Hidden identities of the AI Heiress-Chapter 1024: Pei Ya: She Doesn’t Want Me, I Don’t Want Her Either
Pei Ya heard these words, and his heart suddenly felt a sharp, piercing pain, as though pricked by a needle.
After a long moment, he asked hoarsely, "Why?"
Why couldn’t it be him?
Everyone around Professor Qiao was just like Professor Qiao—dedicated, with a deep thirst for knowledge toward the unknown.
Pei Ya was no exception.
As his heart twisted with pain, he stubbornly fixed his gaze on Han Wang, trying to catch any trace of deceit in her eyes.
Han Wang had rarely seen Pei Ya like this.
In her impression, this man had always been carefree and unruly.
Now she realized that she might have misunderstood him all along.
Pei Ya, just like her, was a tenacious person.
He wouldn’t give up easily, not until the very end.
"Do you really want to know?"
Han Wang lowered her eyes, avoiding Pei Ya’s gaze. Her entire demeanor exuded an unapproachable aloofness, like a startled porcupine bristling its quills to protect itself.
She swallowed hard and stated flatly, "Your actions have already caused me distress. If you don’t want me to truly hate you, then stop pestering me."
Pei Ya’s fingers trembled slightly, and his breathing grew strained. "You hate me? So you just picked someone at random to marry? Do you hate me that much?"
Before this, he had firmly believed that Han Wang must have had some plan, which explained why she hadn’t left yet.
But now, he was beginning to lose confidence.
"I don’t hate you now, but I might in the future. If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving."
As she spoke, she pulled out her chair and stood up, without sparing Pei Ya a single glance, turning to leave the private room.
Pei Ya said nothing, and the air seemed to freeze at that moment.
Han Wang stepped out of the room, and as she was about to shut the door, she looked back at Pei Ya through the narrow gap.
The man sat motionlessly in his chair, staring blankly ahead, lost in thought—or perhaps thinking about nothing at all. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
Han Wang felt an urge to go back, hold him, and comfort him.
But she mastered herself with great control.
She firmly shut the door.
Han Wang thought to herself.
She had spoken so cruelly today; he ought to hate her now.
But they were never suited for each other anyway, and she definitely shouldn’t leave him with any shred of hope.
Han Wang bit her lip and forced herself to move forward, only to look up and see Professor Qiao. She froze for a moment.
"Professor, why are you..."
Qiao Yun glanced at the tightly shut door of the private room. "He wanted to see you, and I wanted to see you too."
Han Wang’s gaze softened slightly; she understood Qiao Yun was worried about her.
Qiao Yun’s composed gaze swept across Han Wang’s face, momentarily furrowing his brow, but he didn’t inquire further and simply said, "Are you really alright?"
Facing Qiao Yun, Han Wang was much more straightforward: "I’m sorry for worrying you. I’m really fine. I stayed here because there’s something I want to resolve."
Qiao Yun gave a curious "Hmm."
Han Wang’s eyes chilled, her expression serious as she said, "This time, he was able to disregard my will and force me to stay. Next time, he might use me to harm you, so I want to completely sever connections with the Herbert family."
Qiao Yun understood immediately: "You want to cut ties with them."
"Yes."
"Will it be hard?"
"It will be hard, but I can do it."
Han Wang’s face radiated resolve.
Qiao Yun relaxed. "I believe in you."
Han Wang smiled faintly. "Thank you..."
She hesitated for a moment before adding, "Please do me a favor and keep this secret—don’t tell Pei Ya my plans."
"Alright." Qiao Yun didn’t probe further. He never interfered with his students’ choices, but when he thought of Pei Ya’s persistence, his temples throbbed slightly. He spoke up on Pei Ya’s behalf, "Pei Ya is very worried about you."
"I know." Han Wang couldn’t help but laugh. "He’s pretty foolish."
He truly had traveled all this way and even talked about eloping, without bothering to think whether she would agree.
Qiao Yun grew curious. "Do you not like him?"
Han Wang replied in an enigmatic tone, "We’re not right for each other."
Not everyone is destined for happiness.
Besides, she didn’t trust Pei Ya.
This love had come too suddenly, too quickly. When his passion inevitably faded, who could guarantee he wouldn’t regret, that they wouldn’t end up resenting each other?
It was better to make him give up from the start.
At the root of it, she had never believed anyone would genuinely love her.
Han Wang said no more and merely nodded at Qiao Yun. "Professor, I’ll be leaving now."
"Alright." Qiao Yun didn’t try to stop her—he could sense her hesitation. Pressing his lips together, he said, "Perhaps you could try trusting him."
Han Wang smiled and shook her head, giving no reply to Qiao Yun.
After she left, Qiao Yun furrowed his brows.
He truly couldn’t figure them out.
Even though she was already engaged to Li Hanzhou, he couldn’t make sense of it.
At last, he sighed, "Human emotions are so complicated."
Li Hanzhou stepped out from around the corner and tapped Qiao Yun on the head. His voice was lazy as he said, "Everyone’s feelings are different, so naturally their ways of handling them are different too."
Qiao Yun found this quite reasonable and stopped dwelling on it, heading toward the private room.
Before he could open the door, the door swung open.
Pei Ya stood behind it, his handsome face unchanged save for slightly reddened eyes. His usual calm expression remained intact.
But as soon as Pei Ya saw Qiao Yun, his composure completely crumbled.
The grievance pent up in his heart exploded all at once, and he couldn’t care less about Li Hanzhou being present.
Feeling wronged, he complained angrily, "She doesn’t want me. How can she not want me? She doesn’t want me, so I don’t want her either!"
Qiao Yun hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to rub Pei Ya’s head, soothing him: "Alright, don’t cry, okay?"
