lead.”

How laughable. Both of them faithfully believed they couldn’t see through each other, but in reality, they were mirrors.

Qiu Shuang knew that Lu Chen was the best person in this world. She wasn’t like a flower on a high mountain; she was like a spring breeze, landing with an approachable grace—she and Chen Wanjun were from two completely different worlds.

Chen Wanjun was too aggressive. Sometimes Qiu Shuang didn’t understand why people fought so desperately to snatch things for the sake of so-called social status. Qiu Shuang always had an intuition: if the path upward was blood-soaked, Chen Wanjun would skin herself alive just to walk it, even if she might die the very second she breathed the air at the summit.

Chen Wanjun’s pace would not stop, but Qiu Shuang understood something else even better: in this world, they were all just ordinary people.

Using someone else’s blade to kill is always the best move in a game. Qiu Shuang knew who she wanted to be with regardless; she was simply watching from a distance now.

As for Chen Wanjun’s crazed talk, Qiu Shuang didn’t believe it. If one day Qiu Shuang became an obstacle to her, Chen Wanjun would absolutely trample her down. Love might exist in the other woman, but it was too light—lighter even than a cloud; without even a breeze, it would collapse on its own.

In that instant, Qiu Shuang suddenly felt she was being a bit cruel, because she was simultaneously contemplating what else Chen Wanjun could do.

Since the other woman liked to take the initiative, then naturally, she could utilize her. Qiu Shuang wondered why she should let those who had hurt her off the hook. She could be tolerant, but she couldn’t be tolerant forever. These psychos insisted on coming back one by one to cause her trouble.

Besides, Chen Wanjun was smart; she was very “easy to use,” wasn’t she? Along the way, she could also see just how far Chen Wanjun was willing to go.

Qiu Shuang did not want a third party or some mysterious lover appearing in a loyal romance. Two people staying together forever, loving each other wholeheartedly—that was her view on love.

“If you want to get something, you have to put up a stake, or at least show a bit of yourself… Wanjun, let everyone hold on for a bit.”

Chen Wanjun understood. The other was protecting Lu Chen and using her as the vanguard to charge into battle. But could she refuse? Getting to this point was her own doing.

And what was the use of speaking out? Chen Wanjun thought about it; she knew the other’s intentions, and she was willing.

Moreover, Qiu Shuang could have used someone else, but Chen Wanjun didn’t want it to be someone else. Those idiots understood nothing and might cause a backlash. She was the best; within the range of choices, Chen Wanjun was the most suitable.

No matter what Qiu Shuang wanted to achieve by utilizing her, didn’t it sufficiently prove that she was different in the other’s heart? Otherwise, why utilize only her and not someone else?

Chen Wanjun decided to deceive herself for a short while.

She currently had no right to stand by the other’s side, but at least by doing this, Chen Wanjun had plenty of time and excuses to get close to Qiu Shuang. She could be temporarily very close in the other’s heart.

“I will prove it to you.”

Chen Wanjun grabbed Qiu Shuang’s hand, saying something cryptic. Qiu Shuang felt the other seemed to be making some solemn declaration, but she didn’t care much.

Her goal was achieved. She didn’t care who Chen Wanjun went to trouble; let these dogs fight among themselves—it would be best if they bit a few of each other to death. She had truly had enough.

Qiu Shuang felt that the healthy, disguised shell she had worked so hard to build was shattered. She had tried for so long to make herself look no different from a normal person, only to encounter these “divine” individuals who caused the persona she had painstakingly crafted to vanish into thin air.

Qiu Shuang prepared to go home. Before leaving, she looked back at Chen Wanjun’s figure. She didn’t know where the other was heading or what kind of situation she was walking into; she didn’t care that much. She had what she wanted, and the other had obtained what she wanted too.

Thinking of this, Qiu Shuang felt very expectant about the ending of this game. Would “money-power” win more easily, or would a “madman” have more destructive force?

Of course, with things turning out like this, becoming the director of a mental asylum was not Qiu Shuang’s ideal. She didn’t want to live in a world with these brainless people. Such frantic love and their willing pursuit were far too exhausting.

Otherwise, no matter what, Qiu Shuang would probably have to be more cautious about who she stayed with in the future.

Lu Chen was waiting for her to return. She was a bit worried, fearing the other might have run into that group while out. She only now realized that the two of them could be considered to be in mutual agreement.

But perhaps she had been too silent in the past, or the timing was wrong. They didn’t have a good opportunity yet and still needed to wait, because no one knew how the current situation would unfold. Lu Chen didn’t think she had the ability to go against that entire group; leaving the problem to Qiu Shuang was even more impossible. Lu Chen had to find a perfectly suitable way to deal with them.

However, such things could only be hidden quietly in her heart and arranged in secret. Otherwise, the “beautiful halo” Lu Chen had built would be broken. She knew what the other liked, and she was willing to play this part for a lifetime, as long as Qiu Shuang didn’t leave her.

“I’m back.”

Qiu Shuang pushed open the door and saw Lu Chen sitting there waiting. She knew the other was still waiting for her, but in truth, Qiu Shuang hoped she wouldn’t—yet she also knew that advising her was useless. She looked at her.

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

“I didn’t ask you to wait.”

“I’m sorry, I wanted to wait myself.”

Lu Chen was afraid of saying the wrong thing. She could tell at a glance that Qiu Shuang was in a bad mood, likely having bumped into one of those people on the way. In this situation, it was best not to provoke her.

“It’s fine. I’m hungry.”

Qiu Shuang said this while looking at Lu Chen. This was the other’s greatest strength; as expected, co-renting with her was a very good choice. At least the other would take great care of her. Qiu Shuang didn’t understand why she was so willing to act as her servant, but then she thought it was quite natural—after all, since their “roles” hadn’t been fully clarified between them, she could just treat it as atonement.

Lu Chen looked at Qiu Shuang. Upon hearing that she was hungry, she immediately brought out the food she had prepared earlier. She hadn’t been idle for a moment; she could be called the ultimate girlfriend.

Even though the “official” position was still occupied by that junior named Xin Zhu, in essence, the treatment and the right to speak had long been snatched away by Lu Chen.

That so-called “contract girlfriend” wasn’t important anymore. Lu Chen was pondering when the other would break it off, but she wasn’t in a hurry at all. The atmosphere now was just right, and Lu Chen believed Qiu Shuang definitely had her own plan. She only needed to handle the logistics.

Qiu Shuang sat on the sofa watching Lu Chen’s busy figure in the kitchen, then stared up at the ceiling.

Why couldn’t she have met her earlier? Why did none of them dare to take that brave step, or rather, why had the other done enough while she herself chose to remain silent?

Qiu Shuang looked at the sun outside, raised her hands, and looked at that indelible scar. She touched her own soft lips; that sensation seemed to still linger in her heart.

“Lu Chen…”

As night fell, Xin Zhu looked at the surveillance footage on her computer. She wanted to push that door open, but she knew that certain people had already obtained a portion… Idiots.

Xin Zhu understood one thing very clearly: Qiu Shuang wouldn’t like her anymore. She had found others to take the “useless small lessons” on her behalf.

Lu Chen? Xin Zhu was thinking much more than anyone else. she was never a fool; she knew exactly who was the knife, who was the stone, and who was the egg. As for anyone who dared to snatch her things, they would naturally have to pay a price.

So, you got what you wanted? Then you should spit it back out properly.

In this game of “good person vs. good person” demon kings, Xin Zhu had driven Lu Chen away first, so it was only natural she bore the cost of having her “home” raided in her absence.

Lu Chen lay in bed. Although she knew they weren’t in the same room, just the thought of them living under the same roof, seeing the other’s towel hanging on the wall, birthed a sense of joy in her heart.

And Lu Chen also truly realized one thing: Xin Zhu was indeed not easy to deal with. Lu Chen looked at the surveillance monitor at the entrance of the residential area.

She didn’t know how long Xin Zhu had been standing there. An hour? Two hours? If this kind of spirit were placed on someone else, Lu Chen would definitely feel admiration.

But placing this spirit on Qiu Shuang made things a bit difficult.

“How can I get you to give up on your own?”

Lu Chen knew that Qiu Shuang liked her gentleness and kindness, so it was necessary for her to maintain this image diligently. This way, Qiu Shuang could be a bit happier. As for those strange people, let them stay there forever…

Xin Zhu looked toward the camera and smiled. She knew someone was watching her constantly, but she didn’t mind. Anyway, her purpose had been achieved. Let them fix all their gazes upon her.

“Lu Chen, I’m waiting for you.”

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