The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend-Chapter 425: No Need to Check, Quan Jin Already Knows

Quan Jin: ??

[What exactly is wrong with me? I don’t even know. Tell me, and I’ll change. If I don’t, you should push me to. I’m really willing to listen to you, sob sob sob...]

The voice grew louder, and the person speaking cried even more bitterly, as if life was no longer worth living.

Quan Jin: !!!

This seemed like...

[Gu... Xue... Li...]

[You wicked woman, you dig out my lungs, even my heart. You’re torturing me to death.]

[Why can’t you be a little nicer to me, Gu... Xue... Li...? Don’t make me a substitute, okay? I can really like you, I will treat you well...]

[I care for you, I’ve never cared for anyone like this before.]

Quan Jin: ...

It went beyond seeming; he was 100% sure now that it was his own voice.

After getting drunk, he cried so sadly, even calling out Gu Xueli’s name, saying he really liked her. It’s simply... 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Suddenly, life didn’t seem worth it.

Utter social death.

Quan Jin covered his face; he couldn’t even bear to look at himself. Damn it... when did he become so humble, crying out for a woman’s pity? At this moment, his feelings were a complete mess!

Unable to keep listening, Quan Jin paused the video, immediately turned off the screen, and shut off the phone.

But after turning off the phone, he realized he hadn’t deleted the video!

"Hurry up, unlock it again." He handed the phone forward.

Tu Kuan held the steering wheel with both hands: "Safety comes first while driving, whatever it is, we’ll deal with it after we park."

Quan Jin: "Pull over!"

Tu Kuan said unhurriedly: "I told you before showing you, I have backups. If you delete it, I still have others. Just like, ’wildfire cannot burn it all away,’ you know the next part."

"..."

Wildfire cannot burn it all away, the spring breeze blows, and it rises again.

Quan Jin did not force Tu Kuan to unlock the phone, nor did he insist on deleting the video from the gallery. He knew that even if he deleted it by force, it would be useless.

He believed in the saying that truth comes out when drunk.

The moodiness these days was precisely because of her, wasn’t it?

His entire heart was completely influenced by her.

Internally, he acknowledged it, even if he didn’t say it out loud. It was just a facade.

"Do you want to know who Gu Xueli is?" His earlier icy tone was gone, now much more relaxed. Quan Jin asked casually.

Tu Kuan had no interest in prying into others’ privacy, but since Quan Jin brought it up himself, he openly expressed his curiosity: "Go ahead, I’m all ears."

Quan Jin wasn’t secretive, he admitted frankly: "The person I had an affair with while married."

Tu Kuan: "...uh... is it appropriate for you to tell me this?"

The car was already on the overpass, about four or five kilometers from the old Quan Family house. This time of day was the peak noon traffic, not as heavy as in the afternoon and morning, so the traffic wasn’t too bad.

Yet Quan Jin’s tone was unconcerned: "I’ve already told you, and you ask me if it’s appropriate?"

Tu Kuan thought for a few seconds, then gave what he thought was an appropriate summary: "Doesn’t this mean you’re clearly a scoundrel?"

Quan Jin: "..."

There were many vehicles ahead, and Tu Kuan was driving slowly. He continued the discussion: "So, do you plan to abandon your main wife and marry this woman?"

Quan Jin firmly denied it: "She’s not worthy."

"Then you really are a clear-cut scoundrel."

Quan Jin’s gaze was cold and eerie: "I am going through divorce proceedings, but this woman was just a momentary plaything. I’m tired of her, no woman can tie me down."

Tu Kuan chuckled, hitting the nail on the head: "But last night, you were crying and begging for her mercy; it didn’t look like you were tired, rather that you were in deep. Really deep."

He paused and added another heavy blow: "And it seems like you’re quite willing to be bound."

Quan Jin: "..." Doesn’t he need to save face?

These words were too blunt.

Honestly, they made Quan Jin uncomfortable inside.

He glanced out at the traffic flowing backward outside the car window, with a hint of warning in his tone: "See through it but don’t say it, or else get lost."

Tu Kuan nodded: "Alright, you talk, I’ll just listen."

That’s more like it.

Otherwise, with one word from him and a comeback with every word, it would drive anyone crazy.

"I’ll cut ties with her soon. The reason I’m telling you is that I need your help to cover it up. Grandma’s network is extensive and definitely knows about this. When I go back, there will be no shortage of inquiries. When Grandma asks you, be clever and don’t let it slip." Quan Jin spoke while tapping on the leather armrest by the seat, revealing his uneasy state of mind.

Tu Kuan saw it, but he didn’t expose it.