Chapter 83:
Why!
As if thinking of something, Xie Wanning sneered: “Just youthful ignorance and casual words. I thought Young Master Lu wouldn’t be so naive.”
I thought Young Master Lu wouldn’t be so naive…
Lu Ziyan’s hand suddenly clenched tight, his pupils contracting. He remembered that day just a few months ago when their relationship completely shattered.
Facing her questioning, he had once said similar words.
She had asked why he wasn’t like this before, when he said that one young lady was enough for him.
What had he said back then?
He had said with a light mockery: I thought Wanwan wouldn’t be so naive.
Heaven truly spares no one.
This young lady truly holds a grudge!
Lu Ziyan gritted his teeth in hatred, but his eyebrows and eyes couldn’t help revealing a trace of pleading. “Wanwan, can you find another way to revenge yourself on me? Don’t use this one. Don’t use marrying someone else to punish me.”
He looked haggard, his usually stern face covered in blood, short coarse stubble sprouting on his chin, the whole person carrying a wildness she had never seen.
It should have been the most untamable wildness, but at this moment, his eyes showed unmasked pleading, which seemed somewhat abrupt.
Xie Wanning’s brows furrowed tightly. She thought she might truly be hard-hearted, as seeing him like this didn’t soften her heart at all.
If only in the past he had shown her a bit of weakness, letting her know she actually held weight in his heart.
But now it was too late.
All her soft-heartedness and admiration had vanished almost completely the moment she realized the dream was real.
The last bit had also dissipated that day under the rose bush, in his cold words.
Xie Wanning felt somewhat disappointed. She took a deep breath and slowly pulled her hand free bit by bit.
“I’m marrying Pei Yuqing not for the revenge you think. I just want to completely get rid of your entanglement. When I proposed the broken engagement, I had no intention of turning back.”
She sighed lightly and said: “We’ve known each other since childhood. When we were young and ignorant, I really did like you, but later I woke up to reality. We’re not suitable. You’re too proud, never willing to humble yourself. Every time there was a dispute, I was the one compromising. But I’m also a young lady raised with love from parents and elder brother. I can’t bear much grievance.”
If she were the type to endure submissively, perhaps the her in the dream wouldn’t have wasted away from depression. She could have swallowed her anger and let him take in one concubine after another.
But she wasn’t. She couldn’t endure his favoring concubines and neglecting the wife, couldn’t endure the concubines’ provocations and humiliations, so she became depressed and died spitting blood.
For liking him, she had already lost one life.
Though he didn’t know it.
From Lu Ziyan’s perspective, besides saying a few pieces of nonsense, he hadn’t done anything else. He was truly innocent.
But she really didn’t owe him anything.
Her hand, using the blood’s lubrication, pulled free bit by bit from his palm. Lu Ziyan was exhausted, gripping her tightly but without even the strength to hold on. His expression began to show panic.
His face was deathly pale: “Don’t…”
“Lu Ziyan,” Xie Wanning raised her eyes to meet his gaze. In his bloodshot eyes, she slowly said: “Our friendship from knowing each other since childhood means that even if we can’t be a couple, we don’t need to make it so tense. Can we each go our own way peacefully in the future?”
The girl’s voice was soft and gentle, like whispering sweet nothings in one’s ear, but the words she spoke cut to the heart.
…Can we each go our own way peacefully?
A faint trembling sound came from Lu Ziyan’s throat. Xie Wanning was about to speak when her shoulder suddenly tightened, and the next instant she was pulled into his arms.
“In your dreams!” His lips were close to her ear, his voice icy cold. “Xie Wanning, in your dreams! Am I your plaything? Why can you like me when you want and discard me when you don’t? Want to dump me to become a Pei Family wife?”
Icy breath entered her limbs and torso along her eardrum. “In your dreams!”
Xie Wanning’s blood seemed to freeze. His voice was too gloomy; she couldn’t help but feel afraid and startled.
A short cry of alarm sounded nearby. It was Er Qing.
Immediately after, a weight pressed on her. The man who had just been gritting his teeth and threatening fainted.
Xie Wanning looked up and saw Pei Yuqing withdrawing his hand.
Finally couldn’t hold back?
She had thought he had some strange fetish, liking to watch his new wife reminisce with her former fiancé.
Who does that, always making these little moves? What was the point of putting Lu Ziyan in the new room?
Testing if she regretted it?
Or wanting Lu Ziyan to completely give up?
Making her completely sever ties with Lu Ziyan in front of him, eliminating any possibility of her regretting later?
Xie Wanning couldn’t figure it out, but she realized this man probably had eight hundred schemes. He looked gentle and shy, very easy to bully, but inside he was like a black sesame filling.
Her perfectly good wedding night had turned the courtyard full of bright red blood. Xie Wanning’s anger nearly rushed to her head, but she still maintained calm on her face.
The two exchanged a glance. Pei Yuqing bent down to pry the still tightly hugging fainted Lu Ziyan off her, then reached out his hand to her.
Xie Wanning lowered her eyes to his hand, then glanced sideways at Lu Ziyan, whose brows were still tightly furrowed even in a faint.
Finally, she chose to stand up on her own.
Pei Yuqing’s outstretched hand paused in mid-air, then he called out for Pei Er to come in.
The fainted Lu Ziyan was carried out by someone.
Having been tightly held by Lu Ziyan, Xie Wanning’s dress was covered in blood from his body. She sniffed, her brows wrinkling, and headed to the bath room again.
When she came out after cleaning up, the room that had been a mess was restored to its original state.
The arm-thick red candle provided bright, warm light. Pei Yuqing was still leaning against the bed head, his head slightly lowered, lost in thought. His side profile was still so handsome.
Everything was warm and cozy, as if time had gone back an hour.
As if Lu Ziyan had never appeared.
Xie Wanning sneered inwardly. How could he not have appeared?
This wedding farce probably the entire Capital City would know about.
Hearing her footsteps, Pei Yuqing turned to look this way. His eyes were still clear and shallow, showing no clues.
Xie Wanning met his gaze for a moment, then turned away her face, sat by the dressing mirror, and began applying her bottles and jars.
There was no one else in the room, and neither spoke, but Xie Wanning felt his line of sight never moved away.
Normally, she might smile and tease him a couple times. If in a mischievous mood, she might bully him quite badly.
But now, Xie Wanning had no interest at all.
She was angry.
Angry at his test, angry at how he treated their wedding night.
Pei Yuqing was so perceptive; of course he saw the little lady’s anger. He felt somewhat bewildered and panicked inside.
He had never coaxed a girl. Since they met, everything had flowed naturally. She was so bright and bold, mostly smiling and teasing him playfully.
To be precise, this was the first time she was angry.
