Chapter 227: Chapter 167 Don’t Take Advantage of Someone Who Loves You_2
Wei Lan’s gentleness and tranquility, her thoughtful and well-behaved nature, were what he liked. Being together with her for a long time, one gets used to this peaceful and warm life.
Wei Lan tried to smile, wanting to show her best side until the very last moment: “Open it and see… Do you like it?”
Jing Zan reached out to turn on the lamp on the counter, then he unwrapped the ribbon on the gift box. Inside lay a watch, not particularly expensive, but with an impressive look to it, exactly his style, “It’s really nice looking, help me try it on.”
Wei Lan’s eyes were sore, but she smiled as she took his hand, carefully slipping the watch onto it.
Jing Zan looked at the watch on his wrist, then turned his hand to hold Wei Lan’s, pulling her into his embrace.
Wei Lan rested her head on his shoulder, thinking about what was going to happen next. Turning away from his gaze, her tears finally broke free…
It was then that Jing Zan noticed the abnormality, propping up her body to see the tears on her face, becoming somewhat at a loss, his large hand wiping away her tears while he asked, “What’s wrong?”
Wei Lan sniffled, gently pushed away from his embrace, got off the bed barefoot, walked to the computer desk in the corner, took out a burgundy velvet box from the locked drawer – a familiar gift box to Jing Zan, the box for the wedding ring he gave her…
She took out the box and then pulled open the top drawer, retrieving a file folder from within.
Jing Zan felt a vague unease, stepped forward, and asked with concern, “What’s wrong, Lanlan?”
Wei Lan, head down, trying hard to suppress her crying, handed him both the file folder and the burgundy box, her voice hoarse and tearful, striking pain into one’s heart: “Senior… let’s get a divorce…”
Jing Zan incredulously looked at her, then looked down at the file folder in her hands, took it from her, eagerly opened it, and what he saw were the big characters: Divorce Agreement.
He felt a vague realization, yet still asked, “Lanlan, what’s wrong?”
Wei Lan wiped away tears and looked up, her eyes bearing no hatred, “Senior… when we got married, you said you knew I liked you, but if you knew, why did you still do such a thing…”
Jing Zan was rendered speechless, but his heart was in turmoil. He had been struggling, adapting, he faintly realized that he loved Wei Lan perhaps more than Zheng Shiwan, but he didn’t know how to make the right choice, he didn’t want to see Wanwan sad, yet he also felt guilty towards Wei Lan…
“Zheng Shiwan looked for me… I know everything now.” She said with self-mockery, “You don’t have to worry about me disagreeing with the divorce, now you can go to her.”
“Lanlan…” It pained him to consider divorce, but Wei Lan must have already given up on him now that she knew the motivation behind their marriage, right?
“I’ve already signed on the agreement…”
Jing Zan hurriedly held her: “Lanlan, listen to my explanation! When I married you, I was indeed acting out of spite towards Wanwan, but over this period, I…”
“Stop talking!” Wei Lan interrupted him, struggling to break free from his arms.
Jing Zan stiffened his grip for a few seconds, then continued his previous words: “I think I’ve fallen in love with you.”
Wei Lan let go of her strength, weeping more grievously, the man she loved confessing he loved her too – what a joyous affair it should be, but her heart was only filled with sorrow.
If he truly loved her, how could he be wavering between her and another woman?
Seeing that Wei Lan was no longer resisting, Jing Zan relaxed his grip, turning her around.
A kiss, sudden and unexpected, landed…
Wei Lan, startled awake, quickly dodged, and tried to push him away only in vain.
Jing Zan was also getting desperate, pushing her backwards, pinning her against the wall behind them as he leaned in again.
Then, a helpless and heartbreaking voice rang out; “Don’t do this! Please… leave me some dignity…”
Jing Zan also realized that he was frightening her, his brow furrowed he loosened his grip slightly, his expression one of bewilderment, not knowing whether to listen to her and let go or to hold her tightly in accordance with his own wishes…
Wei Lan raised her hands to push his arms away, preparing to step aside, her gaze catching sight of a few scattered papers on the coffee table, she stopped and said: “I’ll take care of the divorce papers at the civil affairs office tomorrow morning. I hope that after this marriage ends, you’ll never again take advantage of someone who loves you…”
Hearing her determination to divorce, Jing Zan turned frantically, grabbing her hand: “Give me a little more time, I’ll go and have a clear talk with Wanwan…”
“Don’t do that, senior, I don’t blame you, I’ve been happy with you during this time… Thank you…”
Yet her understanding made him feel even more heartbroken, that was the difference between her and Zheng Shiwan, she always considered things from others’ perspectives, behaved and did not cause trouble.
Whereas Zheng Shiwan was different, never considering his feelings, only knowing how to cry, throw temper tantrums, and threaten. He used to indulge her, but after meeting Wei Lan, interacting with Wanwan became exhausting, while coming back to Wei Lan felt like finding his own haven.
Wei Lan spoke in a hoarse voice: “The senior is really in love with you, you should treat her well… You can go now.”
Jing Zan, however, suddenly questioned her harshly: “Lin Weilan, didn’t you say you loved me?!”
Wei Lan was startled by his shout, stunned as she stared at him, and hadn’t quite reacted when she was thrown onto the sofa behind by his force, as he loomed over her.
In the cold night, a moment of impulsive passion…
Feeling his hand reaching to a forbidden area, Wei Lan desperately wriggled away, the man she once loved deeply, had now become someone she feared…
She rarely called his full name with such a serious tone, Jing Zan paused, stopped his movements, his expression becoming muddled, like a child who had done wrong, muttering apologies: “I’m sorry…”
Wei Lan, terrified, quickly shoved him away, fleeing towards the door, not even stopping to put on her shoes.
As she reached the door, she heard him say: “Lanlan, I won’t agree to the divorce!”