Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 567 - V440: Thank you all for the monthly tickets, this is the second additional - . (2000)
In an instant, Xu Huan wasn’t sure if she had seen it wrong.
It seemed that Qiu Zhixuan’s eyes became wet and red even faster than hers in that brief moment.
She paused for a moment.
Qiu Zhixuan couldn’t describe her chaotic emotions, as she pressed her lips together coldly and quickly opened the internet, typing in Feng Chengjin’s news to start searching.
As expected...
After just over two days of not going online, the news that came up was already spreading like wildfire across the internet.
Feng Chengjin was engaged.
His fiancée was Qi Shuya from a prestigious family of scholars.
The scene of the two exchanging rings at their engagement banquet was broadcasted prominently in the main news feed. Although Feng Chengjin’s expression couldn’t be seen from the shooting angle, the image of him putting the engagement ring on Qi Shuya and her looking on with a gaze full of happiness pierced her eyes sharply.
She paused, grabbed a pack of tissues from the table, and said, "Sorry, my stomach hurts, I’m going to the restroom." She quickly walked out.
Upon reaching the restroom, Qiu Zhixuan quickly turned on the faucet, washing her face several times on this still chilly day in March.
In the end, she, who still couldn’t come to her senses, walked into the restroom, supporting her waist with one hand and covering her nose with the other, pacing back and forth in discomfort.
For a moment, her eyes were filled with tears that wouldn’t fall.
The twisting pain in her heart made her desperately console herself.
Don’t be like this, Qiu Zhixuan, when you left back then, you knew this day would come sooner or later. He already gave you two years to buffer, which is enough to honor the love you shared once.
He’s thirty-six, soon to be thirty-seven; he must get married and have children. You can’t be so selfish as to hope he’ll love only you for his entire life.
You were prepared mentally. Every day for the past two years, you’ve been simulating what would happen when this possibility arrived.
You changed your name and left him, all to see the day when he and his family could live harmoniously together.
Be strong.
The path was your choice; no matter how hard it gets, you have to walk it alone.
But...
The tears in her eyes couldn’t stop trembling.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t hold them back.
Her heart trembled, her voice choked.
At first one tear, then two.
Then a string of them, another string.
Finally, her whole face was thoroughly drenched.
In an instant, she didn’t even know how she cried out loud, only realizing how the scorching tears mixed with the cold water droplets on her face created an unforgettable sting.
And the image that played large in her mind.
The scene of Feng Chengjin placing the ring on Qi Shuya’s finger pierced her heart like a thousand sharp blades.
Thinking of those moments when he kissed the corner of her lips and said, "Zixuan, marry me."
She was in unbearable pain...
Finally, the night cooled, and the work unit was done for the day.
When Bai Qifan came to pick up Qiu Zhixuan, her eyes had lost their expression, leaving only red eyes blankly staring forward.
Bai Qifan, guessing she perhaps knew something, just glanced without saying a word.
He stepped on the gas and took her to the liveliest bar in Beijing.
Here, lights were decadent, colors extravagant.
Sitting at the reserved central spot, those young masters of Beijing awaiting Bai Qifan all hooted with laughter, "Yo, today’s girl you brought is really stunning! Absolutely peerless beauty!"
Jokingly waving them off, Bai Qifan said, "Shoo, shoo, this is just a relative’s daughter, just broke up. Brought her here to play and vent. Tonight, drink as you wish, but if anyone dares make a move, don’t blame me, Bai Qifan, for cutting your hands off!"
Hearing it was such a relationship and under such protection, the young masters of Beijing who usually hung out with Bai Qifan, though often reckless, generally respected such boundaries and did not take advantage.
So they handed her a drink, saying, "Hey, sis, here you go. Tonight, however you want to drink, we’ll accompany you. Rest assured, we might play around with the women who stick around us, but Mr. Bai’s relatives we never touch."
Thus, Qiu Zhixuan raised her trembling gaze from her hollow and hopeless eyes.
Looking at the full table of variously colored drinks, she pursed her lips and softly uttered a few words: "I want ice-cold vodka, straight from the bottle."
And so, this night, they drank until 1 AM.
In the end, Qiu Zhixuan didn’t know how she managed to get all the men at the table down, only knowing that glass after glass, she brought down a group of young masters well-acquainted with nightlife, yet she remained clear amidst the ever-present mist of tears.
This state of hers kept Bai Qifan watching her quietly, saying nothing.
In the end, Qiu Zhixuan, when drunk, began to feel dizzy after a blast of cold wind upon stepping out.
Bai Qifan took her home, parked the car at the alley’s entrance since it couldn’t enter, noticing she could barely walk.
Turning around, he carried her on his back and headed towards the Qiu family’s courtyard.
Unaware if this action of being carried ignited some memory in Qiu Zhixuan’s drunken mind.
With tears streaming, she choked out, "You said you only carried me, said you only liked me, said you only slept with me, said you only ever wanted to love me, but in the end, you married someone else. Cheng Jin, why did you have to say so many sweet words back then, treat me so well, it makes me so uncomfortable I just can’t forget?"
The one carrying her was Bai Qifan, who naturally didn’t know.
All he knew was that his suit jacket on his shoulder was soaked in her tears, sinking through to the shirt within 150 short steps.
Looking again at something shiny hanging from her neck.
A ring threaded onto a necklace.
The missing notch indicating it was part of a pair; now, seeing Qiu Zhixuan softly crying in her drunkenness, he furrowed his brows slightly.
Continuing towards the Qiu family.
...
Meanwhile.
In Rong City, the rainy night, with March’s arrival, brought heavy rain that periodically swept away the city in dreams.
A burst of thunder accompanied by another heavy rain pounding against the window.
As he usually slept soundly, Feng Chengjin suddenly opened his eyes.
Of course, there was another reason that woke him.
Someone had slipped into his bed, pressing against his back, and at this moment, a jade hand wrapped around his waist.
