After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 119: Belonging to Myself

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Belonging to Myself

"Yueyue," he said, "go and do whatever you want to do, I will wait for your return."

Even amidst the grand fireworks and noise, Bian Yue heard every word clearly.

She turned her face in surprise and asked, "Anything?"

"Yes, anything," Shen Jinci said. "You are by my side, but you completely belong to yourself. I want you to be happy, and I want you to do whatever you want."

He said it so seriously that Bian Yue couldn’t help but take it seriously too. She said, "I thought love would have possessiveness."

"Of course it does, but reason tells me that you are more important, above my feelings."

So that night, when Bian Yue received a call from Anny asking when she would be going to the film crew, she didn’t hesitate to say, "I’ll go tomorrow."

The bedroom was very quiet. After Bian Yue hung up the call, Shen Jinci encircled her waist from behind and pulled her into his arms.

His face buried in her hair, silently feeling her breath, his voice tired and hoarse, he said, "When the time comes, I’ll bring you clothes."

Bian Yue smiled and turned around in his arms, touched his face, smiled and said okay, paused, then said seriously, "Shen Jinci, I like you."

In the deep night, Shen Jinci slowly opened his eyes, looked at her with increasing tenderness, a look he never gave to anyone else but her.

And Shen Jinci gently kissed her forehead, softly saying, "Thank you for your affection, Princess."

Li Sihe coughed up blood again that night.

Su Youxue, who had already been asleep, was awakened by the man’s coughing, hurriedly looked at him, and said, "Ah Hen, are you alright?"

The next moment, when she saw the blood on the corner of his lips, her face drained of color and she exclaimed in shock, "You... I’ll go call a doctor."

Li Sihe frowned, grabbed Su Youxue’s wrist, "Swallow this event, now return to your room and sleep. I’ve told you, I don’t like you staying here."

Su Youxue felt bitter inside but managed to put on a forced smile. With tears in her eyes and a voice hard to conceal her choke, she said, "Ah Hen, I’m worried about you... why can’t you understand that I’m really worried?"

"Su Youxue, I have never withheld anything that I should give you, and what I shouldn’t give, I won’t," Li Sihe released Su Youxue’s wrist. He wiped away the blood without expression, regaining his usual calm and distinguished demeanor, "Now leave."

Su Youxue clenched her teeth, ultimately didn’t dare to defy, and got up to leave.

Zhuang Jie Ning received a call from Su Youxue in the middle of the night. The latter had obviously been crying, her voice hoarse. "Miss Zhuang, I did everything as you said, so why is Shiheng still indifferent to me?"

"Indifferent?" Zhuang Jie Ning gently swirled the red wine in her glass, the crimson liquid clinging to the glass. She watched leisurely with an amused smile, "Su Youxue, could it be that you want too much? You are now in the Li Family, by Li Sihe’s side. What more could you be dissatisfied with? Haven’t you already got what you wanted?"

"What I want is not just to be by his side!" Su Youxue said, her voice suppressed, "Do I have to forever learn Bian Yue’s demeanor and tone to secure a place?"

"No, you have another path."

"What?" Su Youxue asked eagerly.

"You can choose to find a new sponsor. Of course, I know that Li Sihe’s caliber is really top-notch. In today’s Xiangjiang, among the unmarried young nobles, there’s no one better than Li Sihe. But he is, as you say, dying soon..."

"Enough!" Su Youxue angrily interrupted Zhuang Jie Ning’s words, her teeth trembling as she bitterly said, "If you don’t want to help me, that’s fine, but why say such things? Miss Zhuang has known Shiheng for many years, don’t you worry about his current condition at all?"

"If I worry, then you should be afraid, right? Su Youxue, you’re able to stay by Li Sihe’s side only through me. If I cared about Li Sihe, would you even be here today?"

The sarcasm in Zhuang Jie Ning’s tone was undoubtedly like stabbing a knife into Su Youxue’s heart.

Her face flushed red, tears shimmering in her eyes, she suddenly sneered, "Miss Zhuang, you are wrong. It’s not because of you that I am where I am today; it’s because of Bian Yue. It’s not you Li Sihe cares about; it’s Bian Yue."

The smile on Zhuang Jie Ning’s face cooled, "What do you mean by telling me this?"

"No other meaning, just want to tell Miss Zhuang, compared to me, you are just better off with a good background. We are now partners, and it’s not your place to talk down to me!" After saying this, Su Youxue hung up the phone without waiting for Zhuang Jie Ning to react.

Zhuang Jie Ning stood blankly listening to the busy tone from the phone.

She had never imagined that she, of all people, would be insulted by a third-rate actress like Su Youxue.

"Bitch!" Zhuang Jie Ning, filled with rage, smashed the wine glass in her hand to the floor. Accompanied by the crisp sound, the wine splattered on the floor, forming a dark red stain. Her chest heaved violently, and her eyes reddened frighteningly.

She gritted her teeth and sneered, saying, "Well played, Su Youxue, speaking sneeringly here about how I’m inferior to Bian Yue! I indeed want to show you who is the true number one socialite in Xiangjiang!"

The night peeled away the deepest fears within her. For many years, Zhuang Jie Ning cautiously maintained her noble demeanor, shaping herself as the epitome of a Xiangjiang socialite. Yet, the name Bian Yue hung over her head like a dark cloud.

Bian Yue didn’t have to do anything, and Li Sihe loved her madly, as if bewitched.

Despite being trampled into the mud, even though the Bian Family was no more, she still lived so proud and self-contained.

Now, she has become Mrs. Shen Jinci, her life path seemingly smooth, making even Zhuang Jie Ning want to cheer for her.

But what about herself?

Before Bian Yue’s appearance, she was the most eye-catching figure in their circle.

From a young age, she knew she was betrothed to Li Sihe.

She didn’t care about the man, Zhuang Jie Ning, but disliked the feeling of having something stolen from her.

Li Sihe, the center of attention, the most dazzling face, the most watched, and then... Shen Jinci.

Why was everything Bian Yue’s?

Her years of maintaining a high profile, only to end up empty-handed in the end.

"Bian Yue..." Zhuang Jie Ning chuckled tearfully, her face already streaked with tears, she emotionlessly wiped her tears, as if asking herself, "Tell me, how can we be friends? You tell me, how are we supposed to be friends!"

Bian Yue prepared early in the morning to head to the film set.

And Shen Jinci left even earlier, only leaving a note saying he was going to Lixing to handle accumulated matters.

Bian Yue, looking at the strong and forceful thin gold script on the note, felt a surge of a heartache-like emotion. She wrote in small plum blossom script at the bottom left corner of the note, ’Mr. Shen, take care of your health.’

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