Chapter 60 Break Up with Him, and I’ll Pretend Nothing Happened

Chapter 60: Break Up with Him and I'll Pretend Nothing Happened

Chen Su knew it all too well.

This text was from his ex-husband, Sheng Beiqing.

In his marriage to Sheng Beiqing, the person least qualified to criticize him was Sheng Beiqing himself. Sheng Beiqing knew better than anyone how their marriage came to be. From the very beginning, Chen Su had warned him that even if they got married, he would never love Sheng Beiqing.

But now—the ex-husband who had obtained a marriage through threats was throwing a fit, accusing him, trying to keep controlling his life and him.

Chen Su coldly blocked that phone number.

He put the phone down, and a hand grabbed his waist. Chen Su took it, laced their fingers together, and told the Enigma to continue.

Chen Su understood that his act of blocking would anger Sheng Beiqing. His heart was pounding nervously, but when he pressed close to the Enigma, he could calm down a lot and set aside his worries.

The next day, Chen Su and Zhao Jinzong returned to the capital together.

The always-busy General Director Zhao took a call as soon as they landed and had to get to work. Uncle Wen first took Chen Su home. As Chen Su got out of the car, Zhao Jinzong hadn't hung up yet; his large hand wrapped around Chen Su's waist, pulling him closer.

Uncle Wen was moving luggage from the trunk.

Zhao Jinzong glanced over.

Chen Su invited, "Want to move in?"

Uncle Wen, who was carrying the luggage, looked up stiffly: Huh? Moving who? The General Director???

…………The General Director is moving in?!?!

Zhao Jinzong, however, let out an easygoing laugh. "Hmm, is it convenient?"

Zhao Jinzong was handsome, his voice magnetic. When he laughed, his chest vibrated slightly, and with that face, it gave off a strong masculine vibe that was hard to resist.

"Sure, it's convenient."

Chen Su looked at Uncle Wen and told him to bring the suitcase too.

Uncle Wen walked behind them with the suitcase. Zhao Jinzong held Chen Su with one arm while talking on the phone with the other. Chen Su entered the door code, opened it, and looked up. "I'll send you the password later."

"Yeah."

Once inside, Chen Su took Uncle Wen up to the third floor. There were two bedrooms on the third floor: one was Chen Su's, and the other was a guest room that had never been used and wasn't tidied up. Chen Su put Zhao Jinzong's suitcase in his own bedroom.

He went downstairs to pour two glasses of water, handed one to Uncle Wen, and the other to Zhao Jinzong.

Zhao Jinzong smiled, took a sip, and finally hung up the call.

"I need to go to the General Bureau for some work."

"Alright."

Zhao Jinzong held Chen Su's chin gently and kissed him. "Wait for me to come home tonight so we can sleep together."

"Okay."

Zhao Jinzong gave Chen Su a candy before leaving.

In the afternoon, Chen Su drove out, bought some daily necessities, vegetables and fruit, hired a cleaner, and had the house tidied up.

In the evening, Zhao Jinzong messaged saying he was busy tonight and wouldn't be back for dinner.

Chen Su just said "mm-hmm," made himself a simple bowl of noodles, took a shower, and went upstairs to wait for Zhao Jinzong to come home.

Living together, waiting for Zhao Jinzong to come home, eating and sleeping together, going to work together—it felt just like being married.

Chen Su waited and waited, eventually falling asleep on the sofa. He didn't know how long had passed when he was woken by someone slamming the front door downstairs.

Chen Su furrowed his brow.

Outside, night had fallen, and the sky was dark.

Hurried footsteps got louder. Chen Su rubbed his eyelids and sat up. A dark figure came up the stairs. It wasn't Zhao Jinzong—it was Chen Su's ex-husband, Sheng Beiqing.

Sheng Beiqing was dressed all in black, his expression cold and grim, his eyes dark and menacing, his hands clenched into fists.

"Chen Su—!"

Sheng Beiqing said each word slowly and sharply, rage burning inside him!

On the seventh day after Sheng Beiqing's "death," Chen Su didn't come to mourn him—it was because he hated him. But then why did he get mixed up with Zhao Jinzong? Was Chen Su that desperate to get away from him and be with Zhao Jinzong? Even though nothing had happened between him and Chen Su, they were married in name only for two years. Still, Chen Su still hadn't gotten over Zhao Jinzong?

Sheng Beiqing believed that over those two years, he had treated Chen Su very well!

Whatever Chen Su wanted, he could give, even going out of his way to hand it to him. But every time, Chen Su refused, not even giving him a glance! Even so, Sheng Beiqing had never given up!

And what was the result? Chen Su still hated him!

In just half a year since his fake death, Chen Su had brought Zhao Jinzong back to Huaicheng, spent the New Year together, and even moved in together!

He really had no attachment to him at all!

He didn't even text back!

It was clear he had something on Chen Su, and he treated him so well! Why did Chen Su always ignore him? What was so great about Zhao Jinzong?

A normal man wouldn't go after a friend's spouse!

What Zhao Jinzong felt for Chen Su was nothing but the most basic instinct driven by pheromones!

Chen Su looked calmly at Sheng Beiqing, his gaze turning colder, with no trace of joy—only disgust and pure indifference.

"Something wrong?"

Chen Su's tone was not like talking to an ex-husband, but more like addressing an enemy.

Sheng Beiqing should have exploded in anger, but he was afraid—afraid that if he really let loose, the fragile peace between him and Chen Su over the past two years would shatter, and they could never go back to how things were.

Sheng Beiqing tried to keep his voice gentle: "You can't be with Zhao Jinzong. He's nice to you now because he hasn't truly gotten to know you yet. If he finds out about your secret... he won't treat you the same."

"I don't care what happened between you two in these six months. If you're willing, we can go back... I can act like nothing happened."

"Chen Su, don't put yourself in danger. He's an Enigma." Sheng Beiqing warned. "When his rut hits, he'll mark you."

Chen Su had been hearing these words for two years.

Every time Chen Su refused Sheng Beiqing's advances, Sheng Beiqing would accuse Chen Su of still being hung up on Zhao Jinzong, insisting Zhao Jinzong would never accept his secret.

Sheng Beiqing kept saying he wanted to help Chen Su move on, but all he did was threaten and brainwash him. For two whole years, Chen Su was nearly broken mentally.

At that moment, Chen Su finally exploded.

"Go on, tell him," Chen Su sneered. "You got the guts?"

"..."

Sheng Beiqing lapsed into a long silence.

Chen Su stood up. "You don't dare. You're too scared to gamble."

"..."

"Two years ago, the Alpha Federal Office sent me a wedding invitation, personally written by Zhao Jinzong. You saw it, right?"

Chen Su threw caution to the wind. "You can tell him my secret right now. Only two outcomes await me: he breaks up with me, or he accepts me. Sheng Beiqing, I don't give a damn..."

Chen Su took a deep breath. "Xiao Li's condition has improved. I don't care about anything now. I know the secret will be revealed sooner or later, and I already saw the outcome a long time ago. Even if Zhao Jinzong breaks up with me, I will never let you bully me into remarrying you."

The emotions Sheng Beiqing had barely held back boiled over, showing his ugly side: "Aren't you afraid he'll hate you?"

"Chen Su, you love him so much. Aren't you scared of hurting him at all?"

"..." Chen Su's heart tightened.

He was terrified.