92. When You Stare into the AbyssRecycling Station.
“Your methods are more ingenious than I imagined.” After hanging up the phone, Lin Wu Ju pondered, “In just a few words, right and wrong are reversed, black and white are inverted, and Zhao Meng Sheng has become the one at fault.”
“Don’t you like it?” Wen Han put away her phone and tucked away the item she was holding, “I’ve accepted this thing.”
Lin Wu Ju smiled faintly, spreading his palm as the item returned to his hand.
“Huh?!” Wen Han immediately checked and found that the item she had hidden was gone, “What kind of magic is this?”
“This item belongs to the Recycling Station and cannot be possessed by either of us.” Lin Wu Ju slowly sat down without answering, “What do you plan to do next? Let them fight each other to the death?”
“…… First, I need to stabilize Zhao Meng Sheng.”
For the first time, she realized the difficulty of fighting on two fronts and genuinely felt Su Zeheng’s obstruction.
As Wen Han felt defeat, her fighting spirit reignited.
“No one… will escape my grasp!”
A ball of black flame instantly occupied her eyes.
Wen Han grinned, causing Lin Wu Ju beside her to nod in satisfaction, revealing a mysterious smile.
……
On the other side.
After getting out of the car and contacting the car-selling agent, Zhou Bin returned to his home.
However, when he reached the door, he stopped and furrowed his brow at the figure before him: “Hmm? You are that…”
“Su Zeheng.” Su Zeheng stood up from leaning against the door, “Zhou Bin, do you truly think you have feelings for Wen Han now?”
Zhou Bin furrowed his brows tightly: “What nonsense!”
“Are you afraid to answer?”
“What is there to be afraid of?” Zhou Bin was furious, “Of course, I truly care for her!”
“You feel moved and guilty because she accompanied you during your low points, right?”
In an instant, he was struck in the heart; Zhou Bin glanced away, “What does that have to do with you?”
“Do you remember? Many years ago, when you were poor and destitute, there was a woman who silently accompanied and supported you, until…” Su Zeheng suddenly raised his head, “you betrayed her!”
“……”
A hint of panic flashed in his eyes.
Zhou Bin abruptly took a few steps back, his pupils dilated.
If it were the old him, he would have only felt anger at Su Zeheng’s words, thinking it was unreasonable, without feeling any real emotions.
But now, having fallen to rock bottom, he could genuinely feel that sentiment.
Memories suddenly surged to the forefront of his mind.
He looked around helplessly, finally turning into a ball of fury: “What the hell do you want?!”
“Life is very short.” Su Zeheng shook his head and sighed, “Do you think your past self was wrong?”
“No! I don’t make any mistakes! I won’t!”
“…” With a hint of hostility appearing in his eyes, Su Zeheng took a deep breath, “Xu Fang doesn’t have much time left.”
“…!” Zhou Bin’s head suddenly jerked up, hesitating for a few seconds, “I don’t have time to deal with that woman right now!”
“Are you still stubbornly refusing to understand?”
“Who are you to lecture me?!” Zhou Bin sneered, “What are you even worth?!!”
“…”
Su Zeheng fell silent, merely watching intently.
After a moment, he nodded slightly: “Very well. If you possess even a shred of kindness, you will eventually awaken. If you are filled only with malice… then it is merely your own doing.”
Su Zeheng was never “foolishly loyal,” nor was he rigid.
He cast a faint glance at Zhou Bin and turned to leave.
“…” Zhou Bin gritted his teeth, glaring at his departure.
But the words suddenly resurfaced in his mind.
“I won’t be wrong! No way… no way! I already have Wen Han, how could an old woman compare to her?”
He shook his head, suddenly revealing a cold smile: “Haha! I remembered, this must be Xu Fang’s scheme! Hahaha… it seems Su Zeheng is the actor she hired! To get my money, she’s really going all out!”
With a snort, Zhou Bin rushed forward and slammed the door shut.
……
“Everything has returned to square one.”
Back at home, Wen Han, dressed lightly, sat on the sofa, enveloped in darkness.
“Letting Zhao Meng Sheng and Zhou Bin kill each other… is probably not feasible anymore.”
It’s not that it couldn’t be done, but the time required would be far too long… she no longer had the patience to drag it on like this.
Moreover, Su Zeheng would undoubtedly intervene, and who knows what complications might arise!
“The situation… is far more difficult than I imagined.”
Taking a sharp breath, Wen Han fell into contemplation.
First, Zhou Bin has completely fallen in love with me; I don’t need to worry about that.
As for Zhao Meng Sheng… I’ve successfully provoked his guilt and self-doubt; bringing him back should be no problem.
But how do I reclaim these two dirty souls that want to toy with me?
“Forget it, what am I worrying about?”
After a while, she smiled easily.
“One day of happiness is worth it; I couldn’t care less! Anyway, it’s Lin Wu Ju who’ll be scolded for poor performance, not me!”
I’m just a worker; if the job difficulty is too high, I might as well slack off!
Yawning, she casually went to her room to “sleep soundly.”
……
Though she said she didn’t care, Wen Han’s sleep quality that night was still not great.
Early the next morning, she woke up to see a dense array of missed calls from Zhao Meng Sheng.
As she pondered, her phone vibrated once again.
“… This is what you brought upon yourself.”
With a cold smile on her face, Wen Han switched states and answered the call.
“Wen Han!!!” Zhao Meng Sheng exclaimed with joy, “You finally decided to answer!”
“Why are you calling me?”
“I… I want to talk about what happened yesterday.”
“There’s nothing to discuss.” Wen Han forced a smile, “We never had any relationship… I’ll return the ring to you another day.”
“Don’t! Don’t give it back!” Zhao Meng Sheng hurriedly interjected, “Wen Han, I believe you! I believe this is just a misunderstanding!”
“… No need.” Wen Han replied coldly, “Zhao Meng Sheng, let’s not contact each other in the future.”
She effortlessly hung up the phone.
When facing more significant matters, people often overlook other “small things.”
Zhao Meng Sheng’s sunk costs prevented him from letting go, making him believe he truly loved her.
So when he was on the brink of losing her, he would undoubtedly go mad.
Because he was that sort of person, proud, jealous, and unwilling to accept defeat; that was also his reason for pursuing her.
He didn’t love her; he merely sought to reclaim his past grievances and regrets.
Or perhaps it was that he was lustful, craving her body, wanting to keep her as his free bedmate like in his youth.
But let’s not forget.
When you stare into the abyss, the abyss also stares back at you.
“… Time’s about right.”
Her watch reminded her that Little Yuan was about to go to school.
As a good mother, Wen Han got up to prepare breakfast in the kitchen, only to catch her first glance at the rice cooker, which lay in pieces.
“Ugh…” She approached thoughtfully, picking up a part to weigh it, “Uncle, you’re really a difficult guy! Looks like I need to make you fall for me quickly, and it has to be a love so intense that you’d even betray your organization for me.”
The wicked woman Wen Han plotted evilly.
