My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1023: Discard like a Worn-out Shoe
Ye Lu quietly extended her hand, and a light of ecstatic joy burst in the eyes of Third Young Master Jun, who almost couldn’t believe it and hurriedly slipped the ring onto her finger.
His heart was filled with indescribable excitement; she had finally agreed to marry him. He had been anxious, afraid she still didn’t trust his feelings for her.
Afraid she would reject him because of Old Ling’s incident.
But he knew, no matter how much she denied it verbally, she still loved him in her heart.
"You’ve agreed to me," he said, looking at the ring on her hand, his heart brimming with indescribable happiness.
This ring, compared to the sunset in Atlantis, was practically worthless, yet it was a priceless treasure he cherished even more.
Because this ring contained his deepest love for her: the day of the auction when she was in danger and he took a hit for her, resulting in a shattered shoulder blade. When the doctors removed the fragments, he handed the broken pieces to Ilid, who sent them to a synthetic diamond company.
In the end, they were turned into this small diamond.
Each shining facet was his love for her, and he was willing to place this diamond on her finger, to capture her heart for a lifetime.
However—
Ye Lu’s quiet voice came through.
"Did I agree?" Her gentle voice carried a mocking laugh, and that profound smile on her face became extremely ironic.
Third Young Master Jun was shaken, staring at her in disbelief, completely dumbfounded.
Ye Lu casually took off the ring from her finger, her gaze falling as she looked at the small piece of jewelry in her hand, her indifferent eyes tinted with disdain and contempt.
Then she moved her gaze to Third Young Master Jun’s, usually proud and calm, but now confused and panicked face.
Suddenly, a sense of indescribable vindictive pleasure arose in her heart.
"Third Young Master Jun, are you so poor that you have to propose with this cheap and ugly ring? Are you stupid or just overconfident? Have you forgotten how the luxurious proposal ceremony you organized last time was rejected by me? Now with such a small ring, you think I will marry you? You’re ridiculously hilarious!"
Ye Lu’s cruel and cold voice quietly spread in the air, each word and sentence clear and distinct.
Third Young Master Jun’s face turned deathly pale, looking up at Ye Lu in disbelief.
"Lu’er, what are you saying? Are you angry about what just happened?" Looking at her unfeeling face, the man who once commanded the winds and clouds was, for a moment, at a complete loss.
"Do you want me to spell it out more clearly?" Ye Lu looked at him scornfully, word by word, "Your confession is laughable, your proposal even more so, and you, Third Young Master Jun, disgust me to the utmost. In this world, there is no one I hate or despise more than you!"
Third Young Master Jun shuddered as if he had been struck by lightning, frozen and silent.
Each of her words slammed into his heart, turning into the sharpest blades, slashing his once happy and contented heart into a bloody, torn mess.
Pain, so intense that his breath trembled, pain as if a massive fire was burning within his chest, leaving him gasping and shaking.
He couldn’t understand, looking at her sarcastic and venomous face, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
He couldn’t help but reach out to grab her, wanting to confirm if this cruel and heartless woman was really her.
But he hadn’t touched her yet.
When he heard her disgusted roar, her body quickly dodging away.
"Don’t touch me, you repulsive and filthy man!"
Third Young Master Jun’s hand froze mid-air, still half-kneeling on the ground, his face under the bright lights deathly pale, without a trace of color.
