My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 929 The Woman Has Arrived
Ye Lu couldn’t help grinding her teeth—Yiyi, that girl, just couldn’t keep her mouth shut.
She had already betrayed her before the wedding.
Mu Bao’er sighed as she looked at her, "I feel like you’re just like I was at the beginning, after being hurt, shrinking away like a hedgehog, unwilling to accept love ever again. But we both know that’s just a form of escapism."
Ye Lu lifted her head, her eyes stubborn, "Mrs. Ji, I’m different from you. You and Mr. Ji truly loved each other. Even if it was painful, you had the foundation of love, which is why, in the end, you will be happy. But I’m different from him; I don’t love him anymore, and he doesn’t love me. Right now, we’re just bound together because of the child."
"Let’s not talk about whether he loves you or not. Do you really think you’ve stopped loving him?" Bao’er asked her.
"...Of course."
She couldn’t forgive, couldn’t forgive those deeply heartbreaking hurts.
"But your expression doesn’t seem like that of someone who has let go. When one has truly moved on, they are composed, and calm, but your eyes now carry pain mixed with obsession."
Mu Bao’er reached out and gently took her hands.
"Do you not love him anymore, or have you forced yourself not to love him? You need to figure out what’s in your heart. Love isn’t something you can drop just because you want to. If you feel very pained and wronged in your heart and you want to let go, that instead shows that your love is too deep, too painful, painful to the point that you can’t bear it."
"Stop, please," Ye Lu begged, her breath catching, her face turning pale. That feeling of being suddenly stabbed in the wound was very uncomfortable and chaotic.
She really didn’t want to analyze her own feelings, nor did she want to know what she felt for ThirdYoung Master Jun now.
She didn’t need it; she didn’t need anything.
She just needed to stick to the resolution she had already made and walk down that path without looking back.
Because she didn’t want to step into suffering again, to fall and break open her head, to forget being alone in the dark, feeling desperate and helpless, she didn’t want to go through it ever again!
"Think about it. Regardless of what anyone says, what matters most is your own heart. But the one thing you can’t deceive is yourself. If you’re brave enough, one day you will, just like I did, find the most profound love."
Mu Bao’er also knew she couldn’t push too hard. Such matters were like drinking water; only the drinker knows if it’s cold or warm. All she could do was to give a hint.
She walked away, giving Ye Lu space to think.
"Mommy, that woman is here." Ye Yuan suddenly came over, her face heavy with tension.
Ye Lu snapped out of her reverie, raised her head, and looked in the direction Ye Yuan was pointing. An exquisitely beautiful Eastern woman in a black floor-length opulent gown, gracefully walked into the party, her movements full of grace and allure.
Her eyes were misty, as if veiled in a faint mist, her red lips glossy, carrying a light, intoxicating smile.
She was extremely beautiful, with a pointed, delicate chin, a face like finely carved jade, rose petal-red lips moist and lovely, a straight nose, skin as white as snow, and glossy black hair that fell to her waist, loosely spilled over her shoulders in a lazy and slightly seductive manner.
Although she was wearing a large pair of sunglasses at the museum before, making it difficult to see her face,
Ye Lu recognized her at a glance. She was the woman—no doubt about it, a person’s aura doesn’t change.
Seeing her appear at Ivanov’s party set off an ominous premonition in Ye Lu’s heart, and she became extremely vigilant.
She must not let this woman see her; she quickly pulled Ye Yuan into the sofa in the corner which was more secluded, and it was unlikely that people outside would notice this spot.
