I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 21 - 0 Sorry

21: 021 Sorry

21: 021 Sorry

“Who are you?”

Someone was ready to enjoy an exciting intimate scene; however, its interruption immediately sparked displeasure.

Had the intruder not been a girl who was also fairly attractive, restraint may have given way to a bout of cursing.

“It’s the sister-in-law!”

Indeed.

The person who had pushed open the door was Ai Qian.

Not everyone in the private room recognized her, but there were those who had seen her before.

“Sister-in-law, you’re here; please, take a seat.”

Ai Qian ignored the flattering voice, staring straight at Liang Zhenlun and Zhao Ning’er, still in each other’s embrace.

She clenched her fists tightly, fury within her escalating beyond measure.

Being boyfriend and girlfriend, it was one thing not to tell her about his birthday.

But to be cuddling with another girl, whispering sweet nothings—that wasn’t the worst of it.

Had she not walked in when she did, they might have already begun a lurid spectacle!

After a moment’s stupor, Liang Zhenlun finally, without any panic, released his hold on Zhao Ning’er.

Zhao Ning’er hastily stepped back, awkwardly fixing her hair.

Caught red-handed by his official girlfriend, Liang Zhenlun showed not a hint of shame.

Composed, he dusted off his clothes and even had the gall to ask with a slight frown, “Why did you come?”

Ai Qian noted the peculiar gazes of the others in the room.

Humiliation and rage gnawed at her like ants, consuming her from within.

While she longed to explode in anger, to curse at the scumbag, she was aware that doing so would lead to her being mercilessly discarded.

She wasn’t ready for a breakup.

“I came to celebrate your birthday with you.”

Ai Qian forced a smile, summoning immense willpower to contain all her negative emotions as if she had seen nothing.

Admirable, yet also pitiable.

Liang Zhenlun’s brow remained furrowed.

Clearly, he was not welcoming of his girlfriend’s presence.

But with so many onlookers, as a man, he couldn’t simply kick her out.

He suppressed his irritation and gestured with his hand.

“Take a seat.”

Ai Qian couldn’t figure out how she managed to sit down.

Her heart numbed as she mechanically responded with smiles and nods to the insincere greetings around her.

It was her boyfriend’s birthday, yet she felt out of place, and her arrival seemed to have dampened the mood, making her the disruptor.

Seeing Liang Zhenlun not even attempting to speak to her, Ai Qian started to regret having listened to Wei Chuyin’s advice to brave the rain and come here tonight.

Was it really the right decision?

“Zhen Lun, why don’t we sing a song together?”

Since she was here, she had to achieve a result.

She had humiliated herself by showing up uninvited, all to mend the relationship with her boyfriend.

So even though Liang Zhenlun was indifferent, she didn’t take offense.

Instead, she tried to please him, taking feminine gentleness to the extreme.

“Bro Liang, you sure know how to keep your house in order.”

One of Liang Zhenlun’s drinking buddies silently gave him a thumbs up.

Liang Zhenlun appeared indifferent, but deep down, he felt quite smug.

Yet he was not willing to forgive Ai Qian that easily and casually said, “My throat’s sore; you sing on your own.”

Ai Qian’s smile stiffened as she felt her dignity being trampled upon.

“Sis Ai, let’s sing.”

Feeling sympathy, a girl picked up the microphone, offering Ai Qian a way out.

After singing a song, Ai Qian, barely able to breathe, used visiting the restroom as an excuse to step out.

Liang Zhenlun, engrossed in his dice game with his rowdy friends, didn’t even glance at her.

In the corridor, Ai Qian walked like a zombie, her heart chilled to the core.

As she passed by another room, a server happened to come out just as she approached, lost in thought.

She didn’t notice and bumped into him.

“I’m sorry, are you okay?”

The waiter, dressed in a small jacket, was quick to react, catching Ai Qian before she could fall. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

As their eyes met, the stupefied Ai Qian’s gaze flickered, and like ripples on a stagnant pond, she slowly regained her composure.

“Jiang…Chen?”

Jiang Chen was just as surprised to see Ai Qian there, but he was duty-bound.

After making sure she had regained her balance, he quickly let go.

“Please be careful.”

With that, he was ready to leave.

“Wait!”

Ai Qian instinctively grabbed his wrist without a second thought.

“Why are you here?”

“I work here.”

It was then that Ai Qian noticed the small suit he was wearing, and her heart skipped a beat.

Of course, she knew that Jiang Chen often took part-time jobs off-campus, but she had never cared to find out where or what he did.

Those memories considered worthless, like old photos scattered by the wind, started to resurface in her mind.

At this very moment.

She suddenly realized how sincere and precious Jiang Chen’s feelings for her had been.

“I’m sorry.”

Ai Qian’s voice trembled as she looked at the youth who had once shared everything with her, tears sparkling in her eyes.

This time, there were no pretenses.

Just moments ago in that private room, she was like a clown, utterly devoid of dignity.

How similar was it to the Jiang Chen who once stood before her?

Finally empathizing, tears rolled down Ai Qian’s cheeks, and as they streamed down gently, she whispered, repeating once more,

“Really, I’m sorry.”

“Everything I did before was voluntary, and I’ve said it, between us, there’s no need for apologies,” Jiang Chen replied, slowly pulling away her hand as he stood to one side.

“I still have work to do, please excuse me.”

His footsteps gradually faded.

Ai Qian raised her hand, wanting to grasp, but it fell powerlessly midway.

She turned around to watch his not-so-sturdy but resolute figure disappear at the end of the corridor, crying and laughing as if in a frenzy.

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“Young Master Liang, the sister-in-law has been gone for a while; do you want to go check on her?”

Hearing his friends’ reminder, Liang Zhenlun looked around and realized that his girlfriend indeed hadn’t returned.

Though the security at V Club was strong, in such a place, the unexpected could happen.

“I’ll go take a look.”

Liang Zhenlun, reluctantly, was about to search for her when Ai Qian walked in, safe and sound.

It seemed she had washed her face; the exquisite makeup was gone, revealing a different kind of innocent charm with her bare face, which stood out brilliantly against the smoky atmosphere of the private room.

Even Liang Zhenlun was taken aback for a moment.

Ai Qian smiled at him.

Liang Zhenlun composed himself, his voice more even, and with some concern, he asked, “Are you feeling unwell?”

“I’m fine.”

Ai Qian shook her head.

Aside from a slightly hoarse voice, she seemed very normal, sensibly telling him, “You keep having fun.”

Liang Zhenlun sensed something was off with her, but couldn’t pinpoint what exactly.

Not wanting to think too hard, he nodded indifferently.

“Order whatever you want to eat or drink.”

This didn’t sound like the care from a boyfriend to his girlfriend, but rather like a condescending act of—

Charity.

“Ding-dong…”

Liang Zhenlun’s phone rang.

He pulled it out and answered.

A charming voice came through.

“Young Master Liang, which private room?

We’re here already.”