After Rebirth, I Married the Great Demon King-Chapter 459: You’d Better Have an Explanation
Wen Lin: "..."
So, was I, a living, breathing person standing right here, completely invisible to Cheng Lie just now?
In his eyes, is it only Yun Shifei that exists?
The heart that had been beating persistently now felt like it was slowly being extinguished again.
But Wen Lin forced herself to calm down. After all, the person he likes is Yun Shifei.
It’s fine. She wouldn’t compete with her. Sooner or later, Cheng Lie would realize that the resources she held were what he truly desired.
And beauty, someday, would fade into worthlessness with the passage of time.
"That’s right. Shi Fei and I were both kidnapped and brought here. I left first and was planning to call for help after I got out, but who knew going down the mountain would be so difficult? I ended up getting discovered by them." Wen Lin lied without even the slightest flush or hesitation.
Cheng Lie responded with an "Oh", stopping in his tracks at that moment. Yun Shifei was just up ahead.
His men had already rushed ahead to help Yun Shifei untie the ropes.
Yun Shifei looked up and saw Cheng Lie.
At that moment, Cheng Lie was standing with Wen Lin, and they seemed like they’d been chatting and even laughing just now.
Seeing Wen Lin, Yun Shifei grew furious. How did she even have the face to show up here?
Cheng Lie didn’t notice the brewing storm between them. He was just relieved that Yun Shifei was unharmed.
Only the heavens knew how terrified he’d been from the moment he got the call till just now. He knew all too well what might happen in a kidnapping case. He had a general sense of what kinds of actions those men might resort to.
That’s why he’d been on edge and filled with fear all this time.
In all these years, that same kind of terror had only ever surfaced once before—when his mother passed away.
The blood soaking and drowning his world back then had changed him completely, making him the man he was today.
He had feared so deeply that history might repeat itself.
Thankfully, they hadn’t touched her.
Yun Shifei looked at Cheng Lie, her big dark eyes filled with grievance. They shimmered with tears, as though a layer of frost and mist had enveloped them.
Cheng Lie stepped forward and held her in his arms. "It’s okay now."
Yun Shifei leaned into his embrace, tears streaming down uncontrollably. "Wah... I’m fine... Xiao Lie, please don’t worry about me."
Hearing her cry, still concerned about him getting overly anxious, Cheng Lie’s heart ached terribly. He said to her, "Come on, let’s go home."
Yun Shifei nodded.
Watching this tender scene unfold, Wen Lin felt a bone-chilling cold.
She was in such a pathetic state at the moment, having just fallen and scraped her hands and feet, with her high heels nowhere to be found. She was now barefoot, freezing to death, and the rugged stones on the ground were stabbing uncomfortably into her skin.
And yet Cheng Lie? He hadn’t spared her a single glance.
She had thought this was just the kind of cold, detached person he was, until she saw him cradling Yun Shifei like a precious treasure in his arms.
In that moment, Wen Lin heard the sound of her own heart shattering.
But she endured it. Seeing Cheng Lie carry Yun Shifei in his arms, ready to leave, she preemptively spoke up, fearing Yun Shifei would tell on her. "Shi Fei, I’ve already told Cheng Lie everything that happened earlier. I’m sorry for leaving you here alone and scaring you."
She even changed the way she addressed her—from "Miss Yun" to "Shi Fei"—as if the ordeal had somehow fostered a bond between them, making them closer.
But Yun Shifei could still sense her condescension—that unwillingness to speak to her, yet feeling forced to do so.
This made her even angrier.
So, she retorted, "That’s not how it happened."
Cheng Lie froze, his gaze shifting briefly to Wen Lin before focusing on Yun Shifei’s puffed-up face.
His Feifei never lied. That meant Wen Lin had been lying to him this whole time—there was more to this story.
"We were both tied up originally, and you asked me to untie you. But after I did, you refused to untie me," Yun Shifei said, tears welling up in her eyes. She looked at Cheng Lie. "She said I’m pretty but useless, that I’d lead a miserable life."
Her voice trembled as she continued, "She said I’m destined for a tragic fate. Xiao Lie, thank goodness you showed up, or I’d have been terrified to death."
After finishing, she clung to Cheng Lie’s arms and started sobbing uncontrollably.
Her tears were a mix of sincerity and pretense.
But the wounds inflicted by others, time and again, were real. It was always the same story: the farmer and the snake.
Cheng Lie looked at Wen Lin upon hearing Yun Shifei’s grievances, then finally said to her, "You better have an explanation."
However, he couldn’t waste time arguing with Wen Lin right now. After all, it was freezing up here, and Yun Shifei was injured. They needed to leave immediately, or she might catch a cold.
Watching Cheng Lie leave without looking back, carrying Yun Shifei in his arms, Wen Lin stood there, stunned. She wanted to defend herself but couldn’t think of anything to say.
What Yun Shifei said was true. Those malicious thoughts of hers—it was as though they were enough to destroy her completely.
In Cheng Lie’s heart, she probably no longer existed.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to happen. Initially, she had planned to take Yun Shifei with her. But in that moment, for some reason, an evil thought had taken over her mind.
Maybe she’d always been this way—deep down, inherently wicked. Even though she did charity work and played with children in mountain villages, her selfishness and self-interest were laid bare to the fullest extent.
"Miss Wen, let’s go," Zhao Pan said from behind her.
Wen Lin snapped back to reality, turning to Zhao Pan. "Zhao Pan, I really didn’t mean to treat Yun Shifei that way. Do you believe me?"
Zhao Pan, who had originally worked for Qin Chi Jin and had spent more time with Wen Lin than Cheng Lie, should have believed her, right?
But Zhao Pan didn’t say much. He had no idea what to say!
In his impression, Miss Wen wasn’t supposed to be this kind of person. But then again, Miss Yun wasn’t someone who would lie either.
How could a pure and kind-hearted person like Miss Yun find it necessary to make up lies? And Miss Wen didn’t seem like someone who could tolerate being falsely accused either.
So Zhao Pan believed Yun Shifei’s words. Now, he felt a tinge of anger as well.
He thought Wen Lin’s actions had been far too despicable.
"Miss Wen, what you did was really out of line!" Zhao Pan finally spoke up, unable to hold back. "I know you’re not like this ordinarily, but you *did* do this. It’s normal for you to like Mr. Cheng and not like Miss Yun, but playing little tricks in everyday life is one thing. Doing this kind of thing when lives are at stake? That’s just stupidity!"
Zhao Pan wanted to curse out loud but refrained.
Hearing Zhao Pan’s words, Wen Lin was stunned. "But... but she’s fine, isn’t she?"
"She’s fine—for now. But what if things hadn’t turned out that way?" Zhao Pan replied. "Forget it, forget it. Don’t try to explain to me anymore. You should think about how you’re going to explain this to Mr. Cheng."
Zhao Pan had no desire to get involved in their tangled relationships. After he finished speaking, he turned to Wen Lin and said, "Miss Wen, are you coming or not? Or do you want me to carry you too?"
Wen Lin was livid. If Zhao Pan were her subordinate, she would’ve fired him ages ago.
But unfortunately, he wasn’t. She could only respond angrily, "Zhao Pan, watch your tone with me!"
