Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 568 - 441: In Feng’s heart, he definitely loves Gu Zixuan more than she feels—(3000
With a cold lowering of his brows, he could easily guess who it was.
Especially since Gu Zixuan didn’t like wearing perfume. Even if she did, it would be very light and never as sweetly overwhelming as tonight, with an indescribable scent mingling within.
And in his bed, no second woman had ever slept.
He pushed her arm away, and in the cold night, he coldly uttered a few words, "Go back to sleep, I don’t need it."
The simple eight words made Qi Shuya’s body stiffen behind him.
Stopping for a moment, she unwillingly tightened her embrace, saying, "But we are engaged, Cheng Jin. In less than three months, we can marry, and tonight’s rain is too heavy. I’m scared..."
The soft voice, carrying a helpless tenderness, would soften any man’s heart.
However, this only changed the coldness in Feng Chengjin’s eyes from one kind to another.
Turning his body around, he looked at Qi Shuya in the night.
There wasn’t a hint of compromise as he asked, "Afraid?"
Qi Shuya bit her lip and nodded.
"Then let my sister-in-law sleep with you."
In an instant, the excessive coldness and rejection made Qi Shuya’s eyes well up with tears. Looking at Feng Chengjin, who had turned on the light, sat up straight, and started to fumble for a cigarette to smoke, she said in a trembling voice, "Why... We’re already engaged."
Feng Chengjin took a puff and looked at the rainy scene outside the window, saying, "Shuya, the reason I chose to marry you is because you promised not to mind these things, and not to interfere with my life at all."
However, these words brutally pierced Qi Shuya’s eardrum. She swallowed her sobs and said, "Yes, I did say I wouldn’t mind, but that was before marriage. No matter how you think of a woman, how you love her, how you can’t forget her, I can accept it. But Cheng Jin, we are about to become husband and wife. We live in the same house now. Our parents and family bless us, our relatives and friends wish for us to be together soon. Can you really bear to see me live like a widow for a lifetime? And you, aren’t you feeling uncomfortable?" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
This moment of genuine emotion might have slightly moved Feng Chengjin.
In the process of their deep gaze meeting, thoughts wandered to the scene of standing outside Gu Zixuan’s door, with her refusing to let him in.
Upon learning the truth, a direct slap across his face...
And finally, he pushed her away with his life, and she left him with a notice of the child she aborted...
At this moment, Feng Chengjin’s rational mind clearly told him what he should do.
But the words that escaped his mouth turned cold, "Aren’t we not married yet?"
In an instant, Qi Shuya was speechless.
And what Feng Chengjin said in the next moment completely stunned her.
"What’s more..." Feng Chengjin took a couple more puffs, then extinguished the half-burnt cigarette in the ashtray.
Throwing off the covers, he got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom, saying, "To be honest, the last surgery did a lot of nerve damage to me. I have issues in that area now, still undergoing treatment. I can’t satisfy what you want. If you find such a life unbearable and too lonely, you can choose to break off the engagement. I will compensate for all the Qi Family’s losses, and socially I will also explain that the cause was mine."
Having said that, Feng Chengjin opened the bathroom door and entered the toilet.
On the bed, Qi Shuya, watching Feng Chengjin’s desolate back, couldn’t have imagined there was such a reason...
In that moment, looking at her own somewhat scantily clad self, she felt indescribable discomfort and embarrassment.
Almost stammering, she uttered, "I... I didn’t expect this, it’s okay, that’s not what I meant, then... take care of yourself, we’ll talk about the future later, I didn’t mean to provoke you, I... I’ll go back first."
Then she pulled at the collar of her nightgown to conceal the revealing style inside, walked out quickly, and closed the door behind her.
Embarrassment thoroughly overwhelmed Qi Shuya.
Remembering Eldest Sister-in-law Li’s advice, she decided to tell Li Zhi immediately that she would not do such things again in the future.
Inside the bathroom, Feng Chengjin leaned against the bathroom door, listening to the sound of the door closing. After a pause, he walked over to the toilet, taking out something hard like a torch.
In fact, he was a normal man. Faced with that specially concocted aphrodisiac incense, how could his hypothalamus not be stimulated to react?
It’s just...
Seeing the back of his head tense up and sweating, he could only rely on his own hand to quickly and embarrassingly resolve...
After releasing everything, he flushed the toilet.
Watching the turbid mess get carried away by the blue water, he laughed in despair and desolation.
After pausing, he pulled up his pants and went to wash his hands.
Pausing again, after finishing with the hand soap and washing multiple times, he washed his face...
The icy water eventually washed all his mixed emotions back to calmness.
But...
When he lifted his head again, seeing his somewhat unkempt face with deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes in the mirror, he had never realized he had been living so haggardly these past two years.
It even resembled the time when he first witnessed Gu Zixuan getting married.
The same feelings, the same outcome.
Back then, he was twenty-six, and he had plenty of time to squander, to yearn for someone, saying that even if he didn’t get married, he would wait a few years to try.
But now, he’s thirty-six, he can’t afford to wait, he has no time left, more than half of his midlife is gone, and in another decade or so, he’ll step into old age...
Time... what a ridiculous thing.
In the moment of reflection, as he sees himself neglecting a legitimate fiancée while choosing to resolve matters on his own, Feng Chengjin has never despised his hands and his repulsive body that won’t touch another woman this much.
Grabbing the ceramic toothbrush cup, in the next instant, he smashed it directly into the mirror.
The loud sound of "crash" shattering the mirror along with the ceramic cup in his palm.
At the same time, countless fragments pierced into his palm, and the blood oozed out...
Seeing himself in the mirror, equally fragmented.
Feng Chengjin chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Laughing until it’s bitter, laughing until it’s hopeless.
Feng Chengjin, you’ve been engaged for three days, the news should have spread everywhere it could, but you still haven’t heard a single bit of news from her.
She canceled her identity card, changed her name, moved to a different address, abandoned her phone, no one can find her, so where will you look for her?
Even upon your engagement, she showed no reluctance, she even spared sending a pretentious, fake text message.
Does she care? Does she love you?
Ten years, for these ten years you’ve watched yourself sink deeper and deeper, yet never hesitated to give yourself false hopes time and again.
Feng Chengjin, why deceive yourself?
You love her, but does she love you!
If she really loved you, how could she cruelly abort your child and crush the hope you’ve waited eight years for!
Why won’t you wake up a little, why!
Filled with boundless anger, Feng Chengjin grabbed the edge of the European-style intricately carved mirror, and ruthlessly wrenched it down, smashing it into the bathtub.
"Crash!" along with a second shattering of the bathtub.
Cynically looking at the blood-splattered scene all over, he paused, turned on the faucet, casually washed away the glass shards from his bloodied palm.
Then he walked out, grabbed his clothes.
After putting it on and heading downstairs, shortly after, the black car disappeared from the old residence of the Feng family.
...
Not far from Feng Chengjin’s bedroom, in Feng Jingguo’s bedroom.
At that moment Feng Jingguo had already put on his coat, quietly standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching his son’s departing desolation, having aged another segment in these past two years, he had risen upon hearing the commotion.
Yet now he was quietly without sleepiness.
Child... should the truth be told to Cheng Jin?
But he is already seventy-four years old.
He has already experienced the loss of a father in his old age, must he experience the severance of a child again?
Thinking of the words his father said on his deathbed, leaning on his cane, struggling within himself, his eyes became teary.
He has always followed his father’s demands, asking Cheng Jin accordingly, why, having listened to his father throughout his life and lived well, now there arose a problem in the next generation?
If this is fate, isn’t it a little late?
If this is sin, isn’t it too long...
...
Of course.
Inside Qi Shuya’s bedroom farther away from Feng Chengjin’s bedroom.
Back in the bedroom, she was continuously thinking about Feng Chengjin’s words, deeply remorseful over her impetuousness tonight, yet when she opened the curtains again, seeing him walk directly out into the rain, getting into the car before even bothering to hold an umbrella, the butler hurried to follow was coldly rebuffed by him with a commanding "Get lost!"
She knew, he would never become like this simply because his body had issues, preventing him from having relations with her.
Hence, she must have been deceived earlier.
In Feng Chengjin’s heart, he definitely loves Gu Zixuan more deeply than she’d ever felt, a love down to his very core.
But now he refuses to speak, even more unwilling to express.
He’s pretending to the point of deceiving himself.
Suddenly, she thought again of Yu Wei’s words that day, looking at the ring on her hand, she began to feel boundless unease...
