Chapter 8 He Is Better Than You

Xiao Qingzhou hadn't quite reacted when he saw his uncle carry the person away.

Why would his uncle come to such a place? How did he know Sheng Shushu?

Oh, Sheng Shushu seemed to be one of his audit students.

Musha ran out of the private room, checked him over, "Husband, are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Xiao Qingzhou furrowed his brows, "I'm fine."

Then, with a hint of severity, "Mind how you address me."

This was in public.

Musha felt a bit wronged, thinking that a call sign was meant for others to hear, how would anyone know what they called each other in private?

Remembering that their relationship was not yet public and that he had recently taken over some family matters, she didn't want to stir up trouble and understood.

She could only nod, "Got it."

Xiao Qingzhou's mind was filled with that recent scene.

Sheng Shushu was clearly bleeding but still foolishly concerned about whether he was injured.

Somehow, his heart was in disarray.

Subconsciously turning, he was about to chase after the person ahead but stopped upon remembering something, only then to look at Musha, "Happy birthday, I'll make up for the present tomorrow, okay? I need to go to the hospital now."

The expression on Musha's face stiffened.

It was her birthday tonight, and after Xiao Qingzhou finally came over after finishing work, he was leaving without even entering the private room?

Musha tugged at his sleeve, "Can't you stay with me to blow out the candles?"

"Sheng Shushu is injured," Xiao Qingzhou pulled away her hand, "I need to go check on her."

Musha, sensible as always, couldn't hold back, "She's always had ways to attract your attention; if you really can't bear to break up with her..."

"Musha."

Xiao Qingzhou was slightly stern, "This is an accident, and although she's not a good person, the fact that she got injured because of me is true."

Musha of course understood; if Sheng Shushu's tactics were effective, how could he be with her?

But she felt sour inside, You also know we are cousins, and yet you still had an affair?

"I know, I was just a bit jealous just now. My words weren't quite appropriate."

Xiao Qingzhou rubbed the top of her head, "Sorry, I'll look for you later."

Sheng Shushu didn't know what her wound looked like, because Shen Zui was with her during the bandaging, not letting her see.

"Shift a bit more, and it would've poked into the ribs, reaching the heart," Shen Zui looked at her.

It happened to be on the inner side of her left arm.

The area around her ribs was unharmed thanks to the clothing.

Previously too busy with work to notice, Chen Yu had only described the bravery of this pursuer of Xiao Yu; now, seeing her willingness to take a knife for someone, he thought she was quite courageous.

However, she took a knife for her ex-boyfriend, which puzzled him.

Old flame rekindled?

Shen Zui was called away for emergency surgery, and other medical staff wheeled Sheng Shushu back to her room.

She was reluctant, "Does this external injury require hospitalization?"

The doctor smiled, "The family member requested it. It's better for you to stay a couple of days first. If there's no problem, you can be discharged."

Sheng Shushu only then realized the doctor was referring to Xiao Qingzhou as the family member -- he was the only one waiting for her in the room.

Seeing him, she grew irritated, "Are you sick?"

Making her stay in the hospital for such a minor wound? Afraid that people at home wouldn't find out?

Xiao Qingzhou chuckled, "You're the one without an illness running into a knife? Why not remain illiterate instead of reading 'The Art of War by Sun Tzu' overnight? A breakup is a breakup. Do you think playing the martyr can change anything?"

He always knew what Sheng Shushu was like, a person who seemed unscrupulous and relentless.

In reality, she lacked brains and self-awareness. If the elders told her to get engaged, she would, and to cling to him, she'd stick to him like glue.

Checking his phone was a routine activity for her, she could even dig out the websites where he hid his little porn stash.

Everyone thought that Sheng Shushu was madly in love with him, but in reality, she was just brainless with big boobs.

But tonight, when she took a knife for him, that look in her eyes, it wasn't like her, decisive and resolute.

What would she have done if it had hit her heart?

"You really should stop using these little schemes to get my attention," Xiao Qingzhou's complexion wasn't good, but his tone wasn't too bad, fearing he might provoke her further.

Listening to this, Sheng Shushu really felt like laughing.

She couldn't move, or else she would have already kicked him out.

"Get lost," she said bluntly, "I don't need you, even if I die."

She was telling the truth.

But to Xiao Qingzhou, her words sounded like empty talk, "Playing hard to get again?"

Sheng Shushu really wanted to ask if he thought he was some kind of kingpin worth her effort to capture?

But from the corner of her eye, she saw Xiao Yu's silhouette at the doorway.

Previously, she told Xiao Yu that flirting with him was an attempt to win back Xiao Qingzhou.

So, weighing her options for less than two seconds, Sheng Shushu chose not to argue with Xiao Qingzhou.

But truth be told, she was too lazy to even pretend with this scumbag, so she remained silent.

Seeing her acquiescence, her lashes drooped down like crow feathers, for the first time, he found her pitiable.

Unloved by anyone, she hadn't even learned to love herself.

Xiao Qingzhou spoke with a slightly heavy voice, "Since we've broken up, don't be so childish in the future, the one getting hurt is you..."

He didn't finish his sentence as he saw the person who entered the hospital room.

"Uncle," Xiao Qingzhou greeted him proactively.

Xiao Yu was expressionless, holding hospital admission forms, barely casting a glance at Xiao Qingzhou, just uttering a noncommittal "Hmm."

Xiao Qingzhou's interactions with this particular uncle were minimal; Xiao Yu was not fond of returning to the old mansion and barely kept in touch with the family, only the grandfather actively reached out to Xiao Yu.

Being an illegitimate child with equal rights to inheritance, his father harboured some hostility towards Xiao Yu, and had privately instructed Xiao Qingzhou to keep his distance as well.

However, personally speaking, besides the necessary formalities, Xiao Qingzhou couldn't help but hold a certain involuntary respect for Xiao Yu.

After all, Xiao Yu's social status and influence were undeniable.

Xiao Qingzhou didn't leave right away, expressing a hint of apology, "Sheng Shushu always acts so rashly, I didn't expect it to trouble you."

Xiao Yu was cool as he responded, "You're taking care of her?"

Xiao Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, they had already broken up; his presence was because Sheng Shushu had taken a hit for him, but taking care of her was not convenient, Li Musha might misunderstand.

"I have some matters to attend to..."

Xiao Yu's cold gaze shot over, cutting him off assertively, "Does your family know about your breakup with Sheng Shushu?"

Xiao Qingzhou's confidence faltered.

He currently didn't dare let his family know about this matter; neither his grandfather nor his father would agree,

When Xiao Sheng and Sheng's families discussed the engagement, the company was facing a trust crisis. But after the engagement, the crisis was averted, and the family became somewhat superstitious about the success of the engagement.

"I'll discuss it with the family later," Xiao Qingzhou said before leaving.

Sitting on the bed, Sheng Shushu knew Xiao Yu's gaze was on her, yet she dared not meet his eyes.

She didn't want to have too much contact with him, not only because she was still upset with the emotional cruelty he had inflicted on her, but also because she feared making the same mistakes again.

That man, apart from being cold-hearted and indifferent, had a charm that no one could escape – a deadly weapon.

"Is this the person for whom you are willing to give up even your life?" Not to mention taking care of her, he hadn't even looked at her wound.

Xiao Yu's clear voice was filled with obvious sarcasm.

Sheng Shushu gripped the edge of the blanket, replying, "Better than you."

Xiao Yu, who had just approached the bedside, paused, then closed the remaining half step.

"What did you say?"