Favoring a Hidden Mistress? Engagement Broken-Chapter 87 - 83: Why Should I?
Why!
Thinking of something, Xie Wanqing sneered, "It was just the naïve words of youth, I thought Heir Lu wouldn’t be so childish."
I thought Heir Lu wouldn’t be so childish...
Lu Ziyuan’s hand suddenly clenched, his pupils contracted, remembering the day just months ago when their relationship completely shattered.
Facing her questioning, he once said similar words.
She asked why he wasn’t like this before; before, he said having just her as a woman was enough.
What did he say then?
He said with a hint of sarcasm: I thought Wanwan shouldn’t be so naïve.
Heaven truly forgives no one.
This girl really holds grudges!
Lu Ziyuan gritted his teeth in hatred, yet couldn’t help but show a hint of pleading in his eyes, "Wanwan, can you choose another way to get back at me? Don’t use this, don’t use marrying someone else to punish me."
He looked haggard, his face, usually cold and stern, was covered in blood, with coarse stubble on his chin, presenting a wildness she had never seen before.
It should have been the most untamable wildness, yet now there was unmistakable pleading in his eyes, seeming somewhat abrupt.
Xie Wanqing’s brow furrowed tightly, she thought she might truly have a heart of stone, not feeling a shred of compassion seeing him like this.
If only before, he could show a bit of weakness to her, letting her know she had weight in his heart, that would’ve been nice.
But it’s too late now.
All her softness and admiration had disappeared almost completely the moment she realized the dreams were real.
The last bit vanished under the rose tree, in his cold words on that day.
Xie Wanqing felt a bit desolate, she took a deep breath, gradually freeing her hand.
"I didn’t marry Pei Yuqing for the revenge you think, I just want to get rid of your entanglement completely. When I proposed breaking off the engagement, I never planned to look back."
She sighed lightly, saying, "We have known each other since childhood, during our naïve youth I truly liked you, but later I woke up and realized we are not suitable. You are too proud, never willing to lower yourself, every time we have disputes, it’s always me compromising, but I am also a girl raised with my parents’ and siblings’ care; I can’t bear too much grievance."
If she were compliant, perhaps the dream version of her wouldn’t have succumbed to illness, she could tolerate bringing one concubine after another for him.
But she isn’t; she can’t endure his preference for concubines over her, can’t endure the concubines’ provocation and humiliation, so she became ill and died from hemorrhage.
For liking him, she once risked her life.
Although he didn’t know.
From Lu Ziyuan’s perspective, apart from saying a few irresponsible words, he did nothing else, he truly felt innocent.
But she truly didn’t owe him anything.
Her hand, aided by the lubrication of blood, gradually slipped out from his palm, Lu Ziyuan was exhausted, he held tightly, yet lacked the strength to retain her, his expression began to panic.
His face turned pale: "Don’t..."
"Lu Ziyuan," Xie Wanqing looked up and met his gaze, speaking steadily amidst his blood-red eyes, "We’ve known each other since childhood, even if we can’t be husband and wife, don’t let it turn so stiff, can we each be well?"
The girl’s voice was light and gentle, as if whispering sweet words in your ear, but every sentence pierced the heart.
... Can we each be well?
Lu Ziyuan’s throat emitted a barely audible tremor, Xie Wanqing was about to speak when suddenly her shoulder tightened, next moment had already been drawn into his embrace.
"You’re dreaming!" His lips pressed against her ear, voice cold and piercing, "Xie Wanqing, you’re dreaming! Am I your plaything? Why do you say you love and then don’t, say you want to discard me to be Mrs. Pei?"
A chilling breath entered through her eardrum into her limbs, "You’re dreaming!"
Xie Wanqing felt her blood nearly freeze; his voice was truly sinister, she couldn’t help but feel afraid and alarmed.
Nearby, a short cry sounded, it was Erqing.
Shortly after, a weight pressed on her body, the man who had just been threatening her tooth and nail fainted.
Raising her head, Xie Wanqing saw Pei Yuqing withdrawing his hand.
Had he finally reached his limit?
She thought he might have some peculiar habit, enjoying watching his new wife reminisce with her former fiancé.
Who does that, always making these little moves, what’s the point of bringing Lu Ziyuan into the bridal chamber?
Testing if she regretted?
Or wanting Lu Ziyuan to give up completely?
Ending emotions with Lu Ziyuan in front of him, extinguishing any possibility of remorse?
Xie Wanqing couldn’t fathom, but she saw through him, this person might have a hundred schemes, appearing gentle and shy, seemingly very easy to bully, but inside he was like black sesame filling.
Her peaceful wedding night had turned entirely red-stained, Xie Wanqing’s anger almost surged through her mind, yet she managed to maintain her composure.
Exchanging a glance, Pei Yuqing bent down, prying Lu Ziyuan’s unconscious arms from her, then extended his hand to her.
Xie Wanqing lowered her gaze to his hand, then turned to glance at Lu Ziyuan, whose brow remained furrowed even in unconsciousness.
Finally, she chose to stand up on her own.
Pei Yuqing’s outstretched hand paused in mid-air before calling Pei Er inside. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
The unconscious Lu Ziyuan was taken away.
Because Lu Ziyuan held her tightly, Xie Wanqing’s dress was covered in blood from his body, she sniffed, furrowing her brow before heading to the bath again.
When she emerged cleaned, the room that had just been chaotic was restored as before.
The thick red candles gave off a warm and bright light, Pei Yuqing was still leaning against the headboard, his head slightly lowered, contemplating who knows what, his profile still as handsome.
Everything was very cozy, as if time had rewound to an hour ago.
Lu Ziyuan seemed to have never appeared.
Xie Wanqing sneered in her heart, as if he hadn’t appeared.
This bridal farce, surely the whole Capital City would know.
Hearing her footsteps, Pei Yuqing turned his gaze this way, his eyes still calm, showing no trace.
Xie Wanqing met his gaze briefly, then looked away, sitting beside the dressing table, picking up bottles and jars to start applying.
With no one else in the room and neither of them speaking, Xie Wanqing felt his gaze never shifted away.
Under usual circumstances, she might have joked with him, teasing him excessively at times when feeling mischievous, nothing certain.
But now, Xie Wanqing had no interest at all.
She was angry.
Angry at his testing, angry at how he treated their wedding night.
Pei Yuqing was exceedingly perceptive, he certainly noticed the girl’s annoyance, feeling a bit bewildered and anxious inside.
He had never coaxed a girl before; since their acquaintance, everything happened naturally; she was so bright and lively, most of the time teasing him with laughter.
In fact, this was the first time she was angry.
