She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 739: Chapter 770: From Love to Hatred

”Hey hey hey... Second Young Master, are we going abroad in the future? But I can’t speak any foreign languages.”

”You can learn if you don’t know how to,” the little fat man’s head popped out from the driver’s seat. ”I didn’t know how to drive before! Look at me now, I learned it.”

Upon hearing that he could learn a foreign language, Du Xiaosong held it in high regard; he had never imagined that one day he could become an intellectual.

Bai Oulan followed the man through twists and turns to a quiet and serene courtyard house. The old-fashioned residence didn’t look remarkable from the outside, but once inside, it was a completely different world. The furnishings were exquisite, and the security was tight.

”The person waiting for you is inside, go on in!!”

Bai Oulan suddenly hesitated, wiping the grime from her face with her hand, ”Can I... Can I wash my face and change clothes first?” Now her only asset was her prideful face and her fair, delicate, exquisite figure. No matter who was in the room, she could only use her remaining assets to fight for a glimmer of hope for herself.

Even if it meant kneeling and begging, she was prepared to do it.

Seeing her current ghastly appearance made even herself feel nauseated, let alone a man. She had to maintain the beautiful image she had in Shen Yu’s mind. Only then would he be unable to forget her.

The man snorted through his nose but didn’t make things difficult for her, ”Fine! Follow me!”

There was a room on the right side that used to be for the servants, and the man prepared a set of good quality silk dresses and coats for her. With feelings of anxiety, excitement, humiliation, and intense hatred, she hastily tidied herself up.

She threw her old clothes on the floor and stepped on them forcefully. She, Bai Oulan, was destined to be above others; she would never wear such lowly, disgusting clothes again.

Bai Oulan was led to a study inside the house. Pushing the door open, she indeed saw Shen Yu. He wore plain clothes, a well-tailored Zhongshan suit that made him look even more mature and dignified. Ignoring everything else, she threw herself into Shen Yu’s arms.

”Yu, I knew you wouldn’t leave me alone,” Bai Oulan nestled into Shen Yu’s embrace like a helpless bird, confessing pitifully, ”I love you, I’m really stupid. Why didn’t I see through my own heart before? I actually fell in love with you long ago.”

The response she received was not Shen Yu’s passionate kiss or strong arms, but a cold push away, his face void of any emotion.

Bai Oulan froze, looking at him in panic, her eyes welling with tears. ”Yu, don’t you believe what I’m saying? I really love you, let’s get married! Let’s get married, I’m willing to marry you.”

”You don’t love me; you love the only lifesaver, right?” Shen Yu pinched her chin with great force, his grip almost deforming Bai Oulan’s face. ”Do you still remember how you answered me when I proposed marriage?”

Bai Oulan shook her head frantically, tears falling with her shaking head and landing on Shen Yu’s hand, carrying a slight chill. ”I’m wrong, I’m wrong. I was foolish at the time, too stupid to see my own heart clearly.”

”No!” Shen Yu released her, using a great force that threw Bai Oulan to the ground, ”You love the lifesaver, not Meng Fan, and not me. A selfish woman like you will always love yourself.”

Shen Yu felt a sudden sense of meaningless bore, once he knew that Bai Oulan didn’t love Meng Fan; the attraction she had for him before had completely vanished. Shen Ming was right; the current Bai Oulan was indeed nauseating, and the thing he regretted the most in his life now was that he had proposed marriage to her!