Transmigrated as the male lead's roommate's vicious girlfriend

On his way back to the car dealership, Zhou Zhishui felt like he had pulled his scalp off.

Hearing the sound effects of a match-3 game playing in his ears, he couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Zhen-ge, what exactly do you think of Lan Zheng?"

"She dumped you without a second thought back then, and now that she's in trouble, she's suddenly coming to you. Are you just going to let her use you like this?"

"I can't let the same woman get me twice..."

"Don't make me look down on you."

In his last sentence, Zhou Zhishui was very emotional, but his voice was very low.

Meng Yizhen turned off the screen, her voice sounding a little lazy: "Su Chongzhao should have picked them up by now."

He said this very calmly.

Zhou Zhishui was taken aback for a moment, then blurted out, "Didn't Jiang Yuanhao say that Su Chongzhao wouldn't care about her?"

Su Chongzhao, a man busier than the Prime Minister, actually came to Xincheng in person?

I almost got dragged down by that idiot Jiang Yuanhao.

Meng Yizhen looked down at the caller ID on her phone, her eyes indifferent.

He glanced at the lunchbox and clothes in Zhou Zhishui's hands. "Looking down on me? Is your own saintly heart overflowing?"

Zhou Zhishui opened his mouth, but remained silent for a long time.

A few seconds later, he cursed himself in his heart for being an idiot and meddling in other people's business.

Right now, all he wants is for Lan Zheng to go back with Su Chongzhao as soon as possible.

As long as Meng Yizhen can't see her, her mind won't be disturbed, and she won't be affected.

Watching Meng Yizhen's solitary figure holding an umbrella in the rain, Zhou Zhishui felt a mix of emotions.

When he and Lan Zheng had just broken up, he asked him why it had to be Lan Zheng.

He has no shortage of women around him.

Meng Yizhen chain-smoked, her eyes red, "I only want Lan Zheng."

He still feels lingering fear when he thinks about that dejected and depressed look.

Zhou Zhishui thought, "Isn't this because his brother Zhen seems to want to protect Lan Zheng?"

If she truly didn't care, Meng Yizhen wouldn't have acted this way.

On the contrary, the more you care, the less you can understand his emotions.

Back at the car dealership, Zhou Zhishui discovered that Jiang Yuanhao, who had been blocking the entrance, was gone.

Instead, a black Hongqi state gift vehicle was used.

Seeing Su Chongzhao in a wheelchair and Lan Zheng quietly squatting beside him, hugging her knees and not saying a word, he felt that the scene was indescribably strange.

Su Chongzhao's wife got into trouble and came to Xincheng to find her ex-boyfriend behind his back.

Any man would be ashamed of that.

Not to mention someone like Su Chongzhao, who holds a high position and wields absolute power.

Su Chongzhao arrived travel-worn, but remained calm as if nothing had happened.

Lan Zheng found her husband's reaction to her appearance strange.

The estrangement between them was obvious at a glance.

They don't look like a married couple at all.

Su Chongzhao looked at Meng Yizhen who had returned and nodded politely.

Meng Yizhen nodded at him without much emotion, her chin tilting lazily outward.

The intention to see the guests off was quite clear.

He had no interest in watching them handle their family affairs.

Su Chongzhao chuckled, "Alan doesn't want to go back with me."

Meng Yizhen didn't even lift her eyelids. "These things are none of my business."

Zhou Zhishui felt that his view of Su Chongzhao was too one-sided.

He secretly cursed Su Chongzhao, that old man.

I had seen Su Chongzhao from afar a few times before, but this was the first time I had seen him so close.

The man, not yet forty, sat in a custom-made matte black alloy wheelchair. His well-tailored dark gray suit accentuated his straight shoulders and back. Even though he couldn't stand upright, he couldn't suppress the composed aura that came with his high position.

He couldn't believe that such a person would commit domestic violence against Lan Zheng.

The injuries on Lan Zheng's body puzzled him.

Could it be that bastard Jiang Yuanhao who did this?

After Meng Yizhen returned, Lan Zheng's tired look faded a bit. Her eyes were like a mist that never dissipated in the mountains, with a light misty veil of moisture. When she lowered her eyes, the mist fell, concealing all the ripples in her eyes.

Su Chongzhao reached out to Lan Zheng, who was squatting on the ground: "I forced you to marry me out of gratitude, and now that the deadline has passed, I will keep my promise and set you free."

"If you don't leave me today, I can't protect you this time."

When Zhou Zhishui heard what Su Chongzhao said to Lan Zheng, his brows furrowed into a deep knot.

Su Chongzhao is the kind of person who doesn't explain much, and he was completely confused by his conversation with Lan Zheng.

Using a favor to extort money?

Set her free?

He couldn't help but keep looking at Meng Yizhen.

Meng Yizhen had already turned on her computer and was working.

Ignore what is being said.

Su Chongzhao handed the file folder on his lap to Lan Zheng, "Have you thought it through?"

Lan Zheng took the file bag. "From this day forward, whether I live or die, I have nothing to do with Su Chongzhao."

Her resolute decision made Su Chongzhao close his eyes briefly.

If he hadn't gotten drunk and revealed his true feelings that night, and hadn't done anything inappropriate under the influence of alcohol, perhaps there would still have been a chance to make amends.

What's done is done, he chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Everyone said that Su Chongzhao was abstinent from women, pure of heart and devoted to Buddhism.

But like all men, he made the most despicable mistake.

Back then, she held back her tears, shielding her younger brother behind her, and stubbornly questioned him why the little girl who had brought his parents back had grown up.

For so many years, he has sponsored Lan Zheng and her younger brother, who depended on each other for survival, to go to school and paid for her brother's medical treatment when he was seriously ill, without asking for anything in return.

All I need is for her to stay by my side.

Ultimately, it was my own greed that got the better of me.

Lan Zheng's words shocked Zhou Zhishui.

With such a large Buddha statue and such a powerful backer, is Lan Zheng really giving it up?

Even after Su Chongzhao left, he was still in a daze.

Lan Zheng opened the file folder and saw the divorce certificate. She felt a sense of relief; the shackles that had bound her for years had finally come off.

She had just managed to stand up, supporting herself on her knees, when suddenly everything went black, her body swayed violently, and she fell heavily back to the ground.

The world spun around her, and in the next instant, she completely lost consciousness and fainted.

……

The continuous rainy days in the new town made everyone's mood gloomy and gray.

On Saturday morning, Ning Xi got up, unable to bear the humid air any longer.

She changed her white light cover-up and black casual trousers into a dark-colored floral camisole.

The person in the mirror had droopy eyelids and looked extremely listless.

Ning Xi didn't know why she was suddenly so irritable and restless today.

The dress was beautiful, but she could still find fault with it.

The colors are too gloomy, just like this awful weather.

She took a deep breath.

Wearing a brightly colored dress might brighten your mood.

After washing up, He Kezhou entered the room and saw several dresses lying haphazardly on the bed. Ning Xi was standing in front of the full-length mirror, carefully comparing her outfit.

The blue floral strapless top accentuated her slender and graceful shoulders and neck, showcasing her elegant and captivating figure. The bright yellow long skirt rippled beautifully with her movements.

The vibrant colors instantly dispelled the gloom in the room, making the person look fresh, radiant, and full of light.

Ning Xi was pulled into He Kezhou's arms from behind.

She crossed her arms and looked up warily at the person behind her: "He Kezhou, you are not allowed to mess with me, and you are not allowed to have any bad intentions."