CHAPTER 634: CHAPTER 634: NO NEED

As Zhou Weimin was sizing up Luo Yanqing, Luo Yanqing’s grandfather was sizing up Zhou Weimin.

Without much thought, he guessed who the person opposite him was.

"Li Bao..."

Zhou Weimin’s gaze returned to Kang Li, his eyes carrying a trace of pleading.

"What does Comrade Zhou want to say to me? Also, I hope not to hear you refer to me as ’Li Bao’ again," Kang Li’s expression remained indifferent, her beautiful, fox-like eyes showing no sign of emotional fluctuation.

"Li Bao, do you have to be like this? We grew up together. If we can’t be husband and wife, can’t we at least be friends?" Zhou Weimin’s eyes were full of hurt. "Not to mention I’ve always called you Li Bao, isn’t it the same with everyone else in our village?

Kang Li: "What you’re saying isn’t wrong, but I no longer want to hear you call me Li Bao, it’s not appropriate, don’t you think, Comrade Zhou? Moreover, my lover is standing right here, I don’t want him to misunderstand."

Zhou Weimin: "Li Bao, it was my fault we broke off the engagement, I want to apologize to you..."

Before he could continue, Kang Li cut him off, "There’s no need. Actually, I should thank you. Thank you for breaking off the engagement; otherwise, how could I have met such an outstanding man? Thank you, Comrade Zhou Weimin!"

Luo Yanqing, suddenly inspired, added support to his wife: "Thank you, Comrade Zhou, for making it possible for me to marry such a wonderful wife like Xiao Li."

As if he hadn’t heard Luo Yanqing, Zhou Weimin didn’t even look at him. He said to Kang Li: "Li Bao, even if you don’t accept my apology, I still need to say I’m sorry.

"Back then, I was out of my mind when I went to your house to call off the engagement. I betrayed our feelings. Li Bao, I am sorry!"

He bowed deeply to Kang Li.

Kang Li did not avoid it; after all, if someone insists on bowing like this, she might as well let him.

Moreover, a scoundrel like him definitely owes an apology to "Kang Li"; even if he bowed three times, it wouldn’t be too much.

Zhou Weimin, unaware of what Kang Li was thinking, asked, "Have you been well in North City these past two years?"

"Do I need to answer you?"

Kang Li raised an eyebrow, her voice indifferent: "Anyone with eyes can see. Besides, with such an outstanding lover, and all my children being polite and sensible, I lack nothing. I spend my days planting flowers, reading books — my life is quite comfortable and pleasurable."

"Li Bao, you say that on purpose, right? You’ve actually been blaming me, even hating me for breaking off our engagement, haven’t you?"

"Is your brain malfunctioning? Blaming you, hating you? And for these past two years?"

Kang Li’s eyes were mocking; she curled her lips, smiling without smiling: "Do you look as handsome as my lover? Are you as capable as him? Is your income as high as his? With you being like this, how could you compare to my lover? Why would I spare any thought for you, Comrade Zhou?

"Besides, there’s only hatred where there was love, and I neither like nor love you. Why would I waste my time harboring grudges or hatred against you?"

"Li Bao, you’re lying! You’re just afraid your husband will get jealous and be angry with you, aren’t you? We’ve been playing together since we were kids, we were classmates at school. If you didn’t like me, didn’t love me, would you have agreed to get engaged?"

"And after I called off the engagement, to spite me, you married your husband, a man who had already been married once?"

Zhou Weimin’s emotions gradually intensified as he struggled to accept what Kang Li had said, unable to believe that his childhood sweetheart, his former fiancée, had never liked him, had never loved him.