My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1940: Stunned
She herself could not have imagined that she would be so upset over that man that she couldn’t sleep.
This is probably the taste of heartbreak, making people uncomfortable and fragile.
She had never experienced this kind of feeling, clearly hating him, yet she constantly thought of him, thought of the moments they shared, and it just made her feel worse.
She felt like an abandoned child, so sad, and yet there was no family or friend around to comfort her, to accompany her through this torturous time.
Thinking again of her lonely existence in a foreign world, unable to return home, made the discomfort even stronger.
"I feel so uncomfortable, I want to go home, I want my mom and dad... Dad would hold me and comfort me..." She hugged the pillow tightly, thinking of those kind relatives in her dreams, making it impossible to hold back her tears.
In this world, there was not a single person who truly loved her; she hated this place, hated the people who made her sad.
"Hey, speak properly, why are you suddenly crying?" Fengye Wuyin stiffly stared at her, seeing her hugging a doll and crying pitifully like a wronged child, her nose red, shoulders constantly shaking, such a sad and pitiable sight.
He was not used to seeing her like this, because usually she seemed cunning yet optimistic and clever, as if nothing could make her sad.
It was unimaginable that she would cry so wantonly, so stubbornly like a little girl.
He hated women who cried too much because they always assumed crying was a weapon to deal with men, to arouse their pity, which he disdained and viewed coldly, without sympathy.
But watching Jun Yiyi cry with her eyes reddened, such a sad expression, the delicate string in his heart was plucked, and there was no disgust or disdain.
Instead, there was a trace of reluctance and heartache.
"Stop crying, are you uncomfortable somewhere? I’ll get a doctor to check on you." He squatted down worriedly, examining her, his tone becoming concerned.
"I don’t want a doctor... Just leave me alone, okay? Get out, I don’t need your fake kindness, you hypocritical people, who wants your concern?" She shouted at him angrily.
She hated this world, hated everyone here.
They all pretended to be nice to her, but it wasn’t genuine.
"Jun Yiyi, you—" he was involuntarily angry.
Jun Yiyi sneered at him coldly, "What, are you angry? Want to break my neck? Come on, after all, you all act nice to me, but you don’t really care about me."
Aggrieved tears fell one by one; she just wanted to stubbornly vent, to unleash all the dissatisfaction, loneliness, discomfort within her.
Fengye Wuyin was stunned, seeing her sad expression, his anger suddenly dissipated.
"I have never been nice to you, and I’ve always treated you with indifference, so the ’you all’ you’re cursing shouldn’t include me!" he said seriously.
Jun Yiyi was stunned by his words for a moment; right, this man had been impolite to her from start to finish, never pretending to be nice, indeed not among those people.
"But you bullied me, used me, and even captured me back, not letting me go home. You’re also bad, being mean to me." She sniffed and cried again, convinced everyone treated her poorly.
"Is it just because of that? I thought you didn’t care how I treated you, because in your heart you always regarded me as an enemy."
A hand awkwardly reached out to wipe away her tears, appearing clumsy due to the stiff motion.
Then he held her, letting her head rest on his shoulder.
