It felt like a heavy blow had struck Chu Mucheng right on the head, blinding him with stars in his eyes. In that instant, he could see nothing and hear nothing.
Register for marriage?
How could that be possible?
Chu Mucheng felt as if his eyes were bursting with rage, and his entire body was in unbearable pain.
"You said, you and Shen Yufeng... registered for marriage? Haha, An Xiaoyu, you really know how to deceive people. To reject me, you actually concocted such an excuse, do you think... I would believe it?"
Chu Mucheng wanted to laugh, but the muscles on his face seemed to have stiffened instantly, preventing any smile from emerging.
Meanwhile, his breathing... suddenly became scorching hot, as if with each breath he was inhaling raging flames that scorched his heart and lungs, inflicting unbearable searing pain.
An Xiaoyu, fixing her gaze into Chu Mucheng’s eyes, said firmly, "I didn’t lie to you, I really... got married!"
As she spoke, she took something out of her bag and handed it to Chu Mucheng.
"If you don’t believe it, look at this!"
Chu Mucheng lowered his head to look at the bright red booklet, and it felt to him like looking at a pool of crimson blood, so cruel...
His hands were trembling, but he eventually picked up the marriage certificate, flipped it open, inside were the bright red seals... and the text...
Certificate holder: An Xiaoyu
Registration date: ...
Marriage certificate number: ...
Chu Mucheng felt a surge of crimson filling his eyes.
He saw the photo of An Xiaoyu and Shen Yufeng, where Xiaoyu was leaning on Yufeng’s shoulder, looking coy and laughing so happily, even making a rather silly gesture.
Such a smile, Chu Mucheng had never seen before!
So it turns out that being with Shen Yufeng, she could smile so brilliantly, so freely!
In that moment, Chu Mucheng felt as if the blood in his body had turned into ice.
It wasn’t even winter yet, so why did he feel as if he had frozen solid?
He slowly raised his head, his eyes locked with An Xiaoyu’s, and said coldly, "This marriage certificate is fake, right? You don’t want to marry me, so you ran onto the street and paid a few tens of yuan to have someone make this thing for you, so... I don’t believe it!"
As he spoke, Chu Mucheng was about to tear the marriage certificate to shreds, but An Xiaoyu, quick as a flash, snatched it back.
"Chu Mucheng, enough! You clearly know it’s real, stop lying to yourself!"
Seeing the bewildered and pained expression on Chu Mucheng’s face, An Xiaoyu’s heart also felt a twinge of pain.
How strange, she really... couldn’t bear to see others in pain! ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽
Even if that person was Chu Mucheng!
And seeing his despairing eyes, An Xiaoyu could hardly bear to look!
She had thought that Chu Mucheng’s capacity to endure was strong, but now, could it be... she was wrong?
At that moment, Chu Mucheng’s phone suddenly rang.
He picked it up, answered the call emotionlessly, and someone on the other end said something, which An Xiaoyu couldn’t hear, but at the end, she heard Chu Mucheng coldly say "okay," then he hung up the phone.
The atmosphere between the two was icy, even though it was sunny outside, An Xiaoyu felt engulfed by a cold, low pressure.
She took a deep breath.
"Chu Mucheng, since there’s nothing else, I’ll be going now!"
Because she didn’t want... to see the sad look in Chu Mucheng’s eyes any longer.
Having said that, An Xiaoyu picked up her bag, turned around to leave, but after taking just a few steps, Chu Mucheng grabbed her wrist.