"Yes, I am afraid. Shouldn’t I be afraid? Four years ago, if it wasn’t for you, how could I have broken up with Yixiu? Yixiu and I worked so hard to be together. I don’t want the same thing to happen again."
"Haha... Miss Cheng thinks too highly of me." Lin Yixun’s eyes sparkled as she laughed lightly, "But I remember, four years ago, it was you who chose to leave him."
"That was because you sowed discord!" Cheng Ying’s voice suddenly turned sharp.
"If the feelings between you and Leng Yixiu were strong enough, would you have given me a chance to sow discord?" Lin Yixun watched as the elegance on Cheng Ying’s face slowly cracked, and she calmly said, "Cheng Ying, what are you truly afraid of?"
Lin Yixun couldn’t understand why Cheng Ying would be so wary of her, someone she had once defeated. Did she really think she could still break them up like years ago? But Cheng Ying seemed to have forgotten that the reason she managed to make Leng Yixiu marry her back then was all due to her status as the mayor’s daughter. Now, she had nothing left. How could she possibly compete with her?
Lin Yixun laughed self-deprecatingly, "Miss Cheng, you can actually rest assured. I am no longer interested in your man."
For some reason, Cheng Ying’s face suddenly changed at this moment. She grabbed Lin Yixun’s arm with great force, but her voice was unusually gentle.
"Lin Yixun, I just want to help you. I have no ill intentions."
Lin Yixun was somewhat confused. Cheng Ying had been aggressive just moments ago, but now she seemed harmless?
She didn’t have the time to delve into Cheng Ying’s intentions and just wanted to quickly free herself from her entanglement. She said lightly, "I am aware of my own affairs. Miss Cheng doesn’t need to worry."
As she spoke, she forcefully pulled away from Cheng Ying’s hand and turned to leave. She didn’t understand Cheng Ying’s intentions and didn’t want to stay to play along with her.
As she turned, she heard Cheng Ying’s pained cry behind her. It seemed she had accidentally bumped into something, probably the stand behind her. Lin Yixun’s eyes paused but she did not stop walking.
It was probably just some bumps and bruises. Nothing too serious. She didn’t need her help. Besides, Cheng Ying probably didn’t want her help anyway.
But before she had walked a few steps, a strong hand tightly gripped her wrist, with a force that seemed capable of crushing her bones.
Lin Yixun turned her head in pain, only to see a cold, handsome face unexpectedly in her sight. Following was the man’s icy voice, "Three years and you still haven’t changed?"
Seeing Leng Yixiu, Lin Yixun glanced at Cheng Ying not far away and a knowing smile appeared on her lips. No wonder Cheng Ying’s demeanor had changed earlier; she was preparing for this act of self-sacrifice.
She slowly lifted her eyes to look at the man in front of her and smiled faintly, "Mr. Leng, after three years, you haven’t changed much either."
Still so protective of Cheng Ying.
"Apologize to Ying’er." The man said coldly, pausing between each word.
"Apologize?" Lin Yixun laughed lightly, "I don’t think I’ve done anything to apologize to Miss Cheng for."
"Lin Yixun, I don’t want to repeat myself."
"Yixiu, it was my fault. I accidentally bumped into something. It’s not Miss Lin’s fault." Cheng Ying covered her bleeding forehead with her hand, her beautiful eyes holding tears. Although she was explaining on Lin Yixun’s behalf, it seemed more like she was trying to exonerate her.
"Ying’er, you don’t need to explain for her." Leng Yixiu’s expression remained cold, clearly not believing Cheng Ying’s words.