Chapter 0810: Causing a Scene

In the movie *Flipped*, it says that some people live in high-rise buildings, some live in deep ditches, some shine brilliantly, and some are covered in rust.

But the truth is that those who live in high-rise buildings and seem to shine brilliantly are merely hiding their own rust neatly.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Zheng Yao's expression froze instantly.

Dong Chenxi was stunned, never expecting Zhao Fusheng to be so blunt, almost pointing at Zheng Yao's nose and cursing. Was this guy crazy? Although she didn't fully approve of what Zheng Yao was doing, Zheng Yao was not only their former teacher but also the company's general manager. Zhao Fusheng's lack of face-giving made her feel awkward.

"Um, well, General Zheng, Fusheng didn't mean anything else; he was also thinking of you," Dong Chenxi said, trying to smooth things over, even though inwardly she was grumbling and wanted to kick Zhao Fusheng out.

After all, they were all close, and she didn't want a small matter to create rifts between them.

To be honest, at this point, Zhao Fusheng should have taken the out Dong Chenxi offered. With his experience and cunning from two lifetimes, he knew that whatever he said was from an outsider's perspective and couldn't cover everything.

But the problem was, the more he knew, the more he didn't want Zheng Yao to suffer.

It wasn't meddling; it was because Zhao Fusheng genuinely hoped his friends could live happily, unshackled by past events.

With that thought, Zhao Fusheng glared at Dong Chenxi: "You don't need to speak for me. I'm against her going. What's there to say to someone like that? If you ask me, we should put a wreath at his door and piss them off!"

No doubt, the one marrying Zheng Yao's ex-boyfriend was that rich girl. Thinking of her attitude toward Zheng Yao before, Zhao Fusheng felt a chill.

Dong Chenxi, choked by Zhao Fusheng's retort, glared at him: "What are you coming at me for?"

"You're the same. Why didn't you stop Wang Zhen when he turned out like that?" Zhao Fusheng said irritably.

Dong Chenxi was taken aback, then her face dimmed slightly. She walked toward the door, stopped, turned back, and looked at Zhao Fusheng: "Even if we hadn't broken up then, we would have broken up later. If I had really married him, we'd probably be divorced by now. Do you believe me? If he had kept working on the website with you, he'd probably have even more girls around him now. Of course, if he had stayed faithful to me, he wouldn't be himself."

With that, she turned and left, but somehow, Zhao Fusheng thought he saw her eyes redden.

Zheng Yao was bewildered. Weren't they discussing her problem? Why had Dong Chenxi suddenly left so sadly, and it seemed she had even cried?

"She..." Zheng Yao blinked and asked Zhao Fusheng.

"Literary young women are made of water," Zhao Fusheng shrugged. "Touch them casually and they spill water everywhere. You'll get used to it."

Actually, he was also embarrassed now. He hadn't expected a casual remark to touch Dong Chenxi's wound. It seemed Wang Zhen's matter had hit her hard, more than she usually let on.

Zheng Yao wasn't a little girl. She felt something was off about Zhao Fusheng's words, but seeing his calm expression, she thought she might be overthinking.

Fortunately, this diversion eased the tension a bit.

"Well, I think you might have misunderstood. Who told you that going to the wedding means I'm admitting defeat?" Zheng Yao laughed and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then looked at Zheng Yao blankly: "What do you mean?"

"Just what I said," Zheng Yao said matter-of-factly. "Although I really want to send a wreath to that pair of bastards, I think that would make me look low-class. So when I received that woman's invitation, I decided I would dress up glamorously and go to their wedding to show them I'm doing well. I want that man to know it's not that I wasn't good enough, but that he was blind!"

After Zheng Yao's domineering speech, Zhao Fusheng was dumbfounded. After a long pause, he said hoarsely: "So you're not going to bless them, but to cause a scene?"

"Not exactly causing a scene?" Zheng Yao said innocently. "I just got the address of the hotel where they're getting married through connections. Don't worry, it won't delay company business. I plan to hold the company's annual appreciation banquet early, at the same hotel where they're getting married. Um, on the same day as their wedding."

Zhao Fusheng felt terrible. He couldn't imagine the expressions on the couple's faces when Zheng Yao appeared before them.

At that moment, Zhao Fusheng felt that Zheng Yao was not alone; Xiao Yan and Su Qin were channeling through her. Grand words like 'Don't bully the young and poor' and 'Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west' seemed to echo in his ears.

Imagine Zheng Yao appearing at the wedding banquet, not as a loser, but as the boss of an advertising company. The contrast would surely shock everyone.

But then Zhao Fusheng thought of a question. He looked at Zheng Yao curiously: "Don't they know about your business?"

This was strange. Although Zheng Yao's leaving school to start a business wasn't news, as long as those two had any sources of information, they should have known.

"It seems they really don't know. Those two left school directly back then, and I heard they don't keep in touch with old friends or classmates," Zheng Yao shook her head and chuckled. "I heard that woman was afraid he'd contact old friends. And he probably thought he'd climbed up to a rich family and didn't want old acquaintances who knew about us to bother him."

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then understood. In this era when communication wasn't very developed and most contact was through phone calls and letters, such things could indeed happen.

After all, when things like QQ and Moments come out, everyone's situation will be more transparent and public. It won't be so easy to keep others from knowing what you're doing.

One could only say that the development of the times always has its pros and cons.