Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 44 Regret...

"Relax." Hu Yifei patted Ziqiao's shoulder. Every time her hand gently landed on Ziqiao's shoulder, Ziqiao would tremble with fear.

Ziqiao turned his head stiffly and sluggishly like a puppet, forcing a fawning smile that looked more like a grimace: "Yifei."

I know that if you walk the dark too often, you'll eventually see ghosts, but God, can you please have mercy on me? We could have chosen some kind of evil spirit, why did Yifei have to catch me like this?

All the demons and monsters combined aren't as scary as her!

The woman in the red dress smiled even more broadly: "So you two know each other? That's great, saves me the trouble of introducing you."

"Look at the ugly smile you're making." Yifei gently moved the stiff smile on Ziqiao's face with her hand, and also gave Lü Ziqiao a smile.

Yifei's smile could be described as warm and kind, but when paired with her smiling eyes, it seemed more like a gesture of end-of-life care for the deceased.

"I'm not the kind of person who acts without thinking, so Lu Ziqiao..."

Snapped.

Yifei's soft, boneless hand gently patted Ziqiao's shoulder again, making a crisp thud on his shoulder bone.

"You have ten seconds to explain, or you can use it to give your last words."

"Yifei, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding," Ziqiao pleaded. "I, I was just helping her resolve her inner conflict, I was really helping her, you can ask her if you don't believe me."

"Really?" Yifei looked at the red-dressed beauty who was watching the show from the side. "Yu Mo, is what he said true or false?"

Ziqiao desperately tried to wink at Yumo, begging for mercy. He didn't care how this beauty might settle scores with him later; he just couldn't afford to fall into Yifei's hands!

Looking at the pleading and earnest look in Zi Qiao's eyes, Yu Mo gave him a look that said, "I'll spare your life."

Ziqiao finally felt relieved.

"It's fake! He just wanted to flirt with me, and he was extremely skilled at it. He's definitely a serial cheat, the worst of the worst!" Yu Mo pointed at Zi Qiao, indignantly citing his testimony.

Okay, I'm doomed.

Ziqiao's face was filled with terror and despair; now the weight that had been hanging over his heart had finally been lifted.

On the other side, Yu Mo's lips curled into a smile as angelic as an angel.

Lu Xiaobu, Lu Ziqiao—the most despicable scumbags are those who even use fake names when picking up girls.

This is the perfect opportunity for Yifei to teach you a lesson!

Yu Mo, who deeply loathed scumbags, roared like a demon from the depths of her heart.

"Lu Ziqiao, for the sake of our friendship, is there anything else you want to say?"

Ziqiao wanted to make one last attempt, so he put his hands behind his head and said, "Yifei, give me a chance."

How can I give you a chance?

"I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person."

"Fine, go tell Meijia and see if she'll let you be a good guy." Yifei sneered, looking at Ziqiao as if he were trash.

"That means I have to die." Ziqiao was in despair.

Meijia revealed her intention to break up with him today, but that very night she was caught red-handed by Yifei.

If Mika finds out, the old grudges and new hatred will combine with her desire to protect her innocent image in everyone's eyes. Not only will she not help her get away with it, but she will also kick her while she's down and completely destroy her.

Then I'll be facing a combined beating from Yifei and Meijia, and then I'll really be close to death.

"Sorry, I'm Hu Yifei, the champion of justice!" Yifei said righteously. "Lu Ziqiao, you're a grown man, after all. Since you chose to pick up girls at Yanyangtian behind your girlfriend's back, you have to bear the risk of being caught by us and the consequences you'll have to pay afterwards."

"Even Wanyu understands this principle, so don't even think about escaping, you old hand who's been around the block for years."

Yu Mo clapped her hands and cheered: "Very good, another scumbag who has a girlfriend but still goes out and flirts with other women."

She casually picked up a bottle of red wine from the table, emptied it, and then swung the bottle at Lu Ziqiao's groin as if making a stick-swinging motion.

Ziqiao instinctively tried to dodge, but Yifei firmly held him back with her hand on his shoulder.

No one knows how she did it. It was as if she just pinched lightly, without much force, but it made half of Ziqiao's body feel sore, numb, and weak.

[God, please, please save me!]

"Lu Xiaobu, no, I should say Mr. Lu Ziqiao. Do I need to repeat myself, what happened to that scumbag bastard who had a girlfriend but still tried to hit on me?"

Yu Mo casually draped the wine bottle over her shoulder, laughing with malice and anger. If she had a baseball bat instead of a wine bottle, she would have truly resembled Harley Quinn at that moment.

"Yu Mo, I was wrong." Zi Qiao's legs were trembling with fear. "Actually, actually..."

"Actually what?" Yu Mo listened patiently as Zi Qiao continued, but she kept waving the empty wine bottle in her hand, as if she could smash it on Zi Qiao at any moment.

Someone once told her that the essence of sadism is actually instilling fear, and that fear can make the victim do everything that the abuser wants to do to them.

Just as a bottle that hasn't been thrown yet is far more intimidating than one that has already been thrown at someone, Yifei's gentle pats and warm smiles are more likely to terrify Ziqiao than if she were to directly punch him.

Yu Mo did a quick test today, and the results were indeed remarkable.

Ziqiao gritted his teeth, wanting to reveal the truth that his relationship with Meijia was fake.

But every time he tried to say something, all he could think of was Meijia's words, "I'm tired, I don't want to wander the world anymore."

If the truth were to become known to everyone, she would probably leave quietly, given her personality.

Although Love Apartment is far from being a home right now, who knows when she will find a place where she can feel a sense of belonging again.

"Actually, actually... Yu Mo, I was wrong. You and Lady Yi Fei are magnanimous, please forgive me," Zi Qiao said mournfully.

Ugh.

Chen Meijia, consider it something I owed you in my past life.

"Spare you? Then who will spare me?" Yu Mo's eyes reddened instantly upon hearing Zi Qiao's words, and fueled by the lingering effects of alcohol, she cursed loudly, "Did I stumble upon a den of scumbags in my past life? Why am I being toyed with like this by you bunch of turtle bastards in this life?"

"I also hope you will spare me, at least don't let me have a bunch of men rushing around me every time I'm in a bar reminiscing about someone, and then when I smell them, I find that seven out of ten men are wearing at least a mix of several different women's perfumes."

"If I weren't a little more careful, I would have been fooled by you again. I'm just curious, with so many beautiful women in the world, why do you always want to harm me?"

"The gossipy women in the company who don't like me keep saying that I'm like a fly that doesn't land on a flawless egg, all because I love to put on makeup, dress up, and go to bars all the time."

Yu Mo muttered a curse under her breath, then pointed at Zi Qiao's nose and continued, "Tell me, as a beauty consultant, if I don't wear makeup and dress up nicely, can my clients feel at ease?"

"Why do they say I'm a cracked egg?"

Yifei also grinned menacingly, "Come on, Ziqiao, tell me why all you scumbags like to date Yu Mo. This must be your last remaining value."

Ziqiao's smile grew increasingly stiff, not because of Yu Mo's outburst of curses, but because Yi Fei's hand on his shoulder tightened its grip.

Aches, swelling, softness, and numbness—these four sensations intertwine and ultimately overlap, creating a pain as persistent as spring rain.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

He vaguely felt that he was no longer in the Sunny Day Bar, but in an endless hell of torment.

In fact, Zi Qiao has had his share of failures when it comes to picking up girls. His current girlfriend caught him red-handed and poured hot water on him, his ex-girlfriend exposed his past and slapped him, and he was even punched by the husband of a girl he was flirting with, almost causing him to vomit bile... These things are commonplace for him.

But he was always known for forgetting the pain once the wounds healed. No matter how badly he was taught a lesson, as long as he recovered, he would be the same Lu Xiaobu again, riding a dragon and galloping on horseback.

Ziqiao was naturally proud of this, after all, the rules of the martial arts world dictate that one must accept the consequences of one's bets, and he could afford to lose as well. He had enjoyed the soft and fragrant beauty that others could not, so it was only natural that he should also suffer a beating that ordinary people could not bear when he lost.

Conversely, if I'm prepared to be beaten up after being exposed, why should I be expected to consider the feelings of girls when I'm picking them up, or whether they will be hurt if I walk away?

What does this have to do with me?

Everyone should be willing to accept the consequences of their bets.

Ziqiao became a heartless emotional harvester in the world of picking up girls by relying on this set of unorthodox but logically consistent ideas.

Even today, his ideas are beginning to crumble.

Because of the existence of a certain female demon, the price I had to pay after being exposed has gone from being something I was used to to something I can no longer bear.

He can no longer accept defeat.

If every exposure in the future brings this kind of suffering, then I really need to start considering the possibility of living a life of abstinence.

For the first time in his life, Zi Qiao regretted revealing his true nature as a scumbag in front of someone.

(End of this chapter)