Chapter 129 Su Qiao'er asked curiously, "Why am I having an allergic reaction?"

The moment he heard this question, Zheng Jie was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected her to bring up such a question at this time. Honestly, during the five years they spent together, Zheng Jie had absolutely tried to change the trajectory of the plot.

But the moment she firmly decided to abort the child, Zheng Jie realized he had no way to change her. From then on, he no longer held any expectations or illusions. In his view, how to get Zheng Group into his own hands was the only thing that mattered.

"No."

Zheng Jie's answer was simple and blunt. The moment she heard these words, Su Qiaoer's face crumbled in despair.

She hadn't expected that Zheng Jie had truly never loved her at all. Their marriage, from beginning to end, had been planned out by him, including the divorce.

"In other words, when your parents suggested we divorce, you were actually happy inside, right?"

"Of course. After all, if we divorced, I could get 10% of the shares. Su Qiaoer, you should understand how important these 10% of shares are to me. Without these shares, I wouldn't be able to get Zheng Group."

What Zheng Jie said was reality. When his parents suggested the two divorce, he had actually wanted to agree immediately, but to avoid arousing suspicion, he still put on an act for a while.

"I see."

"If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up."

"Wait, if I had kept that child..."

"In this world, there is everything, except for a regret pill."

Leaving behind these final words, Zheng Jie hung up the phone. Looking at the disconnected call, Su Qiaoer felt a complex mix of emotions.

At this moment, her mood had completely collapsed. She felt that she had suffered a total betrayal, a betrayal that far exceeded the hurt Zheng Tian had caused her back then.

But what could she do now? Zheng Jie had already started preparing for his own wedding. He had already sent a team of experts to Hawaii to book the most luxurious hotel, preparing to hold his wedding there.

When they got married initially, the family didn't place much importance on their wedding, but it didn't matter. What they wouldn't give, Zheng Jie could give to himself.

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"Designer Ace is a world-renowned designer. When the time comes, you can communicate well with them and add all the details you want."

That morning, Zheng Jie and Zhou Ya arrived at the group's conference room, because today they needed to meet a designer here, and this designer was responsible for designing the wedding dress. Although there was still some time until their wedding, designing the wedding dress, manufacturing it, and making micro-adjustments required a long time; finishing in 6 months would be considered quite fast.

So the two came over to meet the wedding dress designer. Designer Ace was a world-famous wedding dress designer who had designed wedding dresses for many weddings.

The other party's schedule was actually quite full, but as the saying goes, money makes the world go round. If they don't agree, it only proves you didn't pay enough.

"Got it, Hubby."

"What about your suit? Are you also having this designer design it?"

Zheng Jie was actually somewhat indifferent about his suit, because he felt that most suits were more or less the same, and it was hard to have any differences in details. However, wedding dresses were different from suits; wedding dresses had many, many details, and the styles were relatively diverse. So at the wedding, the importance of the wedding dress far exceeded that of the suit, especially for a man like Zheng Jie with such perfect body proportions; even if he wore the kind of suit a salesperson would wear, he could still make it look like high-end custom tailoring.

"I'm considering finding this designer as well. After all, if I were to find someone else, it might be more troublesome, so I'll just have this designer design it all together."

After hearing this, Zhou Ya nodded. In fact, Zhou Ya also felt that Zheng Jie was at his most handsome when wearing a suit, because the myopia glasses he wore made him look like a refined scoundrel, which particularly hit some of her unique fetishes. However, she had never told him about this; after all, for her as a girl to say these things always felt a bit too perverted.

"Then can you ask him to design a few more sets? Because I really like the way you look in a suit, it's super, super handsome."

At this moment, Zhou Ya came in front of Zheng Jie. As Zheng Jie walked forward, she took a step back, and there was a smile on her face. Seeing this scene, Zheng Jie smiled, then reached out and touched her head.

"Alright, since you've made the request, then I'll have a few more sets designed. But when am I not handsome?"

After hearing this, Zhou Ya seriously considered it for a moment, then said.

"You are always the most handsome at all times."

The two looked at each other and smiled; everything was understood without words.

Although Su Qiaoer also already understood that there was no possibility between her and Zheng Jie, she was now like a pervert, crazily paying attention to every move of Zheng Jie and Zhou Ya. Now, she was like a sasaeng fan, staring at her idol.

When she heard that it was Ace who was coming to design the wedding dress, she felt a complex mix of emotions. Back when she was preparing to marry Zheng Tian, they had actually intended to hire Ace as the designer as well, but at that time, Ace's schedule was quite full, so they hadn't had a chance to meet Ace yet, and unexpectedly, that series of events happened afterward.

And now that the other party had also invited Designer Ace, it made Su Qiaoer feel like it might be to disgust her. But this part was just Su Qiaoer overthinking it. The reason was very simple: in the field of wedding dress design, Designer Ace could be considered a class of their own.

For wealthy people like Zheng Jie and his partner, everything at the wedding had to be top-tier, so inviting such a top-tier wedding dress designer was a very normal thing.

"Sigh."

At this moment, Su Qiaoer sighed helplessly.

She put her phone aside, lay on the bed, and didn't know what she was thinking about.

The content of the last phone call was like a nightmare, constantly hanging over Su Qiaoer's head. She felt that everything was like a nightmare to her. Every time she woke up in the middle of the night, when she thought of those things, she would wake up startled from her sleep, and then find her face covered in tear stains.

However, what she didn't know now was that there was an even bigger, real nightmare waiting for her.

This nightmare was named AIDS.

Actually, with the continuous progress of civilization, people's fear of AIDS is no longer what it was decades ago. Regardless of how many years have passed, people still have some discrimination against AIDS, because there are only three ways AIDS can be transmitted, and one of the most important ones is sex.

People infected with AIDS will naturally be labeled with having a chaotic private life. Although many people were cheated by their other half, among them, a considerable number of people being evaluated this way is absolutely without any slanderous components.

Moreover, in the past period, Su Qiaoer's private life was indeed quite chaotic. It had already spread in the circle, and everyone now kept their distance from Su Qiaoer. No one dared to have any intimate contact with Su Qiaoer, especially the opposite sex, because if one had contact with her, they might become a laughingstock in the circle.

Just at this moment, Su Qiaoer suddenly felt her brain a bit dizzy, and various red spots had already started appearing on her body. Looking at these red spots on her body, Su Qiaoer was also a bit puzzled, because in her memory, she was not allergic to anything, but the things appearing on her skin were exactly the same as an allergic reaction, which left her completely puzzled.

Therefore, at this moment, Su Qiaoer stood up from the bed and then came outside.

"Mom, Dad, am I having an allergic reaction?"

Su Qiaoer looked at her parents and voiced the doubt in her heart.