Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 876 - 875: It Seems, Something Is Lost

Chapter 876: Chapter 875: It Seems, Something Is Lost

Feng Wuya wanted to drink again.

This time, Chu Qianli firmly refused to let him.

If he drank any more, his body couldn’t take it.

She asked, "Do you feel you owe her? Because she was disfigured for your sake?"

A wave of darkness crossed the depths of Feng Wuya’s eyes.

"So, if her face could be healed, would you no longer feel so guilty?"

"If her face could be healed, that would be a good thing, and of course, I’d be happy. It has nothing to do with whether I feel guilty or not."

Chu Qianli nodded and said with a smile, "I can heal her face... now that I’ve said this, can you be a bit happier?"

Feng Wuya was happy, his eyes sparkling with light.

But he was so drunk now that he didn’t even have the energy to be excited.

"But why do I see that you’re still troubled? Even healing her face is not enough? Do you still feel you owe her?"

Chu Qianli tilted her head, studying his complexion, "Aside from feeling indebted, what else do you feel for her?"

"I’m angry..." But what was he angry about? He didn’t even know.

"Tell me, I’m listening, why are you angry?"

Despite being twenty-two years old, Feng Wuya seemed to Chu Qianli like a big kid who hadn’t fully matured.

When it came to emotions, he simply didn’t understand.

Would you believe if she offered Long Xinghe a suggestion, she could definitely take him down?

Just force him with a dominant attitude; this guy’s sense of belonging was particularly strong. The appearance of a dominant woman demanding him might just ensure he dare not stray in his thoughts.

But if he truly didn’t want this woman, then it would probably end with him killing her first and then committing suicide.

Ah, ancient men of honor, she didn’t know whether to call them foolish or endearing.

Feng Wuya was seriously pondering her question.

Why was he angry?

"She... she saw Feifei and me being close and didn’t show any reaction."

"You wanted to see her get angry?"

"Shouldn’t she be angry? She says she likes me, so why doesn’t she get angry if she likes me?"

Feng Wuya was conflicted.

When Long Xinghe said she liked him, all he wanted to do was run away.

But these days, Long Xinghe had been indifferent to him, and sometimes even ignored him completely, not glancing his way for the entire day.

Weirdly, he felt unhappy about it.

It was as if he had lost something.

"You’re like a child who complains about the sweetness of candy when given some, yet craves it when it’s taken away!"

Chu Qianli really wanted to roll her eyes at him.

But then again, what could you expect from someone who had never experienced emotions?

Naive children need to go through certain experiences before they can grow up mentally.

Suddenly, Feng Wuya’s head lowered, nearly rolling off the stone bench.

Chu Qianli helped him, his clothes cold to the touch – indeed, the temperature outside was really low.

She called out softly, "Wuya?"

Feng Wuya opened his eyes and looked at her, his eyes hazy, then slowly closed them again.

He was not good with liquor, and now he wanted to sleep.

"Don’t fall asleep yet, go back to your room and then sleep. If you fall asleep here, I can’t possibly carry you."

With a helping hand from Chu Qianli and, lucky for her, Feng Wuya still somewhat conscious and able to follow her lead,

Chu Qianli, however, just when she was about to get him back to his room, suddenly had an idea and, still supporting him, continued forward.

Past the long corridor, through an archway, and then, she pushed open the door to one of the bedrooms.

"I won’t eat anymore, don’t disturb me."

Inside, Long Xinghe was still working hard at creating what she wanted.

Looking at the figure, tall and slender, definitely a sense of security.

Hmm, actually, quite a good match.

Chu Qianli’s lips curved and with a smile, she said, "I’ve brought you a man to warm your bed. Do you want him?"