After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 22: Memories Like a Blade

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Memories Like a Blade

Bian Yue couldn’t help but laugh, her lightly made-up face even more captivating than the rare sunshine of the day.

She said, "Mr. Shen, you know how to cheer up a girl so well, yet you’ve been single for so long, it’s really strange!"

Shen Jinci’s smile slightly diminished, and he said lightly, "Bian Yue, I don’t flatter people; I prefer to speak straightforwardly."

Bian Yue felt that Shen Jinci’s words were really provocative, but she quickly reminded herself not to take it to heart, as this man’s days were numbered. She feared the eventual heartbreak of a permanent departure, a pain as intense as war.

So, Bian Yue pretended not to understand and picked up her lipstick again, carefully applying it.

Getting the marriage certificate was easier than Bian Yue had anticipated.

This ceremony, laying the foundation for a lifetime between two people, could be concluded in just about ten minutes, how dreamlike.

Bian Yue held the marriage certificate, staring blankly at the photo on it.

When taking the photo, she hadn’t noticed, but now she realized that today Shen Jinci was in a formal black suit, while she was in a white dress, which matched perfectly.

His eyes and brows held a faint smile, capable of giving the illusion that he was pleased. Bian Yue had seen Shen Jinci’s face in financial newspapers, always aloof and indifferent.

He must rarely show this kind of tender affection, his eyes softened, a stark contrast to his usual proud and distant demeanor.

Bian Yue held the marriage certificate, studying it for a long time.

Perhaps, Jinci agreed so readily to this marriage because he had some fondness for her?

Bian Yue dared not speculate about love.

Even guessing about fondness was because she had feelings for Shen Jinci.

She was immersed in her thoughts until a staff member asked her, "Miss, is there anything else you need?"

Bian Yue finally came back to her senses, said no, thank you.

Only when she turned did she realize that Shen Jinci was standing behind her, watching her.

She walked towards Shen Jinci, the man naturally took her hand, asking, "What would you like for lunch?"

Bian Yue clutched the marriage certificate tightly, her mind slow, she said, "Let’s go to the cafe for some toast."

After saying it, she looked at Shen Jinci, slightly apologetic, "You probably... don’t eat such things, right?"

"I do," Shen Jinci replied as if genuinely, "I’m not picky, I eat everything."

How could Shen, the head of the Shen family, the most powerful man in Xiangjiang, be so approachable?

Bian Yue was convinced he was a noble gentleman, surely his diet must be exquisite.

So, she scrolled through several upscale restaurants nearby, asking which one Shen Jinci preferred.

Shen Jinci seemed indifferent, withdrawing his gaze from Bian Yue’s face, casually pointed to one, "Let’s go with this one."

Meanwhile, at the Li Family, Li Shiheng had been seriously ill but was finally beginning to recover.

Li Shiheng looked pale and unwell, bearing the listlessness of chronic illness.

Yet his appealing features still managed to evoke a fragile and delicate sense of beauty.

Shi An’an was called over by Tang Yuwei, tears streaming down her face as she stood in front of him, looking distraught and choking up, she said, "Shiheng, how could you let yourself come to this? What’s so good about Bian Yue that you would ruin your health for her?"

"Who asked you to come?" Li Sihe spoke, his voice cold as ice, already feeling slightly better, but seeing Shi An’an only irritated him more.

"It was your mother who asked me to come..." Shi An’an carefully observed Li Sihe’s expression, initially guessing whether Tang Yuwei’s hint was related to Li Sihe, but now seeing the annoyance on his face, she realized it was all her wishful thinking.

Shi An’an’s eyes dimmed, her lips quivered as she choked, "I know you don’t want to see me, it doesn’t matter, I can leave, but can you please take care of yourself? Li Sihe, do I not even deserve to tell you to take care?"

A look of surprise and confusion flashed across Li Sihe’s eyes.

Such words, someone else had said something similar.

Back then at Xiangjiang International Airport, Bian Yue had waited for him a long time, sitting in the heated car, shivering from the prolonged rain, watching her own tears fall, one by one, asking herself, "Li Sihe, do I not even deserve to hear the truth from you?"

Thinking back now, that was actually the beginning of their relationship’s fracturing.

Or perhaps, the cracks were already there before, but that day, they completely shattered.

It was just the rainy season of last year, and Xiangjiang was also flooded with rain.

Bian Yue first saw her own scandal on the front page headlines and angrily left.

She was gone for a whole month, and when she came back from the mainland, it coincided with Xiangjiang’s rainy season.

Over the phone, Bian Yue asked herself, "Li Sihe, do you still want to come pick me up? If you don’t want to, I’ll have the butler come over, don’t make it too hard on yourself, don’t disturb your date with someone else."

Back then, Bian Yue would still get angry and argue about her own scandals, still caring about the quarrels.

Her every word carried grievance, but the little princess, who never showed weakness, spoke her grievances harshly, "If I don’t deserve to call upon the Li Family’s butler, it’s no bother, Xiangjiang has plenty of men, I can always find someone willing to pick me up!"

Bian Yue didn’t know that at that moment, he had just struggled away from a drinking session, standing in the restroom, finishing vomiting, his breath reeking of alcohol.

His complexion was awful, looking at his own face in the mirror; his gloomy look overshadowed his elegant demeanor, his eyes bloodshot.

The old folks at the Li Family were not easy to deal with; at his young age, showing promise, he couldn’t get any good out of those people.

But his voice was calm, hiding any clues, he said, "I will come pick you up."

He calculated the timing well, waiting for Bian Yue’s plane to land two hours later, he would have just finished the drinking session and could pick her up.

But things just happened to be unlucky.

An elder drank too much and talked a lot to him, the roads were also congested, he drove himself and hit a corner stone.

So he had no choice but to disturb Li Tingmo, commanding the butler to drive over, together heading to the airport.

On the way, Li Tingmo and Li Sihe spoke on the phone, with such a cold and calm tone, he said, "Don’t let there be any mistake in your relationship with Bian Yue, your marriage must proceed smoothly."

He didn’t reply, just used silence to build up his indifference.

Bian Yue was waiting for him in the parking lot of Xiangjiang International Airport, Gang City’s rainy season was constantly dim, with a thin rain falling, he drove silent, his heart anxious.

Finally arriving at the airport, the windshield wipers leisurely wiped away the water from the window.

Li Sihe saw Bian Yue squatting in the empty parking lot shelter, squatting on the ground, the streetlight illuminating her, her eyes reddened, the look of someone who had just cried.

The car had just stopped, and Bian Yue didn’t wait for the driver to come open the door, and strode over.

She violently pulled open the car door, the rain driven inside by the wind, Bian Yue stood outside the car door, her red eyes looking at him, and she laughed coldly, her lips trembling, "Li Sihe, do you know how long I’ve waited for you? I waited two hours for you!"

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