Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!-Chapter 782 - 331: Ex-Wife’s New Law_2

Chapter 782 -331: Ex-Wife’s New Law_2

Humph!

Zhou Yuwen really did laugh.

To be honest, Zhou Yuwen was feeling a little nervous.

Especially looking at his ex-wife’s slightly resentful expression.

Just as the two were about to begin this sacred moment…

“Bang!”

There was the sound of someone frantically trying to open the door from outside.

Luckily, Su Qing had locked the door when she’d come in earlier, so the door didn’t open.

But even so, the two of them were startled, no doubt about it.

Su Qing quickly hid in Zhou Yuwen’s arms.

Zhou Yuwen was also annoyed and asked in displeasure, “Who is it!?”

“It’s me. Hey, what’re you two doing in there!?” Lu Wanting’s voice called out.

“What we’re doing is none of your business!” Zhou Yuwen retorted irritably.

Su Qing hurriedly covered Zhou Yuwen’s mouth.

Zhou Yuwen pulled Su Qing’s hand away, full of frustration.

But Su Qing, looking at Zhou Yuwen in the moment, found it amusing and couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“Uh, could you open the door? I need to talk to you,” Lu Wanting said.

“Not convenient,” Zhou Yuwen replied with annoyance. He still wanted to continue, but clearly, Su Qing had already lost interest. One had to understand—it had taken her a lot of courage to take the next step, and now they were being interrupted. If they didn’t open the door, Lu Wanting would surely suspect they were up to something.

And if Zhou Yuwen’s parents caught wind of it…

How could she possibly face anyone?

So, hearing Zhou Yuwen say it wasn’t convenient, Su Qing hastily interjected, “It’s fine! Hold on a second!”

With that, Su Qing got up and went to open the door.

Zhou Yuwen sighed helplessly and straightened his clothes.

The door opened just a crack, and Su Qing poked her head out.

When Lu Wanting had first knocked, she didn’t think too much about it. She simply felt bored staying in her room and, being new to the place, thought to drop by Zhou Yuwen and Su Qing’s room for a chat.

But once Zhou Yuwen had said it wasn’t convenient, Lu Wanting started to realize they—this couple—might have been up to something in the privacy of their room.

By then, it was too late to leave.

She could only offer an embarrassed smile to Su Qing and ask, “I didn’t interrupt anything, did I?”

“Of course not. We were just chatting inside. Come on in,” Su Qing said warmly.

As she opened the door fully, she saw Zhou Yuwen climbing off the bed.

Ahem, yes, chatting it is.

Zhou Yuwen asked Lu Wanting what she needed.

Lu Wanting said, “Well, actually, your cousin said he’d come by to find me soon, and we were planning to go out for a walk. I thought, why don’t we go sing karaoke instead? My treat.”

Lu Wanting was still polite, understanding it wasn’t appropriate to stay indefinitely at Zhou Yuwen’s house.

“Sounds great! Zhou Yuwen, let’s go sing karaoke later, okay?” Su Qing said cheerfully, playfully winking at Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen responded, “What’s there for a tone-deaf person like you to sing?”

“Oh, stop it! You can sing! Cousin-in-law, let me tell you—Zhou Yuwen’s singing is amazing, and he even writes songs!” Su Qing chirped excitedly. Though she couldn’t sing well, she loved going to karaoke because Zhou Yuwen sang so beautifully.

She remembered when they were married, every time her colleagues had a gathering, they’d always ask Zhou Yuwen to join.

After all, not many people married straight after graduating, like Zhou Yuwen and Su Qing did—it was quite rare.

So at Su Qing’s design department gatherings, Zhou Yuwen would often be the only guy there.

Occasionally, other colleagues would bring their boyfriends along.

But when it came to singing, none of them could compete with Zhou Yuwen.

Every time, Su Qing would be the envy of her coworkers.

They’d exclaim, “Wow, your husband is so handsome!”

“Yeah, your boyfriend’s not only good-looking, but he sings so well too!”

But over time, for reasons unclear…

Maybe because work got busier…

And the mundane details of daily life piled up…

Su Qing slowly forgot these little joys, and in the end, their paths diverged.

“Zhou Yuwen, you can write songs?”

This surprised Lu Wanting, even delighted her a bit. She was curious to hear what Zhou Yuwen’s songs were like.

Zhou Yuwen responded, no.

“She’s exaggerating. My songs are nothing worth mentioning.”

“Nonsense! Cousin-in-law, let me tell you—back in college, Zhou Yuwen was super popular. I even have videos!” Su Qing pouted, her lips curling.

Seeing her eager demeanor, Zhou Yuwen said, “Looks like there’s no shutting your mouth, huh?”

“Humph!”

The three of them chatted in the room while waiting for Peng Xiaoyong to arrive.

After about five minutes, Lu Wanting’s phone rang.

It was Peng Xiaoyong, saying he was outside the door and asking where she was.

“Aren’t you in your room?”

“Oh, I’m in your cousin’s room.”

“You’re in his room!?”

Peng Xiaoyong’s tone clearly carried some dissatisfaction. “What are you doing in his room?”

Lu Wanting replied, “I was bored and came to hang out with him.”

“What’s there to hang out about?”

As Peng Xiaoyong said this, he had already taken a few steps toward Zhou Yuwen’s room, grumbling internally about her lack of awareness regarding the differences between men and women.

Only when Lu Wanting clarified that she was with both his cousin and his cousin’s girlfriend did Peng Xiaoyong slow his pace.

“Oh, there are three of you…”

Lu Wanting confirmed, naturally.

“You didn’t think it was just me and your cousin, did you?”

“Of course not.”

When Peng Xiaoyong reached Zhou Yuwen’s door and indeed saw three people inside, he relaxed a little.

But still, the way they were sitting didn’t sit well with him.

Zhou Yuwen was lying on the bed, Su Qing sat in his arms, chatting with Lu Wanting.

Peng Xiaoyong couldn’t help but frown slightly, feeling that Zhou Yuwen’s behavior was a bit inappropriate.

“Are we heading out now?” Peng Xiaoyong asked Lu Wanting.

He had arranged to go shopping with her.

Lu Wanting asked, “Hmm, should we head out now?”

This question was directed at Su Qing, who then turned to look at Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen said, “Let’s wait a bit; I’m still expecting a friend.”

Lu Wanting turned back to tell Peng Xiaoyong, “Then we’ll wait a little longer.”

Peng Xiaoyong’s expression remained blank.

At 26 years old, he was indeed from a different generation than Zhou Yuwen and the others. For instance, Zhou Yuwen and his group dressed much younger, while Peng Xiaoyong seemed to carry a hint of middle-aged air.

As Lu Wanting continued chatting and laughing with Su Qing, her phone chimed.

It was a message from Peng Xiaoyong: “Weren’t we supposed to go out, just the two of us?”

Lu Wanting replied: “It’s boring with just two people. Let’s call more people; it’ll be fun.”

Peng Xiaoyong didn’t respond.

When Liu Shuo arrived and greeted everyone, they officially set out.

In truth, Zhou Yuwen wasn’t familiar with the entertainment scene in the county, but luckily Liu Shuo knew the ins and outs.

Zhou Yuwen didn’t drive his BMW X7.

Instead, Liu Shuo drove his dad’s older Camry to take them around.

Zhou Yuwen sat in the front passenger seat.

In the back, Su Qing sat next to Lu Wanting, with Peng Xiaoyong on the outermost spot.

In the front, Zhou Yuwen had a brief conversation with Liu Shuo.

Liu Shuo had mentioned earlier that he wanted to organize a Xu Huai Association gathering and had contacted some people last night after going home.

Among the Xu Huai Association alumni in the county, there were two to three hundred members.

“Over a hundred are free. Bro, should I book a restaurant and invite them all for dinner?” Liu Shuo asked.

Zhou Yuwen said, “Do whatever you want.”

“Will you come, bro?” Liu Shuo asked.

Zhou Yuwen replied, “You can hang out with them. What am I going for, to stand around awkwardly?”

“Is this a class reunion you’re attending?” Lu Wanting asked upon hearing Liu Shuo talk about the gathering.

Liu Shuo laughed at the question, thinking, Reunion? No, this is…

Before he could finish, Zhou Yuwen said to Lu Wanting, “Yeah, something like that.”

“I’m so jealous! I’ve completely lost touch with my high school classmates. It’s nice you all still get together after college—feels really special. Hey, do you still keep in contact with your high school classmates?” Lu Wanting asked, turning to Peng Xiaoyong beside her.

Peng Xiaoyong said, “There’s no need to stay in touch—I’m not interested in all that nostalgia.”

He went on to say that kids always placed too much importance on sentimentality, but once they grew up, they’d realize emotions like these were nothing more than illusions.