Living Only For Myself: Make Those Who Hate Me Regret It Chapter 114: Xu Su, Don’t Make Things Difficult

Zhou Mochen was very smart and had a thorough understanding of human nature. He would never allow his efforts to truly go to waste.

He had practically poured his heart and soul into being good to a girl; how could he possibly not want anything in return, or not even be able to tell if she genuinely hated him?

Although Xu Su loved being sarcastic and would often say biting things, he knew she didn’t hate him as much as she claid.

That was the reason he had persisted for so long.

Just now, for instance, he had gone too far, yet her eyes only held anger. She was just furious that he had forcibly kissed her without permission; she wasn’t disgusted by the kiss itself.

That was enough. As long as she didn’t hate him, it was enough.

Zhou Mochen’s standards were very low. He didn’t expect the young woman to reciprocate his feelings now, but it was fine as long as she didn’t hate him.

Xu Su was a bit stunned when she heard his question. ’What does he an, do I hate him enough to want him dead?’

In her past life, even when she had hated Zhou Mochen the most, she never hated him enough to wish him dead.

She had never even thought about grinding him into the dirt.

This was the noble and brilliant Zhou Mochen. He was born at the very top; who could possibly grind him into the dirt?

In her past life, the only setback he’d ever suffered was with her, romantically. But the mont he stepped out the door, he was still that lofty Crown Prince of Beijing.

He was invincible, a master strategist. He didn’t even get angry easily, always maintaining a gentle facade for others, like an unattainable flower blooming high above the clouds that people could only admire and revere.

Then she snapped back to reality. ’This guy is toxic,’ Xu Su thought. ’Does hating soone an you have to wish them dead? That you have to ruin them so they can never recover? How terrifying.’

Xu Su said scornfully, "Not everyone is as ruthless as you. Can’t I just be naturally kind? Even if I hate soone, I wouldn’t wish them dead. Zhou Mochen, don’t asure others by your own standards."

She glanced at the ti, extrely impatient. "I’m going ho. I don’t have ti to waste talking nonsense with you here."

Zhou Mochen paused, unwilling to let her go just like that. She was this furious; if she really left, it would probably be another month or two before he could see her again.

But he didn’t dare stop her again and add fuel to the fire when she was already this angry.

After a mont of stalemate, Zhou Mochen tried to salvage the situation. "How about... I let you kiss back? Xu Su, you’re not losing out. It was my first kiss too..."

"..." At that mont, Xu Su really began to question his sanity. She couldn’t even be bothered to look at him as she pulled open the car door and got out.

She went around to the trunk to get her luggage and started striding toward her ho.

Zhou Mochen followed close behind, just then rembering that he also owned a place around here.

He snatched the large bag from Xu Su’s hand and coaxed her with a subservient air as they walked, "Please don’t be angry, okay? Xu Su, it was my fault. You can punish however you want, just don’t give the cold shoulder."

The nearby buildings were all subsidized housing from the textile factory. Although Xu Su was usually either at school or in the countryside and rarely seen by the neighbors, she was unusually beautiful and extrely eye-catching.

Many of Xu Weiguo and his wife’s colleagues had a deep impression of her.

It was now after work hours, and acquaintances from the textile factory would appear from ti to ti. Seeing Xu Su being coaxed by a young man with such outstanding looks and bearing, their gazes grew curious.

Since she wouldn’t be staying here for long anyway, Xu Su couldn’t be bothered with the strange looks from others. When they reached her front door, Xu Su reached out for her luggage bag.

Zhou Mochen looked down at her. He had been apologizing the entire way, but it had been completely useless. He couldn’t help but sigh. "Are you really this angry? Xu Su, have you sentenced to death?"

Xu Su’s head shot up to look at him, afraid he was about to lose his mind again.

Zhou Mochen handed her the luggage bag, leaning in close. "Lay out the terms. What will it take for you to forgive ?"

They were right outside her door, with her parents just on the other side. Acquaintances from the factory might pass by in the hallway at any mont. Xu Su really didn’t want to argue with him here.

She took the bag and said quickly, "Just stay away from . The farther, the better."

Zhou Mochen’s face slowly fell. He watched her quietly. "I can’t do that. Xu Su, don’t make things difficult."

Xu Su clenched her jaw, wishing she could kick him to death. ’Just who is making things difficult for whom?’

Seething with hatred, she ground out through her teeth, "What in the world do you want?"

Zhou Mochen froze. Not daring to provoke her further, he lowered his gaze in compromise. "I don’t want anything, Susu. Just don’t ignore . Go on inside and eat. I’ll take you back to school this afternoon."

A familiar sense of powerlessness washed over her. Xu Su shot him a glance and went into her ho.

The three mbers of the Xu Family had probably just finished dinner. Chen Shulan was clearing the table while Xu Weiping sat leisurely on the sofa, watching TV with his son.

Xu Su and Zhou Mochen hadn’t been speaking loudly, and with the cartoon Xu Yang loved playing in the Xu family’s living room, Xu Weiping and his wife had no idea what was happening right outside their door. They were both startled to see Xu Su return.

Chen Shulan stopped clearing the dishes and ca over to greet her, taking her luggage. "Finally decided to co ho?" she said with a smile. "If you hadn’t co back soon, your dad and I were thinking of bringing you so clothes. The weather’s getting colder and colder. Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold in that thin jacket?"

Her voice was full of concern, playing the part of a loving mother to perfection.

Unfortunately, Xu Su was in a terrible mood and had no desire to act out this drama of a deep mother-daughter bond with her. She gave a simple "Mhm" and said nothing more.

Xu Weiping had recently been promoted to workshop supervisor and was basking in his success. Seeing his dear daughter return, his face lit up with joy. He directed his wife, "Quick, go make another dish for Susu. How can she eat leftovers? By the way, is there still rice in the pot?"

Chen Shulan glanced at her husband and said with a mock pout, "There’s rice. You know I save so for Susu every weekend, just in case there isn’t enough when she cos back."

After subtly showing off her attentiveness, she turned back to Xu Su with a smile. "You haven’t eaten at school, have you? Mom will go stir-fry another dish for you. You go pack the things you need to take back to school. The food will be ready soon, I’ll co get you when it is."

’Any outsider would probably think this was such a warm and loving ho...’

"..." Xu Su’s head was throbbing. She didn’t want to say another word, so she just nodded and went to her room.

The room’s furnishings were just as they had been before she left for school, and the sheets had been changed to a clean set.

Xu Su sat at her desk, picked up a small mirror, and silently stared at her reflection, her expression gloomy.

Her lips were still slightly red and swollen. Xu Su placed the mirror face down on the desk with a blank expression, then fell backward onto her bed and closed her eyes to think.

She was fed up with Zhou Mochen’s domineering and unreasonable behavior, and she also hated herself for her fear and apprehension of him...

’In this life, Grandma won’t have an accident. I won’t have to beg him for money like I did in my last life. So why can’t I get rid of him?’