Living Only For Myself: Make Those Who Hate Me Regret It-Chapter 115: How Long Will You Give Me the Cold Shoulder This Time?

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: How Long Will You Give Me the Cold Shoulder This Time?

The memory of his forceful, undeniable actions in the car brought back a persistent feeling of helpless struggle.

Xu Su’s eyes snapped open, a cold sneer on her face.

’Zhou Mochen, what’s so great about you? You really think you’re omnipotent.’

In that moment, Xu Su decided she would no longer be intimidated by Zhou Mochen’s presence. ’What’s there to be afraid of? Even when I was being cautious, he still pinned me down and kissed me.’

So what if she just got together with someone else? What could Zhou Mochen do about it?

Xu Su suddenly recalled her past life. There had been a boy in college who’d shown interest in her. What happened after that?

Not long after Zhou Mochen found out, that boy—who was quite a popular figure at school—knelt at her feet, sobbing and begging her to spare his family’s business.

That’s right. He was begging *Xu Su* to spare his family’s business.

At the time, Zhou Mochen had just been leaning against the doorframe, watching with a blank expression. He hadn’t said a word, but the sight sent a chill straight to Xu Su’s bones.

’Xi Zirong wouldn’t end up like that, would he?’

No matter how she tried, Xu Su just couldn’t picture the genius student kneeling and begging for mercy...

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After eating, around four in the afternoon, Xu Su packed up her winter clothes and left home.

Zhou Mochen’s car was parked not far from the subsidized housing complex. Seeing her walk out of the building, he worried she would take the bus again and quickly drove up in front of her.

He got out and opened the passenger door for her. "I’ll take you back to school."

Xu Su stood motionless. "I’ll take the bus myself. Zhou Mochen, you don’t need to drive me anymore from now on."

Zhou Mochen frowned. Just as he was about to speak, Xu Su cut him off with a raised hand.

Her tone was impatient. "Weren’t you asking how you could get me to forgive you? Stop bothering me. Stop forcing me into your car. Respect my thoughts and my choices. Can you do that?"

He pressed his lips together, pondering for a moment before asking, "For how long? How long are you going to give me the cold shoulder this time?"

Xu Su didn’t want to answer. As she turned to leave, he grabbed her wrist.

Zhou Mochen’s voice was low. "Make yourself clear before you go."

Being grabbed by him so suddenly again, Xu Su felt a surge of anger. She violently shook off his grip and yelled, "Zhou Mochen, I don’t want to hate you this much either, but have you ever thought about how there isn’t a single thing about you that isn’t detestable?"

"Are you incapable of understanding me? I don’t like you! I don’t like you! I don’t like you! Do you get it?"

People were coming and going nearby, and Xu Su didn’t want to prolong the scene. After saying her piece, she left the stunned Zhou Mochen standing there and walked away without a backward glance.

Other high schoolers might find the academic pressure too great, thinking that staying at school was dreary and depressing. But for Xu Su, it was the complete opposite. Only after returning to school did she feel her mind and body relax.

Compared to watching that couple at home put on a show of fake affection, compared to dealing with Zhou Mochen’s suffocating love, she would rather spend her days studying hard at school.

Xi Zirong had scored full marks in the rematch competition. According to the rules, he should have been recruited into the provincial team for a training camp to prepare for the national competition. However, after he spoke with Teacher Wu during Saturday’s evening self-study session, word got around the school that he wouldn’t be attending the provincial team’s training.

The students who heard the news couldn’t understand it. Countless competition participants worked their fingers to the bone just to get into the provincial team. How could Xi Zirong get a perfect score and just give up the opportunity?

And the school actually allowed it? 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Huang Feng and Qian Jia couldn’t understand it either. Acting on the principle that those closest get the gossip first, they brought up the topic when the three of them were eating together in the cafeteria.

Huang Feng was in Class 1 now, so aside from meals in the cafeteria and time in the dorm, she rarely had a chance to gossip with Xu Su and Qian Jia. She had only just heard the news about Xi Zirong not going to the provincial team that morning, and she was practically buzzing with excitement at lunch.

She wasn’t the patient type. She’d barely had two bites of her food before she couldn’t help but ask, "Why isn’t God Xi going to the provincial team? With his skills, he could probably even compete for the country. I can’t believe the school agreed to it."

Huang Feng was naturally asking Xu Su. She figured that besides the teachers, Xu Su was probably the only one who knew the real reason.

Qian Jia leaned in as well. "Everyone in class is saying God Xi didn’t want to go. They say he was afraid he wouldn’t get good results in the competition, which would be a waste of study time and affect his college entrance exam scores."

She had an expression that said, ’Who would believe that?’ "Forget the teachers, none of us students believe that reason. Would God Xi be worried about the college entrance exams? Most importantly, how could he not get good results in the competition? If he participated in the nationals, he could’ve gotten a direct university admission."

Huang Feng nodded in fervent agreement, then turned to Xu Su. "Susu, why isn’t God Xi going to the provincial team? Do you know?"

Her two friends stared at her in unison. Xu Su paused, mid-bite, feeling a little awkward.

She wondered if anyone would believe her if she told them the real reason: that Xi Zirong had only entered the competition for her sake, and now that she’d been eliminated, he was giving up his spot on the provincial team as well.

Personally, Xu Su thought that excuse was probably even less believable than Xi Zirong’s own reason about worrying it would affect his college entrance exam scores...

’Who would believe that God Xi, who seems like an untouchable ice prince, is actually a lovesick fool at heart!’

When Xu Su remained silent, Qian Jia couldn’t help but press her. "Susu, hurry up and tell us! We promise we won’t tell anyone."

’...’ ’Is it too late to say I don’t know?’

Seeing the expectant looks on her friends’ faces, Xu Su hesitated for a moment before finally coming up with a good explanation. "It’s probably because he wants to take the college entrance exam and claim the title of top scorer in N Province."

In fact, that was likely the very reason the school administration had so easily agreed to let him skip the provincial training camp.

Xi Zirong was a good card to have; any way you played him, it was an unbeatable hand.

The prestige of having the provincial top scorer was much more glorious for the school than any competition.

Suddenly, Huang Feng’s gaze shifted to somewhere behind Xu Su. A brilliant smile spread across her face. "Is it just like Susu said? God Xi?"

"....!" Xu Su whipped her head around, her eyes meeting Xi Zirong’s smiling ones.

He must have already eaten. He was holding a pack of yogurt drinks, about to commence his daily feeding routine, when he happened to overhear what Xu Su said.

Having the person in question overhear the excuse she’d just pulled out of thin air, Xu Su was overcome with a feeling of social death. She lowered her head and shoveled rice into her mouth, pretending not to see the yogurt Xi Zirong placed by her hand.

Then she heard the boy’s voice. "Mhm, Susu’s right. I want to take the college entrance exam."

Xu Su nearly choked. ’Since when did he start calling me Susu like Huang Feng and the others?’

A bottle of yogurt, with a straw already inserted, was handed to her.

"....." Xu Su took it, took a couple of sips, and went back to eating her rice.

Across from them, Qian Jia clicked her tongue. "Such attentive service, he even put the straw in for you. Who was it that said our God Xi was aloof?"

Huang Feng quickly chimed in, "Jiajia, do you remember last year when Susu described her type? You said back then that the class president was a perfect match, but Susu wouldn’t admit it. Tsk tsk tsk..."

After what happened last time, the two of them were completely convinced that Xu Su and Xi Zirong were a couple.

Xu Su didn’t bother explaining anymore. In fact, she was starting to think so herself.