Chapter 1013: The Rage of a Simp

Nighttime.

Xu Shaochen, Zhang Wei, and Mei Liangxin invited Zhao Qing out.

They said they wanted to have a couple of drinks with him.

The place was the Red Rose Bar in the south of the city.

A booth in the bar.

Xu Shaochen, Mei Liangxin, and Zhang Wei were already there waiting for Zhao Qing.

They drank and admired the women in the dance floor wearing provocative outfits and swaying to the music.

“Married and still can’t change the habit of liking others’ girlfriends.”

Looking at the hot-bodied young ladies, Mei Liangxin couldn’t help but sigh.

He took a big gulp of wine to calm the heat inside.

“Why hasn’t Zhou Xue come yet? Ye Pengfei has changed girlfriends multiple times.”

Xu Shaochen frowned, looking at Ye Pengfei, who was engrossed in conversation with a woman at the bar.

“She’ll definitely come. Xiaoyu told me Zhou Xue planned to hang out here with friends tonight.”

Zhang Wei, a good family man, said without looking up from his phone game.

Everyone passing by gave him strange looks.

“Mr. Xu.”

Zhao Qing was the last to arrive, with his forehead bandaged from the teacup Xu Shaochen hit him with yesterday.

“Hmm, sit down. We haven’t had a good drink together in ages.”

Xu Shaochen patted the seat next to him, signaling Zhao Qing to sit.

“Okay.”

Zhao Qing responded and sat down.

“Is Xiaoxue at home?” Zhang Wei asked casually.

Zhao Qing shook his head: “No, she went shopping with someone tonight.”

The three exchanged glances, understanding.

Simp never ends well.

“Come on, drink up. Let’s toast to Young Master Xu’s return to Jiangzhou.”

Zhang Wei didn’t dwell on the question, raising his wine glass to Xu Shaochen.

Now the director, lead, and audience were all present, just waiting for the arrival of the leading lady, Zhou Xue.

Without mentioning Zhou Xue, Zhao Qing got along well with the three.

Back and forth, with exchanged drinks, over ten minutes passed.

“Here she comes.”

Zhang Wei nudged Xu Shaochen, nodding toward the entrance.

Xu Shaochen looked.

Indeed, it was Zhou Xue.

Zhou Xue walked in with two girlfriends, all chatting and laughing.

Zhou Xue wore heavy makeup, long hair flowing, a small camisole, a skirt just covering her thighs, black stockings outlining long legs, and flashy silver high heels.

Her looks and figure were definitely above average.

Judging by her familiarity, it wasn’t her first time here.

Spotting his target, Ye Pengfei shooed away the women around him and walked over to Zhou Xue with his wine.

“Miss, among the crowd, I noticed you immediately. Maybe it’s fate. Interested in a drink? My treat.”

Ye Pengfei smiled gentlemanly at Zhou Xue, his million-dollar Patek Philippe gleaming.

“Just a drink?”

Zhou Xue flirted, resting a hand on Ye Pengfei’s shoulder, clearly recognizing the watch.

Anyone with a watch worth a million must have assets worth at least billions.

Plus, this man was handsome. Zhou Xue didn’t mind something happening, preferably a long-term thing.

“Let’s drink first, whatever you want to do after, I’m up for it.”

Ye Pengfei flirted verbally, but didn’t make a move, aware Xu Shaochen and others were watching.

“Zhao Qing, didn’t you say your girlfriend went shopping? Then who’s that?”

Xu Shaochen nudged Zhao Qing, pointing at Zhou Xue.

Zhao Qing looked confused, then his face changed, standing up immediately.

“What are you doing?”

Xu Shaochen pulled him back into his seat.

“Mr. Xu, that guy is hitting on my girlfriend!”

Zhao Qing was extremely agitated.

“Sit down. If Zhou Xue cared about you, would someone seduce her away?”

Xu Shaochen said indifferently, sneering, “Besides, is this what she means by shopping with girlfriends?”

“Anyway… Xiaoxue wouldn’t betray me.”

Zhao Qing stubbornly said, a simp who never gives up until the end.

“Her hand’s on his shoulder. Do you believe that? Oh, now they’re arm-in-arm. Damn, they’re kissing.”

Mei Liangxin exclaimed, dumbfounded.

In less than five minutes, they kissed.

Zhao Qing’s face turned ghostly and flushed, fury making veins burst on his clenched fists.

The deeper the simp, the harsher the pain, and the deeper the hatred.

Seeing Zhao Qing’s murderous eyes, Ye Pengfei hurriedly pushed Zhou Xue away. He was dismayed too, not expecting her to suddenly kiss him.

This wasn’t just flirty, it was downright shameless.

“What? Don’t like it? Why pretend? We’re here to play. Don’t tell me you’re shy.”

Zhou Xue laughed, glancing at Ye Pengfei. “Straight to the hotel? Or drinks first for the mood?

Ye Pengfei pitied Zhao Qing. Given Zhou Xue’s experience, how many hats had she put on his head?

“Damn! Bitch!”

Zhao Qing couldn’t hold back, standing up and approaching Zhou Xue with red eyes.

Xu Shaochen and the others exchanged looks, following suit with their drinks.

“Xiaoxue, your boyfriend…”

The two girlfriends with Zhou Xue saw Zhao Qing and looked alarmed, quickly trying to warn her.

Zhou Xue indifferently cut them off: “Don’t mention that loser. I’ll break up with him soon. He has no right to control me.”

She then flirted with Ye Pengfei: “How about being my boyfriend?”

“Sure.” Ye Pengfei’s smile was mocking, eyes on Zhao Qing behind Zhou Xue.

This stupid woman was in for trouble.

“Really? What’s your name? I’m Zhou Xue, just call me Xue’er.”

Zhou Xue was thrilled, thinking she found a wealthy suitor, much richer than Zhao Qing.

She didn’t even know his name.

It didn’t matter; she valued money over people.

Her friends tried to signal her, but she didn’t notice, lost in joy.

“Bitch! Spent my money, wore my clothes, used my things, and I have no right to control you!”

Behind her, an utterly furious Zhao Qing watched this different Zhou Xue, seething with rage.