My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1948: Not Interested
Ji Lingkong was indeed taken aback, but for a different reason than the other men present. Those men looked at the woman as if they were seeing a rare gem, something they wanted to possess all to themselves.
But his shock was not at her luxurious and mysterious black hair, but at the girl’s deep eyes, eyes filled with brightness and strength that now seemed a bit dim and repressed with anger. The contour of those eyes, that gaze, it all seemed faintly familiar to him.
The moment she appeared, she struck his heart directly, leaving him restless, his heart greatly disturbed.
However, he didn’t know who the girl was, as her face was covered with a crystal veil, concealing her appearance completely, leaving her true face unseen.
This dampened the subtle alarm and suspicion in his heart.
The girl’s eyes had a sense of familiarity that he quickly recognized. He had never paid any attention to other women, only Jun Yiyi remained memorable to him.
Yes, this girl’s eyes really resembled Jun Yiyi’s; the delicate lines of her eyes, that bright and flowing brilliance, even the leisurely and lazy arc of the corners of her eyes were so similar.
But how could Jun Yiyi possibly be in such a place, at the Fengye Family’s house?
She didn’t have such astonishing black hair, nor could she have such intimate ties with the Fengye Family, let alone be Fengye Wuyin’s fiancée.
After all, he himself was her fiancé.
More importantly, the girl on the stage wasn’t looking at him at all. If it were Yiyi, how could she not notice him?
"What, are you smitten? To think that even the distinguished son of the Aus Empire’s Councilman could be dazzled," Fengye Xiangzi remarked quite unexpectedly, considering this man was unusual, and in this world, there weren’t many women who could catch his eye and demand his attention.
Ji Lingkong snapped out of his trance, regaining his arrogant demeanor: "Indeed, she is an extraordinary beauty, but her uniqueness merely lies in her innate possession of enticing black hair. If she didn’t have that hair, could she still stir such a sensation? When it comes down to it, any woman with that hair would cause the same stir. She’s not all that special."
"Appearance, beauty or ugliness, powerful fertility, aren’t these what men value most in pursuing women? Seeing such a woman with powerful fertility, haven’t you felt the urge to compete for her? It’s like the mating rituals in nature, where a highly fertile female is instinctively pursued by males." Fengye Xiangzi, despite being open-hearted, was dissatisfied with the low status of women in this world.
"That’s others, not me. I’m not interested in mating for the purpose of procreation!"
Ji Lingkong gracefully raised his head, the distant and profound look in his eyes filled with haughty and persistent self-assertion.
"To want a woman, to claim her, if it’s just because of physical desire or for any profit motive, that’s nothing but low-grade foolishness. If I want a woman, it must be because I love her, love her so deeply that I cannot bear the thought of losing her. That’s why I would seize her, cherish and love her, regard her as a priceless treasure!"
Fengye Xiangzi looked at him, extremely surprised, shaken by his words, even feeling a sense of admiration.
She’s seen many playboys, and encountered too many men who were cold and emotionally detached, focusing solely on their careers. In this patriarchal society, men’s inherent disrespect for women almost felt instinctive. In such a procreation-centric era, love was becoming increasingly faded in marriages.
