Women like Zhou Yu might allow you to be a bit rough with them in bed, but in life, they would never let themselves be taken advantage of, let alone tolerate things like domestic violence or forced abortions—issues that women are most sensitive about.
If she got pregnant with a second-generation heir's child, she would definitely make sure to extort a hefty sum from him.
Seeing the news about Zeng Haifeng abusing his ex-girlfriend and forcing her to get an abortion sent chills down Zhou Yu's spine.
She felt a lingering fear.
She was thankful that she had only had one meal with him and hadn't confirmed a relationship or continued dating him.
From this perspective, Jiang Beicheng exposing her identity today—whether intentional or not—had saved her from a potential disaster.
Although she had accepted this outcome in her heart, she couldn't lose face to Li Xingying verbally.
When women argue, it's like this: emotions take over, and it doesn't matter who's right or wrong—they just need to vent fully.
"Zeng Haifeng isn't a good person, so does that make Jiang Beicheng a saint?" Zhou Yu argued unreasonably. "You'd better look into what kind of situation he's in now. Be careful not to fall into his trap, or you'll end up helping him count the money after he sells you out."
Li Xingying, however, just laughed and shook her head. "You don't even understand the true value of Young Master Jiang.
Someone who can't even see a man's real worth still dreams of marrying a billionaire?
I don't know what they taught you in that training class of yours."
She went all out.
Her relentless verbal onslaught left Zhou Yu stunned.
Zhou Yu stared blankly at her friend Li Xingying. This girl's sharp tongue was on fire today—how was she so fierce?
Had Jiang Beicheng unlocked her hidden potential or something?
She couldn't believe that for the sake of Jiang Beicheng, Li Xingying would actually fall out with her.
Before she could snap out of it, Li Xingying had already gone back into her room and closed the door.
Zhou Yu muttered a few words to herself and then flopped onto the sofa.
After the argument, her thoughts became a bit clearer, and she started to reflect on what Li Xingying had said.
She recalled Jiang Beicheng's confidence in spending 140,000 to 150,000 yuan at Li's Restaurant today, as well as the aura he exuded when confronting General Manager Zeng Haifeng.
It was so natural.
It didn't seem like an act at all.
Could it be that Jiang Beicheng's father had really left him a huge inheritance?
Was Jiang Beicheng testing her sincerity on the day they broke up?
Following this train of thought, Zhou Yu felt like she had missed out big time.
If she had passed Jiang Beicheng's test, maybe the next step would have been him buying her a house.
It was over, completely over—she had ruined a winning hand.
And today, Jiang Beicheng had seen her trying to hook a new sugar daddy. There was no way he would want her back now.
In contrast, her friend Li Xingying's unusual behavior today seemed to suggest that she and Jiang Beicheng might end up together.
Zhou Yu felt suffocated.
How could she bear the thought of handing a super-rich second-generation heir to someone else, especially her own friend?
…
At that moment, Li Xingying had already calmed herself down in her room and started her livestream.
She held a livestream every Monday, not to collect gifts, but to strengthen her fanbase and build loyalty.
After all, a livestream with one or two hundred viewers didn't have much monetization potential.
Occasionally chatting casually with her fans and gaining their support was a huge encouragement for her.
"…Family, I want to share a plan with you all. I might go traveling for a while to broaden my horizons…"
"Actually, I've wanted to act on this plan for a long time, but I was worried about the high costs and low returns, so I didn't dare take the leap.
But today, I consulted a teacher who advised me to go out, take it slow, and not rush for results…"
Her livestream, with just over a hundred viewers, was filled with her loyal fans, who sent barrages of comments to show their support and encouragement.
Li Xingying's face lit up with a bright smile.
She thanked her fans while reading their comments and interacting with them.
Suddenly, a particularly eye-catching comment appeared.
It wasn't the content of the comment that stood out, but the level of the sender's nickname.
Level 67.
Someone who had spent six or seven million on the platform.
The nickname was a single character: "Jiang."
Jiang: "Need any investment?"
Li Xingying immediately guessed it was Jiang Beicheng.
She was familiar with this ID. Once, during a century-long PK battle for Zhou Yu, this account had thrown out 400 Huazi (expensive virtual gifts) in one go.
"Thank you, Brother Jiang, for your support and encouragement."
Facing the livestream camera, Li Xingying put on a slightly exaggerated persona to maintain her approachable image.
Whether it was her facial expressions or tone of voice, she deliberately softened them or made them a bit cuter.
"Jiang" sent Huazi ×1.
"Jiang" sent Huazi ×2.
…
"Jiang" sent Huazi ×10.
…
"Jiang" sent Huazi ×100.
Li Xingying stared, dumbfounded, at the screen-dominating special effects.
"Th-th-thank you, Brother Jiang."
She still had to thank him for the gifts.
Zhou Yu, lying on the living room sofa, vaguely heard Li Xingying thanking someone for gifts.
Her expression was puzzled.
Li Xingying's livestream only had so many viewers—why was she constantly thanking people for gifts?
Curious, Zhou Yu opened Douyin and entered Li Xingying's livestream.
"Jiang sent Huazi ×100"
The huge text in the bottom right corner of the screen caught her eye.
Her eyes widened instantly.
Spending 300,000 in one go?
That familiar vibe.
Wasn't this her ex-boyfriend, Young Master Jiang, the Jiang Prince?
As extravagant as ever.
Zhou Yu, who had already been somewhat regretful, now felt even more dejected and annoyed.
"We just broke up two days ago, and he's already rushing to flirt with a new girl? What kind of person does that? Can't he consider his ex-girlfriend's feelings?"
Zhou Yu muttered under her breath.
A classic case of double standards.
Jiang Beicheng was still sending comments in Li Xingying's livestream.
Jiang: "Don't rush to thank me. Consider this money an investment. If you make a profit, remember to give me a cut."
Li Xingying beamed with a smile. "Little Li will definitely work hard to make money and won't let Brother Jiang's investment go to waste."
Calling him "Brother Jiang" repeatedly, Zhou Yu felt all sorts of discomfort watching the livestream.
This girl, didn't she say she didn't want to go down my path?
What now? Dazed by his gifts?
"Hey, keep it down—you're disturbing my rest," Zhou Yu said, getting up and knocking on Li Xingying's door, deliberately interrupting her livestream.
With so many fans watching, Li Xingying maintained her composure and ignored Zhou Yu, continuing, "That was my roommate just now.
I'll chat with you all a bit longer, then I'll end the stream."
Jiang Beicheng, also in the livestream, heard the knocking and immediately recognized it as Zhou Yu.
A smile spread across his face.
He guessed Zhou Yu was probably watching Li Xingying's livestream too, or why would she react so strongly?
Then he sent another comment in the livestream: "If sharing a place is affecting your work, move out and live on your own.
Don't let external factors impact your work—I've invested money, after all."
Li Xingying couldn't hold back anymore. She knew Jiang Beicheng was deliberately provoking Zhou Yu.
She turned her head away from the camera and laughed for a while.
"External factors"—those words pierced Zhou Yu's heart like a needle.
Was her status as an ex-girlfriend now so insignificant that she wasn't even worth mentioning by name?
After sleeping together for over half a year, she was reduced to being called an "external factor."
Zhou Yu was so angry her face turned purple.
She immediately closed Douyin, ran back to her bedroom, slammed the door, and threw herself onto the bed.
She started crying from the injustice.
Injustice aside, regret dominated her heart.
Was there still a chance to return to Jiang Beicheng's side?
After ending her livestream, Li Xingying sent Jiang Beicheng a message: "Thank you, Young Master Jiang, for the gifts. I'll go apply for a visa tomorrow."
She knew Jiang Beicheng's talk of "investment" in the livestream was a joke—he was actually inviting her to go to New Zealand together.
She had her plans, her fans' support, and a "Teacher Jiang" by her side…
She couldn't find any reason not to go.