After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 179: The Only One I Love

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: The Only One I Love

Bian Yue thought, it must be so, it was the first time someone had held the stars in her hands.

The usually indifferent and noble man sat in the cool, dry night, accompanied by a pool of starlight shimmering like water, setting off fireworks with her.

Bian Yue felt that there was no greater satisfaction than this.

Her eyes felt sour as she raised her hand to touch them, slightly wet.

So, she concealed it, deliberately changing the subject, asking, "Which star do you prefer? The one I discovered, or the one you discovered?"

The sparkler had burned to its end, and darkness engulfed them again. Bian Yue felt Shen Jinci’s kiss land on her forehead.

He said, "I only favor the moon."

I mean, the world’s flora and fauna wilt and thrive in cycles, but the one I favor is only you, that will never change...

Wen Jiao returned home from Honey very late.

On her way, she had received messages from Bian Yue, Miss Bian Yue happily telling her: Wen Jiao, I went to dinner with Shen Jinci, he gave me a beautiful lantern and sparklers!

Wen Jiao thought that she could imagine how innocent and lovely Bian Yue looked while sending those messages.

Wen Jiao hadn’t seen Bian Yue’s childish side for many years.

Li Sihe’s change of heart had been enough for Bian Yue to lose all her illusions and romance.

But Shen Jinci really took good care of her, restoring her carefree demeanor.

Wen Jiao was happy for Bian Yue.

She sent a voice message to Bian Yue, speaking while opening the door, "Yueyue, as long as you are happy, I am happy for you too."

After sending the voice message, Wen Jiao casually turned on the light, and in the next moment, she froze.

Wei Shuqian had arrived at some point, standing at the entrance, dressed in black. It had been so dim just before that Wen Jiao hadn’t noticed him.

But now, he looked toward her, his gorgeous facial features intense, surrounded by a subtle ferocity that clashed with everything around.

Wen Jiao sighed softly to herself and smiled, "Why are you here so late?"

"You’ve been leaving early and returning late, spending every day around Bian Yue. If I hadn’t come to your house, I probably wouldn’t have seen you today," Wei Shuqian’s voice was flat, too calm, betraying no emotion.

Wen Jiao chuckled, jokingly saying, "Wei Shuqian, if you talk like that, I’ll feel like you’re acting like a resentful woman."

After speaking, she walked past Wei Shuqian into the house.

Wei Shuqian followed behind her, always maintaining a certain distance.

Wen Jiao went to the refrigerator, just as she opened it, Wei Shuqian stood behind her and easily closed it back.

Wen Jiao’s temples throbbed vigorously, she turned her head to look at Wei Shuqian, "Do you need something?"

"Wen Jiao, we are getting married soon."

"I know."

"Do you really know?"

"Every day, all kinds of people inform me, telling me, we are getting married, we need to choose a wedding dress, book the venue, send out invitations, there are plenty of people, I really know."

"If you really know, then why do you treat me like this?" Wei Shuqian’s eyes darkened, the years of living on the edge left a compelling and fierce aura on him, without a trace of warmth.

Wen Jiao saw clearly, there was anger in his eyes.

But upon a closer look, there seemed to be some grievances too.

"What have I done to you? I’ve been obedient, Wei Shuqian."

"You don’t want just this."

"What do you want?" Wen Jiao sneered coldly.

"You know what I want."

"I don’t know."

"You know!"

"I don’t..."

Before Wen Jiao could finish, Wei Shuqian was already choking her neck, pinning her against the fridge as he kissed her forcefully.

It was unknown how much time had passed before he finally was willing to part, but when he spoke, his voice trembled, "Wen Jiao, you know, you know it."

Wen Jiao looked at Wei Shuqian, her eyes brimming with shattered light, beginning to spread.

Her heart ached acutely, her hand subconsciously tightened as she hoarsely said, "We are going to get married, isn’t that enough?"

"Wen Jiao, tell me, why did you leave me back then? Weren’t we fine the day before? How can a person change overnight, I don’t believe it."

Maybe it was the night, or perhaps it was after so long since returning to the country, he had been tossing and turning every night, finally admitting his defeat.

He still wanted to kneel before her, begging for her love.

Wei Shuqian slowly let go of his hand from Wen Jiao’s neck, he slightly bent over to embrace her into his arms, carefully tightening his hold, his face pressed against the pulse of her neck, warm and throbbing.

"Jiaojiao, I know, when we parted back then, you must have thought that I hated you," his voice grew weaker,

Wen Jiao’s eyelashes trembled, she slowly raised her hand, seemingly wanting to touch Wei Shuqian’s back, "Xiao Shu..."

Wei Shuqian’s pupils dilated, he incredulously held Wen Jiao tighter, memories flooding back like a tide, overwhelming him.

In the shabby rental room, the young Wen Jiao, bright and ostentatious, sat on his bleached white bedsheet.

He knelt in front of her, helping her put on socks.

Wen Jiao’s smile was clear and adoring as she asked him, "How does your foster mother call you? Shuqian? Xiao Shu?"

His ears reddened, his hands gripping the socks, his veins popping out on the back of his hands as he looked at her with flustered and weakly threatening words.

"Don’t call me that!"

But Wen Jiao suddenly became interested, repeatedly calling him, "Xiao Shu, Xiao Shu?"

Wei Shuqian’s expression was stiff, he grabbed her ankle and pulled her into his arms, seeing her astonished face.

"Don’t call me that again."

Wen Jiao felt a moment of panic, but then she embraced him, her voice so gentle, so deserving as she said, "Don’t you think Xiao Shu sounds nice? Wei Shuqian, I’ve never given anyone a nickname before, I only give nicknames to people I like, are you sure, you don’t want me to call you that?"

She was good at manipulating people’s hearts.

She knew exactly how to sway his emotions.

To this day, what has changed.

Wei Shuqian held Wen Jiao tightly in the silent room, saying, "Wen Jiao, you such a proud person, you wouldn’t lie, right?"

Wen Jiao had never thought that, after so many years, Wei Shuqian would come back looking for her.

And the current Wen Jiao also hadn’t thought that, though all the misunderstandings still existed, Wei Shuqian truly loved her, loved her enough to love her despite the misunderstandings.

Wen Jiao couldn’t say a word, the facade she had always maintained finally shattered, showing signs of collapsing.

She was silent, her eyes reddening.

Wei Shuqian of course noticed her anomaly, he held her even tighter, whispering, "Jiaojiao, tell me, will you?"

Wen Jiao tightly closed her eyes, then opened them again, the sense of fragmentation in her eyes deepened, "Wei Shuqian... do you really want to know?"

Wei Shuqian steadied Wen Jiao’s shoulders, looking into her eyes word by word: "I really want to know."

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