MY PRINCE HUSBAND HAS SEVEN WIVES AND I AM HIS FAVOURITE!
Chapter 149: Had she been wrong?

Chapter 149: Had she been wrong?

Now, in the present, she was looking into those same eyes.

The same golden eyes she had seen back then, the same ones that had watched her on that spring day by the pond.

But they were different now.

The warmth in them was undeniable. A depth of emotion swirled in his gaze—something that had never been there before, something that held so much care, so much longing, so much love.

Hua Jing’s breath hitched.

How had they ended up here?

A lifetime ago, she had hated him.

A lifetime ago, she had sworn she would never look at him without resentment.

And yet, as she stared at him now, she couldn’t help but wonder—

Was she wrong?

Had she misunderstood all along?

She had spent years thinking of him as the man who had betrayed her. The man who had turned his back on her in her greatest moment of need.

Yet, when she thought back—really thought—he had always been there.

Every time she looked up, he had always been there.

Every time she had fallen, he had been there.

Every time she had needed someone, even when she didn’t want to admit it—he had been there.

But what had truly happened that day?

The day everything changed?

The day she had decided she was going to hate this man for the rest of her life?

The day that had set everything in motion?

She had never understood.

She had never fathomed what had happened that day.

But now...

Now, as she looked into his eyes, the question burned inside her.

Why?

Hua Jing swallowed, her fingers curling at her sides.

Zhao Yan tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering over her face as if reading the turmoil in her mind.

And then—

He stepped closer.

Hua Jing didn’t move.

Her body tensed, but she didn’t move.

Slowly, his hand lifted.

And before she could react, his fingers brushed against her cheek, wiping away a tear she hadn’t realized had fallen.

She froze.

His touch was warm—gentle, even.

Almost tender.

She stared at him, wide-eyed, her breath caught in her throat.

Zhao Yan didn’t say anything.

But his eyes—his eyes said everything.

And suddenly, her mind was filled with memories of her past life.

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Back in her original world, the enmity between them had started over a single betrayal.

She had been a rookie actress then.

She had fought her way to the top, clawed her way through the industry, all while hiding her origins—hiding the fact that she was an illegitimate daughter of Hua Ming Rong.

She had worked tirelessly, determined to prove herself on her own terms.

And just when she had started gaining recognition, just when she had begun to climb the ladder of success—

Her past had been leaked.

Thanks to her—Hua Ling.

It had started as a whisper in the tabloids.

A rumor.

Then, it had turned into headlines splashed across every major entertainment outlet.

"Rising Star Hua Jing Exposed as Illegitimate Daughter of Business Tycoon Hua Ming Rong!"

"Scandal: Actress Born from a Mistress! How Far Will She Go to Stay Relevant?"

"Industry Rejects Fallen Star—No Background, No Future?"

The damage had been instant.

Her agency had dropped her without a second thought.

Producers, directors, brands—all of them had backed away, eager to distance themselves from her name.

She had spent days drowning in rejection.

Days fighting to survive in an industry that had turned its back on her.

But the final blow had come not from the tabloids.

Not from the reporters.

Not even from Hua Ling.

It had come from him.

Fu Jing Rong.

He had been the top actor in the industry.

Unlike her, he had been born into an influential family. Unlike her, his rise to fame had been smooth, effortless, without obstacles.

And yet, he had been the first to befriend her.

They had acted in a movie together once—he as the lead, she as a mere supporting actress.

But still, they had talked.

They had laughed.

They had formed something that she had thought—stupidly, naively—was friendship.

And then, in the middle of her scandal—

She overheard him.

She hadn’t meant to.

She had been walking down the hallway after a failed audition, her head low, her mind still reeling from the countless rejections she had faced that day.

And then—

A familiar voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Why do you bother with her?"

It was the female lead from the movie they had filmed together.

Hua Jing frowned, her grip tightening on the script in her hands.

"She was nothing more than a passing face," the woman continued, her tone light, teasing. "But you gave her so much attention. Even now, when she’s ruined, people still link her name with yours. It’s pitiful, really."

Hua Jing’s heart pounded.

A part of her wanted to turn around and walk away.

She should have.

But she didn’t.

She waited.

She waited to hear what he would say.

And when he finally spoke—

It destroyed her.

"She is an illegitimate daughter," Fu Jing Rong had said, his voice unreadable. "Did you really expect her to last?"

Hua Jing’s world stopped.

She felt as though she had been slapped across the face.

The woman laughed. "So you knew?"

Fu Jing Rong let out a soft chuckle, as if the whole thing was amusing.

"Of course," he had said. "I was just playing along. It’s not like she was ever going to be anything more than a scandal waiting to happen."

Hua Jing couldn’t breathe.

Couldn’t think.

She had heard enough.

She turned around and ran.

She didn’t hear the rest of his words.

She didn’t want to.

Because no matter what excuse he might have had—no matter what he said after that—

The truth was clear.

He had never cared.

He had never been her friend.

He had only been playing along.

And from that moment on—

Zhao Yan was still standing there.

Still looking at her with that warmth, that tenderness, that quiet patience.

She had spent years hating him.

She had spent years believing he had betrayed her.

But now...

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