Chapter 0375 Disappointment

Everyone should have principles. We may suffer from hunger and cold, we may be destitute, but we cannot rob because of hunger and cold, nor can we hurt others because of poverty.

In an era where even picking up trash can earn enough for a meal, weakness is not a reason or excuse to harm others, just as being young is not an excuse for a brat to run wild, and being old is not a reason for the elderly to blackmail others at every turn.

Loneliness, likewise, is not a reason to cheat.

No matter what reasons or excuses Wang Zhen had, his behavior was unworthy of Dong Chenxi, especially since she had come back intending to tell him that she was planning to resign.

This kind of thing, no one could tolerate.

Zhao Fusheng even felt that Dong Chenxi's indifferent reaction just now was already the utmost she could do.

If it were him, ha, he reckoned Wang Zhen would already be in the hospital by now.

"Old Wang, Old Wang, what can I say about you!" Wen Yu was also stunned, looking at Wang Zhen in surprise, then shaking his head helplessly. He wasn't stupid; Zhao Fusheng's words combined with Dong Chenxi's attitude, even if he didn't fully understand, he could guess roughly what had happened.

They had originally thought Wang Zhen was just meeting an online friend, but they never expected he had gone to a hotel to rent a room. No wonder he spent money like water—that was exactly the case. How could he meet a girl without spending money? Wang Zhen wasn't a star with thousands of fans.

Zhao Fusheng didn't say a word, just silently glanced at Wang Zhen. He suddenly felt that the Wang Zhen before him was already a completely different person from the one he had known in his previous life.

At the very least, in his previous life, Wang Zhen, due to his family's financial situation, didn't have so many brand-name items on him.

Nor would he cheat on his girlfriend like this.

They say environment changes a person; now it seemed this saying was quite reasonable.

But regardless, this was Wang Zhen's private matter. No matter how much Wen Yu and Zhao Fusheng regretted it for him, there was nothing more they could say. Things had reached this point, and it was no longer something that could be salvaged with a few words.

Everyone has a scale in their heart. Putting themselves in his shoes, if it were them, they wouldn't give Wang Zhen another chance either.

Patting Wang Zhen on the shoulder, Zhao Fusheng said nothing more. Things had already come to this, and he was too lazy to speak. Everyone has their own destiny. To put it bluntly, the blisters on one's feet come from walking; since he had chosen this path, he would have to bear the consequences.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng's mindset had always been to make the people around him happy, so he had been trying to change his own destiny and that of his friends. But facts proved that some things don't necessarily get better just because you change them.

A person's failure lies entirely in themselves. A person's success depends not only on their own efforts but also on the blessing of fate. Effort is the stepping stone, direction is the foundation, and fate is the bridge and road paved in a past life.

In other words, even if others pave the road for you, if you don't walk it well yourself, it's still useless.

Wang Zhen was like that now. He had a good hand but played it terribly. Originally, Zhao Fusheng could have taken him to do great things, but now, even Zhao Fusheng himself didn't know whether he should continue to take him along.

Because the Wang Zhen now was completely different from the Wang Zhen Zhao Fusheng had known in his previous life.

With heavy steps, they walked toward the dormitory. All the way, whether it was Zhao Fusheng, Wen Yu, or Wang Zhen, they were all silent. None of them had the intention to speak.

Even when they returned to the dormitory, no one spoke, leaving Tan Kaixuan, who had just come back, looking puzzled, thinking they had quarreled.

Later, during a trip to the bathroom, Wen Yu found the chance to tell Tan Kaixuan the whole story.

Tan Kaixuan was silent for a few seconds, then sneered, "He brought it on himself."

After saying that, he made no further comment.

His personality had always been like this. Compared to Wang Zhen's honest and simple nature, Tan Kaixuan had clear likes and dislikes. If Wang Zhen had broken up with Dong Chenxi properly before meeting his online friend, he might not have said anything. But with Wang Zhen acting like this, it was too hard for Tan Kaixuan not to despise him.

People are like that. Sometimes, due to changes in their environment, they themselves change. At first, they might not feel anything, but as time goes on, this change becomes more and more apparent.

Nothing was said that night. The next morning, when Zhao Fusheng opened his eyes, Wang Zhen had already left the dormitory, gone somewhere unknown.

"He wouldn't be going to find Dong Chenxi, would he?" Wen Yu said curiously.

Tan Kaixuan shook his head: "Not likely. After all, how could he explain this? He can't just say they were just friends, can he?"

Actually, everyone understood what he meant, but seeing a good couple part ways like this felt really uncomfortable.

Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything, just silently got dressed and went to wash up.

"Old Zhao, you..." Seeing Zhao Fusheng silent, Wen Yu asked curiously.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "Don't worry about other people's affairs. Let's take good care of ourselves."

He wasn't disheartened; he had just thought all night and felt that such matters were meaningless. Since it had come to this, let them sort it out themselves.

No matter what the final outcome of fate, it was their own choice.

Life and death are determined by fate, riches and honors depend on heaven.

Although this saying is a bit idealistic, it still holds some truth.

Wen Yu and Tan Kaixuan exchanged a glance. Since Zhao Fusheng had said that, they couldn't say much more. They each packed up their things and went about their own business.

Tan Kaixuan went to deal with the KFC matter, while Wen Yu went to find Han Meimei. As for Zhao Fusheng, sitting in the dormitory, he thought for a moment and then called Zheng Yao.

"Dong Chenxi?" Zheng Yao was a bit surprised when Zhao Fusheng mentioned Dong Chenxi's name. "She asked for two days off, said she had something to do in Ninghai. What's up?"

Zhao Fusheng grunted in acknowledgment. He had originally thought Dong Chenxi had already resigned, but now it seemed she had planned to discuss it with Wang Zhen first, only for this to happen.

"Nothing, just asking casually." Zhao Fusheng said lightly, then hung up the phone, leaving Zheng Yao puzzled.

Zhao Fusheng put down the phone, thought for a moment, and sent a text message to Dong Chenxi.

"No matter what, if love is gone, at least you should have a career." Zhao Fusheng slowly typed the words and finally pressed send.

After a long while, his phone vibrated. There was only one sentence on it.

"Don't worry. After being disappointed so many times, I naturally no longer hold out hope."

Looking at this sentence, Zhao Fusheng was silent. He suddenly felt that fate was sometimes really playing tricks on people.