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Lin HaomingAfter hearing me mention breaking up, he exploded like a Qiuqiu oon, constantly calling me. If he couldn't reach me on WeChat, he would call my phone, making my phone vibrate non-stop.
I rejected all his calls and didn't respond to his pressing questions on WeChat. I only sent a message saying, "I don't want to say more. Let's part on good terms. If you need the things you left at my place, I can send them to your workplace. If not, I'll just throw them away, including the engagement ring you gave me yesterday. We don't need to see each other again."
"What do you mean by parting on good terms? I proposed yesterday, and today you want to break up? Shouldn't I ask a few more questions?"
"Nana, we've known each other for fifteen years, and we both know how much we love each other. If I've done anything to upset you, you can tell me, and I'll make it right..."
"Nana, we're both adults now... Of course, you'll always be a child to me, and I'll tolerate all your temper, but it's not rational to just break up when you're angry."
I looked coldly at Lin Haoming's nonsense, but one thing he said struck a chord with me: we both know how much we love each other. Lin Haoming knows he has never loved me, he has only been using me, even willing to buy my life for five million. And now, I also know clearly what kind of person he is, and even clearer that my love for him has fallen to the eighteenth level of hell.
Lin HaomingI waited a long time for your reply, tore off the mask of the gentleman, and started to panic, "Have you cheated on me? Did you hook up with another man while I wasn't around?"
Bro, do you not know who's cheating in your heart? You've even learned to be the first to complain. I rolled my eyes to the sky.
After he sent this message, his tone inexplicably softened, "Nana, I know you're not that kind of person. I was just too anxious for a moment... I really want to know why you want to break up with me. What did I do wrong?"
I'm too lazy to explain to him, after all, I know about his affair from the chat records with the other woman, just like the insurance fraud. Currently, I don't have any other evidence, although his affair is already a sure thing, just confronting him with the chat records, he probably won't admit it.
As a professional in handling public relations events, I deeply understand how important sufficient evidence is in confrontation.
Another reason is... I was able to open his phone, relying on mind reading. In case Lin Haoming keeps pestering me about how I knew his phone password, I can't explain that either.
Forget it, I might as well use the usual breakup lines for couples, "I don't have feelings for you anymore, there's no love left."
I'll just play the role of a scumbag girl. As long as I can break up and stay away from this dangerous man who kills his wife for insurance fraud, I don't mind sacrificing my reputation a little.
I was originally waiting for the bus to go home at the bus stop. When I replied to Lin Haoming, the bus arrived, so I lowered my head to look at my phone and queued up to get on the bus. There happened to be a busy commercial area nearby, so there were quite a few people getting on and off the bus.
Suddenly, my shoulder was bumped by someone. Before I could react, my phone fell to the ground with a bang, and the screen shattered into pieces. Since discovering Lin Haoming's affair and his wife's murder for insurance fraud, I had been holding back my emotions, not shedding a single tear. Even though I had to let go of a fifteen-year relationship, I pretended to be strong and indifferent. Now, looking at my phone with a black screen on the ground, all my emotions surged up, and tears fell like a torrential rain.
I buried my head and cried for a long time, so long that the people at the bus stop disappeared. However, one person had been silently standing next to me, not leaving. All the negative emotions flowed out with the tears, and my emotions gradually calmed down. I glanced at the shoes next to me from the corner of my eye, confirming that their owner was the person who had just bumped into my shoulder.
He hit someone and didn't even say sorry, just stood next to me laughing. Well, he's unlucky to have met me! I stood up aggressively, but due to crouching for too long, my head lacked blood supply and I staggered a few steps. The person in front of me quickly supported me, preventing me from ending up like a dropped phone. When the blackness in front of my eyes disappeared, I focused on the hand holding my arm. His actions told me that he cared about me.
But before I could further probe his thoughts, he released me as if he had been shocked. I slowly lifted my gaze and finally stopped at his face. He was quite tall and straight, a clean and refreshing-looking man. Probably not very old, his face still carried a faint youthful feeling, maybe he's a college student. His peach blossom eyes looking at me were clear and bright, upon closer inspection, they carried a hint of urgency and concern.
Worrying doesn't matter. Even if your parents didn't teach you, should you apologize when you hit someone? It's okay if they didn't teach you, I'll fulfill your father's duty today.
"Forget about compensating for the phone, shouldn't you apologize immediately after hitting someone? Can you be handsome and rude at the same time..." I started a long speech, words bursting out of my mouth like a machine gun.
The man in front of me was first stunned for a moment, then a look of embarrassment quickly appeared on his handsome face, and his pale pink lips pressed tightly together. His hand occasionally pointed to his ear and mouth, making other gestures that I couldn't understand.
After he repeated it many times, I suddenly realized that he was a deaf-mute individual. I felt a great sense of guilt in my heart. How could I make a deaf-mute brother apologize... He saw the ever-changing expression on my face and understood that I had grasped his meaning, so he stopped what he was doing.
At this moment, I wish I could find a crack in the ground to hide in. I just accused a deaf-mute individual for so long... They really can't speak, and it's really my fault!
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