After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 81: Playing for Your Sympathy

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Playing for Your Sympathy

Wen Jiao knew why Wei Shuqian had come back.

He came to take revenge on her.

Wen Jiao’s heart was beating too fast, so fast that she could hardly breathe.

Her cheeks also felt sore as she struggled to speak, "That time... the person who kidnapped me to the warehouse, was it you?"

"How smart," Wei Shuqian softly praised, not bothering to hide anything, looking seriously at Wen Jiao behind his golden glasses, his eyes studying her with scrutiny.

He said, "Wen Jiao, what do you think I should do with you now that you are in my hands?"

"Wei Shuqian, you should thank me." Wen Jiao’s voice was calm.

Wei Shuqian burst into an angry laugh, his voice, however, showed no change in emotion, "Thank you? Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for meeting such a terrible person like me. From now on, you will know what kind of woman truly deserves your love..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the smile on Wei Shuqian’s face had completely vanished. Bloodshot eyes filled his eyes unknowingly, as he tightened his grip on Wen Jiao’s neck.

His expression gradually became paranoid and sick, he muttered mockingly, "Wen Jiao... you really have no conscience."

Wen Jiao listened calmly, even feeling that she should have a better mindset, considering this statement as a compliment was enough.

But the suffocation made her face turn red; she closed her eyes, ultimately unable to bear it, and pushed the man away.

The two sat in a room scattered with banknotes, the atmosphere quiet, pressing until their hearts felt unbalanced.

Wen Jiao dared not look at Wei Shuqian’s expression; her voice was hoarse, "Did you come to find me to take revenge?"

She didn’t even ask what he wanted to do, she just straightforwardly asked how he wanted to take revenge on her.

Wei Shuqian turned his back to Wen Jiao, not responding for a long time. Finally, he turned around, his face cold and expressionless to the extreme, his voice also chilling to the bone, heavy with irony, he said, "Wen Jiao, so you also know that you wronged me."

Even Wen Jiao, who was so heartless, couldn’t help but shed tears.

The tears reacted faster than her rationality, and before she could recover, they fell straight down, like an exclamation mark.

Wei Shuqian didn’t expect Wen Jiao to cry either; a slight crack appeared on his stern face.

He said, "Wen Jiao, why are you crying?"

Indeed, Wen Jiao, why are you crying?

With red eyes and a bleak smile, she said, "Trying to garner your sympathy, not sure if it works."

Wei Shuqian scoffed coldly, watching Wen Jiao who wiped her tears nonchalantly, the chill around him spreading, he gazed at her, refusing to miss any expression on her face.

His voice grew colder, and he said, "Do you have any difficulties? Wen Jiao, did you have difficulties with what happened back then?"

With a hint of testing, it was also the last bit of mercy.

"Which incident do you mean?" Wen Jiao asked calmly.

Wei Shuqian coldly looked at her, "Any of them."

Wen Jiao raised a smile, just like many unspeakable midnight dreams, the kind of selfish smile Wei Shuqian saw when he woke from nightmares, utterly heartless.

He really wanted to strangle her.

And Wen Jiao said, "I, Wen Jiao, never regret my actions, I have no difficulties. Wei Shuqian, I just got tired of it back then."

Wei Shuqian’s expression swept across a fierce glare; Wen Jiao knew, he must be furious now.

But those things had passed so long ago, nowadays, everyone should have moved on, shouldn’t they?

Wen Jiao never believed in excuses or difficulties, she owned her actions no matter what the cost.

Wei Shuqian seemed to have thought of something, the fierceness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

He lowered his gaze, his expression calm, and suddenly revealed a faint indifferent smile, saying, "It’s a pity, the game has just begun. You’re tired of it, but I’m not, so it’s not your turn to call an end."

Wei Shuqian stood up and walked towards Wen Jiao step by step.

He bent over, looked straight at Wen Jiao’s face straining to contain her panic. Her expression remained composed, but her hands were tightly clutching the bedsheet, whitening her knuckles.

Wen Jiao heard him say, "Wen Jiao, I want to marry you."

The composure on Wen Jiao’s face was completely replaced by shock.

She spoke softly, with disarray, "Wei Shuqian, you madman..."

The same night, Shallow Bay Villa District.

Li Sihe came over during the night; Su Youxue, dressed in a thin nightgown, ran joyfully to the door upon seeing the man enter and clung to his arm.

"Mr. Li, it’s raining outside, why did you come over?"

Li Sihe stood in place, looking at Su Youxue’s round almond eyes under the dim light.

Many things are unclear, like looking at flowers through fog, keeping a distance makes them more appealing.

Li Sihe narrowed his eyes, observing Su Youxue’s naive and unknowing demeanor.

Wang Dan’an indeed knows how to give gifts; this gift really hit a sore spot for him.

Li Sihe touched Su Youxue’s face, saying, "Why are you standing at the door not sleeping at night?"

Su Youxue’s eyes grew even more enchanting as she innocently said, "I was thinking of Mr. Li, just sitting downstairs alone, Mr. Li... I heard something."

"What is it?" Li Sihe let Su Youxue lead him inside.

The sofa sank down, the man pinched the bridge of his nose, his expression carrying a faint weariness.

Su Youxue’s gaze was somewhat infatuated.

She really didn’t expect that one day, she could become a favorite of Li Sihe.

In the entertainment industry full of beauties, she was neither the youngest nor the prettiest, yet it was her who ended up by Li Sihe’s side.

Su Youxue’s heart softened, her head resting on the man’s shoulder, her voice tender and low, "I heard from President Wang that you plan to have me return to Red Mountain after a while."

"You are Wang Dan’an’s person; you can’t stay at Feng Cheng forever, and besides, this doesn’t help your acting career." Li Sihe caressed Su Youxue’s hair absentmindedly, as if to console.

He really was a perfect lover, it’s just a pity that he doesn’t seem to care or like oneself enough.

"But..." Su Youxue’s voice was aggrieved, "I don’t care about my acting career, Mr. Li, I just want to always be by your side."

The hand Li Sihe used to stroke Su Youxue’s hair paused slightly.

His peach-blossom eyes were unreadable, his tone mild and light, "No one can always be by someone’s side, Miss Su, what I can offer you are only resources."

Su Youxue’s heart suddenly sank.

She looked up, her face unwilling as she gazed at Li Sihe, "Then... don’t you want to take anything from me, Mr. Li?"

"Like?"

"Like... my body." Su Youxue’s face turned red, she raised her arms, gently entwining Li Sihe’s shoulder, her eyes hopeful and bright, "Mr. Li, you can have me."

But Li Sihe merely looked at her; his gaze was too calm, devoid of any desire.

Su Youxue, unwilling, bit her lip about to stand up and kiss him.

But Li Sihe’s phone rang; whatever the person on the other end said changed his expression. He brushed off her arms, stood up, and prepared to leave.

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