Chapter 1115 Forget About Tang Ze and Date Me Instead
- In some ways, this was probably the greatest mistake Tang Ze had ever made, but it might have also been the most appropriate thing that he could have done. He had never been one to hide anything, nor had he ever tried to limit himself within the boundaries of what others considered to be ‘good’. He had clearly and willingly stated it himself—he was a jerk. What good could one possibly expect from a jerk? He wasn’t even afraid of what the public thought of him; instead, he decided to just admit all the bad traits he possessed. I’m just someone who has decided to turn myself into a jerk, and I can’t be bothered to pretend to be nice or kind. In comparison to other men who had done evidently atrocious deeds yet insisted they were good men, a jerk like Tang Ze might even be considered to be upright and honorable.
- The harm that he had inflicted upon Bo Mu meant nothing to him. All a jerk could do was to bring harm upon others; wasn’t it normal for Bo Mu to hurt herself when she chose to fall in love with a jerk? This was, in her opinion, the cruelest part about him—he was too scary, too clear-headed, too straightforward and too calm. He’d admit fearlessly to any of the crimes he did if anyone questioned him. How cruel does one have to be deep down in order to be able to fully recognize and admit that he is nothing more than a jerk? Bo Mu stopped herself from thinking any more about it. Her thoughts were enough to make her heart feel like it was shattering into a million pieces.
- Ren Qiu lightly patted her back as he realized how emotional she was getting. “Stop thinking about all the things that make you sad, Bo Mu. You need a psychologist to help you recover from the trauma you’ve experienced with Tang Ze.” This time, she no longer resisted his touch as she desperately needed some warmth and support. Instead, she rested her head on his shoulder and was about to explain herself, but her tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks. He was shocked as she continued to cry silently; huge beads of tears rolled off her cheeks despite her numerous attempts to stop it from happening. Flustered, Ren Qiu quickly found some napkins to dry her tears as she said, “Actually, Yao once suggested a method…” He stopped fumbling around and remained still as he waited for her to continue.