Chapter 782 Emphasize
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?Chyou was also in the ladies restroom on the other side, her mind wandering with Yating's thoughts.
"What must be bothering him...? He looked so pale," she mumbled to herself.
"O-Oh Q-Queen Chyou!"
One of the staff members, Qiu, stepped out from one of the stalls and greeted her nervously. "I d-didn't know you were here too."
Chyou chuckled. "You don't have to call me Queen. It actually feels distant!"
Qiu felt the tension ease from her shoulders. "Thank you, M-Miss. Zhu. Is that okay with you?"
"Cool."
Qiu stepped near the washbasin and switched on the tap. As she washed her hands, she noticed Chyou in a slightly tense mood. "Is everything alright, Miss. Zhu? You look worried."
She sighed. "I don't know. I was just trying to figure out why his mood suddenly turned like that? He was just fine before that."
Qiu slightly widened her eyes. She thought back for a moment and said, "Well..."
Chyou blinked at her. "Hm? You know something?"
"I can kind of guess? He must not be feeling so comfortable."
That took her aback. "But why so?"
She scratched her chin in embarrassment. "I-I mean, please don't get offended, Miss. Zhu b-but any guy would feel jealous. I could see it in his eyes that he was feeling extremely out of place."
Chyou frowned. "Why would I be offended? Wait, why would he be feeling jealous and out of place?"
In fact, Yating looked in place more than anybody else. Somehow I feel he stole my spotlight, she harrumphed.
Qiu slightly parted her lips, shocked. "I mean...considering your and Mr. Gu's history of marriage talks but despite that, you are such good friends with him, I think it's natural for Prince Cheng to feel jealous."
Chyou blinked rapidly. "Wait, you are talking about Yin?"
She gave a small smile. "Thanks a lot. I will head out."
Her heels tapped on the floor as she hurried outside. She ran all the way outside of the club. Becoming breathless, she finally stopped sprinting.
How can I be such an idiot? I was hurting Yin and I didn't even realize it. It's so shameful Chyou that somebody else had to point that out to you...
She inhaled a deep breath and decided what she had to do.
I will have a good talk with Yin and make everything crystal clear. There is nothing between Yating and I and the only man I love is Cheng Yin! She nodded to herself.
"Don't you talk nonsense, Gu Yating!"
Chyou jolted with the sudden, loud and angry exclamation. What shocked her more was that the fury-laced voice belonged to Cheng Yin's.
She walked slowly and cautiously towards the small alley beside the club where the voice came from. Her brows furrowed, puzzled.
That was Yin, right?
In the alley, Yating regained his balance after Yin had harshly pushed him off as he seethed in anger. His eyes dangerously narrowed. "Last warning, Cheng Yin. Don't push me like that again. I didn't come here looking for a fight. I just came to ask you what this empty packet means?"
Yating held the small, plastic packet that slightly shone under the dim street light.
Yin angrily laughed. "Why do I have to answer you? And why the hell are you spying on me!?"
"I am not spying on you. I saw it in your eyes how you looked back in the washroom, and I felt something was very wrong. Then I found this. Cheng Yin...I heard from Chyou that you had stopped with the drugs."
He froze hard.
"You had assured her that you were never going back to that route again. But you really haven't left it, have you?"
Yin's irises blazed with fury. "You...who do you think you are meddling in my business?"
Yating took a dangerous, warning step ahead. His black eyes were as cold as the Arctic. "Chyou is my good friend, Cheng Yin. She believes in you and I don't want that trust shattered. I don't want to see her hurt."
Yin met his gaze and sneered. "You are right, Gu Yating. You are worried because she is your friend. But let me emphasize the 'friend' part. She is ONLY your friend, not your girlfriend so stop acting like she is."
"Yin..."
The color drained from his face as he heard the familiar voice. He slowly turned his head, his expression turning whiter.
"Ch-Chyou..."