Mi ex se volvió loco tras la ruptura

Capítulo 21

As soon as I entered, a dashing and unrestrained handsome man came up to me, and his first words were a slightly disgruntled teasing remark.

Feng Zi recognized him and knew that he was the protagonist of today's event—Zhuo Hua, the CEO of Zhuo's Group. She also knew that he was a good friend of Fang Weiyang and Pei Zaiyu.

"Hello, Mr. Zhuo," she said with a smile.

"Oh, who is this?"

Zhuo Hua turned his head slightly and discovered that there was a beautiful woman standing beside him, and his eyes immediately lit up with amazement.

"Hey little 'flower,' I heard your uncle and aunt said they're going to hold your engagement ceremony today, and maybe even consummate your marriage later, so the old folks can finally have their grandchild. Tsk tsk, how come you, the dutiful son and soon-to-be groom, still have the leisure to wander around here? Aren't you afraid of missing your auspicious wedding night?" While quickly pulling Fengzi into her arms to protect her, she viciously swung her knife at his weak spot. Who told this brat Zhuo to dare covet his woman!

Sure enough, Zhuo Hua's handsome face turned pale and then red after hearing his words.

Those who know him well know that he hates it when people pronounce his name unclearly, because it sounds like "flower." On the other hand, his womanizing and philandering are also major flaws. He is naturally unrestrained and never truly gives his heart to a woman, while his parents frequently pressure him to get married, just to have a grandson. This makes him feel like he is no different from a stud, which infuriates him even more.

Fang Weiyang had committed both offenses, clearly a deliberate provocation, so how could he not be furious? But he was no pushover either; with a slight shift in his gaze, he composed himself and returned to his usual polite and refined demeanor.

"When did Vice President Fang start cherishing a woman so much? I've heard that your vice president and your boss have a close relationship. What, when did you change your 'sexual interests'? You won't even let me celebrate for you?" As he spoke, he not only put his hand intimately on Fang Weiyang's shoulder, but also winked at him with his flirtatious eyes.

Just as Fang Weiyang was angrily preparing to shake him off, Feng Zi, who had been nestled in his arms watching the show, suddenly spoke up: "Are you jealous?"

What?! He's jealous?! There's no way he'd be jealous of that idiot Yang!

"What did you say?!" He stared at her in disbelief, his sharp eyes narrowing, his usual frivolous image completely gone, replaced by a stern and fierce demeanor.

"Otherwise, why do you keep flirting with him and desperately slander him and President Pei!" Feng Zi said confidently, completely disregarding his threats.

"Good heavens!" When did he ever throw... uh, flirt with Yang?

Zhuo Hua groaned in frustration, rubbing his forehead. He finally knew who she was. She was Yang's tigress assistant, who never took them seriously, because only she dared to speak to him like that and treat his prized charm like garbage.

"Laugh if you want to, or you'll suffocate and bring me bad luck!" Zhuo Hua glanced at his disloyal friend with annoyance, feeling utterly disgusted by his snickering.

He snorted coldly, adhering to the principle of "sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone" in friendship, and raised an eyebrow, giving a wicked smile. He said flippantly, "Yang, don't say I didn't warn you. A few days ago, I went to Japan and your father invited me to his home for a drink. I met someone there who is still hung up on you. Her infatuation is so intense that even I, an outsider, couldn't help but shed a tear for her. And today..."

Standing aside, too lazy to listen to their bickering, she looked around boredly, almost wanting to sigh in frustration at the sight of the elegantly dressed, fragrant crowd. Suddenly, a figure hurrying along with their head down caught her attention, and she happily went forward to greet the acquaintance.

"Miss Tian..." Seeing that the other person didn't seem to hear her, she raised her voice and called again, "Miss Tian... Miss Tian Xin..."

The woman who had been called to stop had no choice but to halt, looking up and forcing a smile, her beautiful face betraying barely concealed panic. "Is there something you need, Miss Feng?"

"I...I'm fine."

I had intended to ask about her daughter's recent situation. But seeing her flustered expression, I swallowed the words I was about to say and remained silent, my composure trembling.

Zhuo Hua, who was talking to Fang Weiyang, suddenly shuddered. He quickly turned his head to look at them, his burning gaze fixed on Tian Xin, who was talking to Feng Zi.

Feeling uneasy, she noticed his gaze, let out a soft gasp, and without bothering to say goodbye to Feng Zi or maintain proper manners, she lifted the hem of her long dress and turned to flee.

Zhuo Hua's expression turned cold, he cursed under his breath, and then... abandoned all the guests in the room and ran after them.

What... what kind of situation is this?

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You've gotten yourself into trouble!

Fang Weiyang, who was the first to recover from his daze, stroked his chin with one hand and intimately put his arm around her bare shoulder with the other, and said with a grin.

If there is any woman in this world who can influence Zhuo, then besides his mother who gave birth to him, it is the woman from five years ago.

"Huh?" Feng Zi, still reeling from her shock, instinctively looked up at her blankly.

"Don't understand? It's okay, we just need to wait and watch the show." Taking the opportunity to steal a kiss on her cheek, Fang Weiyang happily pulled her to stand beside him.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Zhuo Hua returned in a rage and strode directly to them... no, to her.

"Do you know her?" he asked, his face filled with malice.

"No..." Feng Zi instinctively wanted to deny it, but his cold glance made her immediately take a half-step back in fright. Good heavens, she never knew he could be so intimidating, but... she mustered her courage and asked, "You... have a grudge against her?"

Too anxious to speak, Zhuo Hua's eyes flashed with a cold light. He took a step forward, but received a warning glance from his friend Fang Weiyang, so he had to stop.

"No!" he said through gritted teeth.

"Oh." Knowing he wouldn't lie, Fengzi finally felt relieved, but her curiosity was burning fiercely. "Then who is she...?"

"You..." Knowing that he didn't need her to get the information, Zhuo Hua had a burning desire for an answer. He had been tormented for five years and couldn't wait any longer.

"Ex-wife!" he muttered.

"Ex-wife?!" Feng Zi gasped in shock, opened her mouth, then closed it for a few seconds before saying, "I'm not familiar with Tian Xin, but I know her daughter."

"She has a daughter?" Zhuo Hua's face darkened.

“Yes, she’s already five years old, such a cute little thing. Last time she got lost, my son…” Feng Zi was getting into her story when Zhuo Hua grabbed her arm and abruptly interrupted her.

"She's five years old? What's her name?" He asked, his expression flustered and conflicted.

"Yes, her name is Tian Tian, we all call her: Sweetie."

"Sweet..."

After suddenly letting go, Zhuo Hua was stunned for a few seconds, and a strange, silly smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Hey, don't say I'm not loyal to my brothers. If you don't wake up now, forget about your daughter, you might even have to remarry." Fang Weiyang patted his shoulder and teased him with a half-smile.

Coming to his senses, Zhuo Hua listened carefully and, as expected, his parents were announcing his engagement to someone from the Liu Group... Oh well, who cares who she is!