Classmate Li Zhuangsheng doesn’t want to be reborn

"Jiang Qing, do you think what I'm thinking is right?" Hu Mengdie asked.

Xie Jiangqing remained silent, then scratched her face again. Her heart felt as if it had sunk to the bottom of the sea, and she was suffocating under the pressure there.

"Yes, you're right," Xie Jiangqing said softly. "You've grown up. It's really good that you can think this way."

"Then why do you look... a little unhappy? Did I say something wrong?"

"No, no." Xie Jiangqing waved her hand weakly. She tried to force a smile, but couldn't manage it. "It's fine. I support you."

"Yes, yes, I can't let myself get down like this. I can't always rely on him. I have to work hard too!" Hu Mengdie nodded repeatedly. "I'm going to work tomorrow. He gave them two months' salary. They definitely won't be angry that I took the past few days off! I feel like Shi Liru likes to gossip. Since I haven't been to work these past few days, she'll probably be talking badly about me to other people again!"

Hu Mengdie kept babbling on and on in front of Xie Jiangqing, but Xie Jiangqing couldn't listen to a word she said.

She desperately wanted to grab Hu Mengdie and demand an explanation: how did you come to this conclusion? But none of that mattered anymore.

Li Zhuangsheng might not like Hu Mengdie yet, but judging from Hu Mengdie's current state, if she took the initiative, Li Zhuangsheng would definitely be attracted to her. Not to mention, Hu Mengdie is already his wife; their being together would be a natural progression.

She shook her head, feeling a little like crying.

"I'm going back now..." Xie Jiangqing's voice was low.

"Oh, didn't you just arrive?"

"I was just passing by. I have a blind date later." Xie Jiangqing made up a story without turning her head. "You should rest. If you're not feeling well, you can rest for a few more days."

"it is good……"

Hu Mengdie watched Xie Jiangqing leave with a strange expression. She didn't know why Xie Jiangqing had suddenly lost her spirits. She felt that Xie Jiangqing's talk about blind dates seemed like a lie. But she just couldn't understand why. She had already apologized and promised to listen to her, so why was Xie Jiangqing unhappy?

……

"What are you doing?" Li Zhuangsheng asked in surprise as he held the fruit platter and saw Xie Jiangqing about to leave. "Aren't you staying tonight?"

"I still have something to do."

"Is it in such a hurry? Even if you're not staying, there's no need to leave so early."

"Shut up, you liar!" Xie Jiangqing glared at Li Zhuangsheng in shame and anger, put on her shoes, and slammed the door shut.

"What...what did I do?"

Li Zhuangsheng stared in disbelief, looked down at the fruit platter, which was barely recognizable in shape, and hesitated.

At this moment, Hu Mengdie also came out of the room: "What's wrong with Jiang Qing?"

Li Zhuangsheng also felt wronged: "I don't know."

"Did you make her angry?" they both asked in unison. Then Hu Mengdie couldn't help but laugh, and Li Zhuangsheng also chuckled awkwardly.

"Is this the fruit you're going to cut for me?" Hu Mengdie asked.

"Ah...right, Mengke isn't home today, and Xie Jiangqing brought a big bag of fruit...so I tried to cut it, but I didn't cut it very well...do you want some?"

"I'll take it!" Hu Mengdie nodded and took it, then looked up and smiled. "You seem to know how to cook, that's amazing!"

"I might have known a little before, but I've forgotten it all now," Li Zhuangsheng said with a dry laugh, scratching his head. "And I didn't cut it well either, it looks awful." "Don't talk about yourself like that. Fruit is for eating, not just for looking at," Hu Mengdie said, picking up a piece with a toothpick. "Why don't you have some?"

Li Zhuangsheng took a small step back and mumbled incoherently, "No, I won't eat it, cough cough... I, I ate a lot when I was cutting it."

"Oh, I see." Hu Mengdie smiled. "Thank you, then I'll take it!"

"Oh, okay... It was already for you anyway..."

Hu Mengdie's smile was indeed very beautiful. Li Zhuangsheng couldn't help but think of that video again, Hu Mengdie's shy and smiling face.

"Brother Qi~ Brother Qi~"

Li Zhuangsheng pursed his lips and muttered sarcastically to himself.

Hu Mengdie went to work as usual the next day. Li Zhuangsheng took out the divorce receipt at home, checked the time, and saw that there were less than two days left.

Actually, Li Zhuangsheng wanted to get a divorce as soon as possible. But now his relationship with Hu Mengdie was awkward, and she even knew about his affair with Hu Mengke. Was it really appropriate for him to urge her to get a divorce like this... making him seem disrespectful and impatient to do something?

But things can change if we wait too long. If we get the divorce certificate sooner, he and Hu Mengke can be legally married sooner, right?
Perhaps there's no need for me to worry about this; maybe Hu Mengdie is also counting down the days to get a divorce!
Yeah, I'm a total scumbag who cheated on her with her sister, so I deserve to be kicked to the curb!

Thinking of this, Li Zhuangsheng felt relieved and waited for Hu Mengdie to call him to get a divorce.

He went out for a stroll, sat down at Zhang Qixiang's liquor store, then strolled home, played some games for a while, and then logged out.

He already had 30,000 words in his manuscript, which should have been enough to publish a book. But when it came time to actually publish it, he felt uneasy. He seemed a little nervous, like a duck being forced onto a shelf.

Is he really going to release a book? If he doesn't, it can be considered that he's on leave. Once he starts updating, he'll be updating regularly from now on.

Am I really ready to take my place and do his job?

Despite his arrogance and confidence in front of Li Xiuyu, believing that his strength should be at the platinum level, and fantasizing about chatting and laughing with Tang Jia San Shao and Tian Can Tu Dou at the Yuewen Annual Meeting in the future... he was also vaguely worried about what would happen if things didn't go as planned.
Can I truly satisfy others?
Li Zhuangsheng scratched his head, staring at the draft, unable to make a decision.

"If you lack confidence, then revise it again." Li Xiuyu's indifferent voice rang out from behind.

"It's not that I lack confidence, it's just that I want to strive for perfection!" Li Zhuangsheng seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, or as if he had found a way out.

"What you wrote has nothing to do with striving for excellence."

"I think it's because people nowadays have too high expectations for the update frequency of online novels!" Li Zhuangsheng said sullenly. "Look, when Qian Zhongshu was writing 'Fortress Besieged,' he only wrote five hundred words a day!"

"As long as you can write 'Fortress Besieged,' you can write as few as a hundred words a day."

"Tch, that's a piece of cake for me..." Li Zhuangsheng scoffed, opened the writer's assistant, and began to revise the content he had written after losing his memory.

"How's it going with you and Hu Mengdie?" Li Xiuyu asked lazily, lying on the bed.

"What do you mean, how about it?" Li Zhuangsheng asked casually.

"She forgives you?"

"I don't know, she didn't mention it... but she ate the fruit I cut yesterday, so she probably understands a little and doesn't hate me that much." (End of Chapter)