"…and she's not as pretty as you. Plus, she has a five-year-old son. The media previously caught photos of her husband cheating with a model and posted them online. She, just like you, desperately defended her husband online, arguing with netizens for several days…"
"What are you trying to say?" Cen Ya interrupted her angrily. "Qin Yuhan, are you going to mock me too?"
"I'm not saying this to mock you," Qin Yuhan replied calmly. "After Mr. Jiang signed her, he built her up. Her first livestream a couple of days ago had excellent results. She received over a hundred thousand in gifts. And that was after platform and company commissions."
Cen Ya's eyes widened in shock, her face filled with disbelief!
She understood Qin Yuhan's point. Although the new female streamer Mr. Jiang signed was similar to her and inferior in many ways, her first livestream had such great results!
Over a hundred thousand in one night…
Before, that amount wouldn't even cover her pocket money. But recently, she had hit one setback after another and realized how hard it was to earn money.
"Also, last night was her first livestream sales event, with sales reaching ten million. I asked an insider, and her commission was probably around a hundred thousand," Qin Yuhan continued. "I heard from Mr. Jiang that these two livestreams proved his judgment was successful. The female streamer he signed is very popular, has high emotional intelligence and likability, and can earn millions or tens of millions a month in the future, paying off her debts without any problem."
Cen Ya felt a stab in her heart. Every word Qin Yuhan spoke was like a sharp blade, killing and piercing her soul.
Such high income, such a great opportunity, it originally belonged to her! But she had ruined it all…
Thinking of this, Cen Ya felt breathless.
"So you came today just to laugh at me?" Cen Ya was furious.
"I'm not that bored," Qin Yuhan said faintly. "Ou Minghan hired a lawyer and asked me to convey a few words to you."
Hearing that name again, Cen Ya felt her breath hitch.
"What did he say?" she asked.
"He said…" Qin Yuhan took out a notepad. She looked at the words she had written down and recited them emotionlessly, "Ya Ya, I love you. Please forgive me for saying this so irresponsibly at this time. However, I've only now realized that the person I love the most is actually you.
I know I've done many wrong things to you, and I'm not qualified to say I love you again, nor am I qualified to beg for your forgiveness. But I'm likely facing the death penalty this time. I hope that after I die, you can forget me and start a new life.
If there is a next life, I will definitely find you, love you well, take care of you, cherish you, and atone for my sins. Let's make a promise, okay?"
After reciting, Qin Yuhan expressionlessly put away the notepad, trying her best not to make a disgusted face.
Cen Ya stood there stunned. Instead of being moved, she was furious!
What was this?!
Before, she had done everything she could just to make Ou Minghan fall in love with her. But now, when she had lost everything, she received his love at this moment?
"How could he do this? Why is he saying such things at a time like this?" Cen Ya's eyes were filled with tears, and she said angrily, "If he had been as heartless to me as before, at least I could have given up on him completely and started a new life. But he actually said these things… he clearly wants me to never forget him, to remember him for the rest of my life!"
Qin Yuhan: …
She had felt a little relieved when she saw Cen Ya angry about those words earlier. She had almost thought Cen Ya had woken up and finally seen Ou Minghan's true colors. But she hadn't expected Cen Ya to think this way.
"Do you think what he said is sincere?" Qin Yuhan asked curiously.
"Are you saying he's lying to me, that he doesn't love me at all, right?" Cen Ya asked blankly.
Qin Yuhan was stumped by her question. She thought for a moment and said, "Whether he truly fell in love with you, I'm not him, so I can't be sure. But I am sure of one thing: even if he did fall in love with you, he would always love himself the most."
Cen Ya seemed to wake up, yet she was also dejected. Yes, did it matter if Ou Minghan loved her or not? He loved himself the most, always.
"Wuwu…" Cen Ya could no longer hold back. She covered her face with her hands and cried hysterically.
"Why… why did it turn out like this? I just wanted to take revenge on him! I just wanted him to fall completely in love with me, and then completely abandon him when he loved me the most, telling him I didn't love him! I just wanted him to feel my pain, to not get what he desired, to punish him in this way, to make him regret it for a lifetime, and remember me forever…"
Qin Yuhan: …
She was completely speechless. Cen Ya called this revenge? This was punishment?
"I don't think not loving a man is revenge," Qin Yuhan said faintly. "On the contrary, I think if you cause a man substantial harm, especially financial loss, he will toss and turn, lose sleep, and perhaps even wake up in a cold sweat gritting his teeth and calling your name. Only then would it be considered revenge."
Cen Ya's crying stopped. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found herself unable to refute. Hate, sometimes, was indeed more enduring than love. She had seen Ou Minghan curse Ye Zhi with gritted teeth, more than once.
"Also, even if you succeeded, making him fall in love with you and then dumping him, he wouldn't suffer or regret not cherishing you properly. It's more likely he'd brag to others that he dumped you, and you were just an ordinary chapter in his love life. He might even falsely accuse you of cheating on him, of being promiscuous and loose, and that the breakup was all your fault.
He wouldn't remember you forever; he'd quickly move on to his next relationship, get married, and have children. If you were doing worse than him, he'd mock you for being blind and deserving it. If you were doing better than him, he'd only slander you. As for regret? It doesn't exist."
Every word Qin Yuhan spoke deeply pierced Cen Ya's heart, tearing off her last fig leaf.
She started crying again, "Yuhan, what should I do from now on…"
"That's a question you need to figure out," Qin Yuhan said, looking at her watch, and then stood up. "Cen Ya, your life belongs to you, and only you can be responsible for it. Others may point you in a direction, but no one can walk the path for you.
I don't know what your future holds, but if you continue to tie your life's value to men, giving up your bottom line and dignity for them, then even if you escape Ou Minghan now, you'll still encounter many scumbags in the future."