3

Clearly, Su Bingqian was utterly shocked and incredulous about my sudden decision to not participate in the national author contest.

I pretended not to understand and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

"I have my reasons for not participating. Why do you sound more anxious than I am?"

Su Bingqian was taken aback by that question.

After a brief awkward silence, she quickly said, "Of course, it's because I'm worried about you."

"You're about to marry my brother. He and you just need a bit more money to buy a house and a car."

"If you participate in this national author contest and win the prize money, you can step perfectly into marriage."

"I'm worried for you two."

Worried for us?

A cold smile involuntarily crept to my lips.

Is she worried for me or for herself?

Even though she hides it well and makes it sound like she's wholeheartedly thinking of me, the events of the past life still feel vivid.

I couldn't help but feel nauseous inside.

I forced myself to stay calm and said, "It's okay. I'm sure delaying the wedding by a year or two won't make your brother blame me."

"How can that be the same?!"

Su Bingqian suddenly became agitated.

I casually caught her out, "How is it different? You sound strange today."

This time, Su Bingqian realized she couldn't continue speaking, in case she revealed something odd.

She took a deep breath and on the other end of the line, let out a smile filled with hatred.

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law. I'm just a bit too worried about you and my brother."

"You're right, joining or not joining is your freedom, but you and my brother's marriage shouldn't be taken lightly. I can't persuade you, forget it, I won't talk to you anymore, sigh!"

"I hope you think about it carefully!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

I laughed coldly at the abruptly ended call.

Feeling anxious, aren't you?

Although I don't know how Su Bingqian managed to get hold of my manuscript, in this lifetime, I would never give her the chance.

Not only will I not participate in the author contest, but from this moment, I will choose to stop writing.

I don't feel regretful at all.

Writing a book is extremely mentally exhausting for me. Once I start writing, I get confined to my home and can't go anywhere, and my depression fluctuates in frequency.

Now, by taking a break from writing, I feel my mental state is somewhat better.

Perhaps it's because I've lived another lifetime.

Some things, be they clear or unclear, I've let them go.

Things I understand, things I don't, I don't think about them at all.

This is not too bad.

But I didn't expect it.

As soon as Su Bingqian hung up, Su Hao's call came rushing in like an urgent notice.

As soon as I answered, his voice pierced through the phone.

The content was no different from what Su Bingqian said.

No.

There was a difference.

Su Hao said, "Why aren't you going to participate in the national author contest?"

"Do you know how much of an impact your fit of temper could cause?"

"Why can't you ever learn to behave? Why can't you be obedient like Bingqian?"

"I'm really disappointed in you. Prepare to participate in the national author contest immediately, or let's break up."

Break up?

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Su Hao has the nerve to talk about breaking up with me.

In the previous life, he used breaking up to threaten me repeatedly, and because of my attachment personality and depression, plus his many times pulling me back from the brink of depression, he was like a lifesaver.

Unfortunately, some things are not worth cherishing.

For example, Su Hao.

The one who never wanted to break up was him.

He was just afraid I'd completely break free from his control, as he held the financial power.

He actually has the face to talk about breaking up.

My laughter startled me a bit. With how I used to be, I'd probably be flustered!

But,

Now, I'm no longer that love-obsessed person!

I laughed and said, "That's great, let's break up then!"