Chapter 150: Chapter 150: The Foolishness of Being Sentimental
Su Zixi’s heart trembled, and she embraced him voluntarily, letting him deepen the kiss gradually, even surging forward…
Every cell in her body seemed to shiver with excitement and satisfaction, leaving her a bit dizzy.
It was a long while before He Jingyao released her, his breath somewhat unsteady.
His gaze deep, his right hand gently touched Su Zixi’s slightly swollen lips.
Su Zixi awkwardly avoided his gaze and began hesitantly, “That is, actually…”
“Hmm?” He Jingyao indulged in viewing her flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips.
“You must have found out, right? About me and Ning Yichen.” Su Zixi pursed her lips, “Before I met you, I actually had feelings for him…”
He Jingyao’s hand abruptly paused, he slightly raised an eyebrow, his eyes seemingly growing darker.
“I originally saved him, and indeed fantasized that he would like me after waking up, but he always thought it was Lianxi who saved him…” Su Zixi looked somewhat lost, “At first, I did not give up, always thinking about finding a chance to let Ning Yichen know the true nature of Su Lianxi.”
He Jingyao’s eyes were deep and inscrutable as he pulled her close to his chest, “Hm, I know all about it.”
“But later I figured out that he really despised me, while he indulged Su Lianxi without limits, even forgiving her when she wronged him.” Su Zixi laughed self-deprecatingly, “I think, even if he knew the truth, it probably wouldn’t change anything. So I eventually gave up.”
“So what about now? Does he know?” He Jingyao asked softly.
Su Zixi gently shook her head, “Miss Ning knows, but I’m not sure if she intends to tell Ning Yichen. But regardless, I don’t care anymore, to me, he no longer means anything.”
“Even if he begs you to forgive him, begs you to give him one more chance?” He Jingyao raised an eyebrow.
Su Zixi seemed to imagine that scenario, then chuckled awkwardly, “Impossible, right? He despises me so much… even if he knew it was me who saved him, he would probably think I had ulterior motives from the start.”
“Mm, probably so.” He Jingyao smiled and agreed, making no attempt to correct her view.
Ning Yichen might truly despise her, but what he despised might not be Su Zixi herself, but her as the wife of He Jingyao.
“But, even if that’s the case, I will not waver.” She sneakily glanced at him, coughed lightly, “After all, I am already your wife.”
“Oh?” he raised an eyebrow and chuckled, nibbling on her earlobe, “Just because you are my wife?”
“Yes!” Her face flushed, declaring firmly, “I am a very moral person!”
He Jingyao burst out laughing, tightening his grip around her slender waist, and kissed her lips again…
Half an hour after He Jingyao’s convoy left, Ning Yichen was still standing at the door, maintaining the same posture, motionless.
His face was extremely pale, yet his eyes were pitch-black, as if brewing a terrifying storm.
The scene of He Jingyao carrying Su Zixi horizontally kept reappearing in his mind, stinging his nerves over and over again.
And Su Zixi’s words, each sentence seemed to echo in his ears.
Clearly demonstrating his sordidness and meanness, and his ludicrous self-delusion.