Even though news of that night had been suppressed once, Chu Yilan had beaten up Zhou Tangsi. How sensational was that?
There were always people who couldn't keep their mouths shut. Once word got out, Zhou Tangsi would be the one whose reputation was ruined.
And who had started it all?
If Zhou Tangsi hadn't stopped her, Old Madam Zhou would have torn Zheng Ge apart with her bare hands.
"That goddamned bastard! A grown man who won't act like a decent human being, playing the seductress instead! What's he keeping that thing between his legs for? Might as well chop it off! Ladies from wealthy families, young masters from distinguished households-who couldn't my Tangsi have? Yet he had to fall for an actor like this!" Old Madam Zhou was usually elegant and refined, but once she flew into a rage, there was no stopping her. She hurled a few curses as she passed the hospital room, and both men inside could hear her.
"If you're that fragile, what kind of man are you?" Old Madam Zhou finally roared before storming off.
Zheng Ge sat beside the bed, his hand trembling around the porcelain spoon.
Zheng Ge had come looking for him for several days straight. At first, Zhou Tangsi had managed to heed his grandmother and refuse to see him, but Zheng Ge kept texting and calling, sobbing pitifully. Zhou Tangsi still liked him, after all, and eventually couldn't bear to turn him away.
But the moment Old Madam Zhou saw Zheng Ge being supported by someone on either side, his eyes swimming with tears, her fury flared. "Anyone who didn't know better would think you were the one dying!"
If Zhou Tangsi hadn't appeared in time to pull Zheng Ge back into the hospital room, the old lady