After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 28: Have You Caught Feelings?

Chapter 28: Chapter 28: Have You Caught Feelings?

Bian Yue frowned, her almond-shaped eyes revealing ferocity as she threatened in a low voice, "Just go burn charcoal and off yourself, wretched one! If you don’t speak up, I’ll start cursing you with white eyes right this moment!"

Xie Zhang was overjoyed.

This was so Bian Yue!

"Fine, fine, fine! Isn’t it enough that I’ll tell you? When you and Shen Jinci tie the knot, don’t forget to thank me, your matchmaker!"

After his teasing, Xie Zhang finally became serious and started to recount the past.

That was two years ago, when the entertainment news weekly’s front page headline blared in bold: At the height of her popularity, the beloved ingenue An Jiayi leapt from the 20th floor, ending her life in a tragic death.

In the Xie Family’s grand hall, Bian Yue threw the newspaper in Xie Zhang’s face as if it were a slap.

The little princess in Xiangjiang had always been spoiled with no one to check her, backed by the Li Family, holding onto the inheritance—who could do anything to her?

Of course, she didn’t show Xie Zhang any good face either.

"Are you satisfied now? You’ve driven someone to death and that makes you content? Everything’s perfect now?" Bian Yue’s voice trembled with rage: "Jiayi is dead, and you’re still acting like nothing’s happened? Xie Zhang, you have no conscience!"

Xie Zhang took the blow without a word but still managed to smile lazily, and said, "Bian Yue, it’s not worth it to damage our friendship for a woman who doesn’t matter to you! We grew up together since we were kids, how many days have you known An Jiayi?"

Bian Yue let out a cold laugh, her response was to cut ties from then on.

Before leaving, Bian Yue smashed his cherished collection of antique porcelain that had adorned an entire wall, and punctured all the tires of the cars in the garage.

Shen Jinci’s car was also in the garage, a victim of collateral damage.

"Jinci was upstairs that day," Xie Zhang said with a smile, a reminiscing look on his face, "He saw you going berserk at me, acting like a bandit smashing and looting, and afterward, he made a comment."

Bian Yue hadn’t thought that she’d harmed an innocent person that day and asked anxiously, "What... did he say to you?"

"Jinci said that you’re bold in love and daring in your actions, braver than I am," Xie Zhang’s voice lost its usual joking tone, serious as he said, "Bian Yue, Jinci truly admires you, that’s why he was willing to become engaged with you."

Listening to Xie Zhang’s words, Bian Yue felt a turmoil of emotions, complex feelings began to spread.

She moved with the intent to verify, walked upstairs, and pushed open the door to the study.

Shen Jinci was writing invitations, with thin gold characters, sharp and forceful handwriting.

He saw Bian Yue enter and put down his pen, his expression calm as he looked at her, "What’s wrong?"

Bian Yue said, "Shen Jinci, Xie Zhang just told me that you knew me two years ago. When I went to the Xie Family to find him, you were there too."

The truly written invitations on the desk caught Bian Yue’s eye, she saw at the end where Shen Jinci wrote down his name, Bian Yue two words, exuding a serious tone.

So, with a voice even lighter and more careful, she asked, "Was it then that you took a liking to me?"

Shen Jinci looked into Bian Yue’s eyes filled with probing, and as she awaited his response, he finally spoke, not with the answer that Xie Zhang had indicated, "Don’t listen to Xie Zhang’s nonsense, it wasn’t at that time."

Bian Yue wasn’t disappointed, her heart feeling somehow more at ease, yet also more unsettled.

She couldn’t miss the indulgence that Shen Jinci showed her, but now it seemed there could be no reasonable explanation.

Bian Yue’s lips moved hesitantly, about to speak, when her phone rang.

It was a call from Wen Jiao, who said, "Bian Yue, I won’t be attending your wedding."

Bian Yue was taken aback and questioned, "Why?"

"I..." Wen Jiao paused, her voice lowered as if grinding her teeth, "I’m going abroad to get away for a while, I won’t be... coming back anytime soon."

Bian Yue asked her, "What’s the thorny issue?"

Wen Jiao fell silent for a moment and said, "Emotional debt."

The Miss Wen who had seen through the ways of the world had finally capsized in the gutter.

Although Bian Yue didn’t know the specifics of what happened, she kindly advised Wen Jiao to be careful, to protect her whereabouts and avoid being chased abroad.

Wen Jiao cursed Bian Yue on the phone for being heartless and taking pleasure in her misfortune.

Bian Yue could only helplessly say, "Miss Wen, as I’ve told you before, playing with others’ emotions might be fun, but playing with fire can get you burned!"

She laughed heartily as she spoke, not noticing Shen Jinci watching her leisurely.

It wasn’t until Bian Yue hung up that Shen Jinci picked up his pen again, carefully transcribing the invitations, and said, "I wouldn’t have guessed you had such insight into emotions."

Bian Yue coughed awkwardly, raised two fingers to swear to the heavens, "I’m not like Wen Jiao, I never toy with emotions!"

Shen Jinci nodded and hummed softly in agreement.

With nothing more to say, Bian Yue saw his focused writing and didn’t want to bother him, "Then I’ll head out first, Xie Zhang is still downstairs. Once you’re finished, you can go have a chat with him."

After that, she tiptoed out of the room.

Only after Bian Yue had left did Shen Jinci allow the smile at the corner of his lips to deepen.

The young girl trying to play the teacher was quite endearing...

Xie Zhang waited until the wee hours of the night, finally seeing Shen Jinci come out of the study.

"Mr. Shen, your time is precious, writing these invitations is quite an underuse of your talents," Xie Zhang said with a cigarette in his mouth, taking a deep drag and smiling at Shen Jinci, "I’ve put in some good words for you in front of Bian Yue today! How do you plan to thank me?"

Shen Jinci sat down, unhurriedly picked up the clear tea on the table, took a sip, and then said, "Don’t bring up such groundless matters next time."

"How can it be groundless!" Xie Zhang raised his eyebrows, exhaled a puff of smoke, his smile lax, "Are you unwilling to admit it?"

And Shen Jinci calmly sipped his tea, his demeanor smooth and inscrutable, a picture that left one guessing.

Seeing that Shen Jinci was reluctant to speak, Xie Zhang also dropped the subject, he sighed lightly, sitting on the couch, his expression intriguing, "Jinci, how come you like Bian Yue? The girl really isn’t right for you."

These words were merely a complaint; Xie Zhang didn’t expect Shen Jinci to answer.

But under the light, the man’s jade-like face shimmered, his breathtakingly handsome indifference revealed.

He said, "The world is full of suitable people. If suitability alone could lead to love, then any two suitable people could be together in this world. But the one you love has nothing to do with suitability. In a lifetime, there is only one."

Only one in a lifetime?

Xie Zhang’s hand holding the cigarette froze, and until the cigarette burned out, searing his fingertips, he remained unaware.

Would he ever have one in his lifetime?

The wedding of Bian Yue and Shen Jinci wasn’t intended to be grand, but given Shen Jinci’s prestigious status, the event still caused a sensation throughout Xiangjiang.

On the day, the nobility of Xiangjiang all attended, even Li Tingmo mustered a smile, displaying the posture of an elder, and came to the wedding.