Chapter 575: Chapter 575: From now on, I will belong to you.
That shameless Pei Yuanchen!
Zhixi swore that she had always been a good girl from childhood, never uttering a single curse word, but ever since she met Pei Yuanchen, all of that had become irrelevant.
This man was a mix-blood, abandoned by his real father as a child, and had to fend for himself in the streets of S country. Later, Gu Bingjun took pity on him and adopted him as his foster son, intending to groom him as his successor. It was Pei Yuanchen who had caused the incidents that led to Zhixi being taken to the S country.
After Zhixi woke up and saw her nearly disfigured reflection in the mirror, she felt utterly disheartened. Fortunately, not long after, she discovered she was pregnant, which gave her the strength to carry on. Knowing she was pregnant and not planning to return to Yangdong City, Gu Bingjun started to orchestrate a match between her and Pei Yuanchen.
However, she and Pei Yuanchen were like oil and water, never seeing eye to eye.
Zhixi could still vividly remember the look of disdain on that man’s face during those times.
Back then, with her facial injuries still fresh, his hurtful words had almost brought her to tears.
To her disbelief, this shameless man had the nerve to say, “Little Xixi, I see you as a sister, you mustn’t harbor any inappropriate thoughts towards me…”
“Inappropriate thoughts my ass! Who would fancy you!” Zhixi cursed, overwhelmed by anger, which was something she hadn’t done in days due to her low spirits.
From then on, their feud was established, but despite his nasty mouth, his character proved to be reliable. Especially after Xiaobao was born, he had helped her quite a lot. Over time, she reluctantly started to feel it wasn’t so bad having him as a brother.
However, every time she saw this man, she still felt the urge to strangle him at least seven or eight times.
Pei Yuanchen lazily finished dressing, glanced over at her nonchalantly, and suddenly flashed a suggestive smile.
“Gu Zhixi, do you dare say you weren’t off to meet your lover?” he teased, “Look at how swollen your lips are, don’t tell me it was a mosquito bite.”
Zhixi subconsciously covered her mouth then quickly realized that He Jingyao’s kiss had happened several hours ago; there was no reason for her lips to still be swollen.
“Hahaha…” Pei Yuanchen pointed at her and burst into laughter, “I was just bluffing, but it seems I’ve bluffed the truth out of you! Who is it, it couldn’t be He Jingyao, could it?”
The rage made Zhixi’s face turn red; she picked up a pillow and threw it hard at his face, then turned and went back to her room.
She closed the door, leaned against it, and couldn’t help but touch her lips.
That burning pain seemed to linger, or perhaps it was a part of a distant memory?
It turned out her body still remembered that touch, remembered being held in his arms, remembered the feeling of being loved by him with abandon.
She knew she shouldn’t have come back, shouldn’t have seen him, shouldn’t have indulged in her longing.
As if possessed, she walked over to the nightstand, opened the drawer, and found a photograph.
It was He Jingyao at seventeen or eighteen, already handsome with clear features, eyes dark and resolute, his smile unrestrained and warm.
Her tears fell uncontrollably.
On the day of the celebration, she had carried this photo with her, luckily unscathed, and since then, she had always kept this photo with her, never leaving it behind.
It was also not long ago that she suddenly realized what He Jingyao meant by giving her that photo.
From now on, I belong to you.
Thus, her heart, which had already calmed down, was once again restless.