Then, in the next second, he strode forward and grabbed Shen Weiyi's wrist, "Woof woof woof... wife, I was wrong!"
A face wasn't as important as a girlfriend.
Jiang Zhiyi held her hand and repeatedly said, "I shouldn't have lost my temper for no reason. If you dislike others wearing the watch you gave me, I'll just wear it even when I shower or sleep. If you don't like Xu Chenxi entering my room, I won't let her in. If you don't like me blocking numbers, I promise I'll never do that again... Is there anything else you dislike about me? Can't I change? Wife, can we not break up, please?"
Shen Weiyi's heart softened once again; she always found herself unable to deal with this man.
But when she thought that even if she forgave him this time, it wouldn't be long before he turned back to his stubborn ways, and the cycle would continue without end, she steeled her heart and said, "No!"
Jiang Zhiyi's face turned paler and paler; that girl was really not planning to keep him!
He panicked, grasping her wrist tightly, his handsome face wrinkling up, his brows furrowed together like pleated skirt folds, "I was wrong, I truly realize my mistake. Or maybe you want to hit me to let off some steam?"
Shen Weiyi pursed her lips, looking at him, "Jiang Zhiyi, I'm serious. I'm not being impulsive; I've thought about this for a long time. We're not suitable for each other!" Making this decision after over a decade of feelings wasn't much easier for her than it was for him.
"Where are we not suitable? I think we're quite suitable," Jiang Zhiyi said quickly.
He was afraid of speaking too late, afraid that girl really wouldn't want him anymore.
Shen Weiyi sighed, "Jiang Zhiyi, we're not kids anymore. We need to learn to be responsible for what we say and do. Nobody will always pamper you and indulge you unconditionally."
She had a temper too. Over the years, she had been restraining it, always putting up with him, accommodating him. And what did she get in return? This guy would block her at the drop of a hat.
It was her fault for spoiling him!
So, she had thought it through, made it clear to herself—love yourself before loving someone else. She wouldn't indulge him anymore.
Jiang Zhiyi's head buzzed, his blood suddenly running cold to the soles of his feet, his face going completely pale.
He wasn't afraid of that girl being angry with him, nor of her throwing a temper tantrum, getting angry, or cursing him—it was all fine. He just couldn't accept her going silent and suddenly deciding she didn't want him anymore.
"What must I do for you to stop being angry? Do you really plan on not wanting me? Is it over? Are you really done with me?" Jiang Zhiyi's eyes reddened, the tall young man's voice rough and filled with grievance.
In the past, he might have made her angry, but as long as he pleaded, called her "sister", said a few soft words, that girl would forgive him.
But why wasn't it working this time?
"Mhm!" Shen Weiyi softly said, "I don't want this anymore!" She passed him and walked up the steps.
Jiang Zhiyi froze completely, his eyes wide as he watched her, the corners of his eyes reddening further, as if stained with blood, seemingly puzzled as to why his usually foolproof method had suddenly failed. After a long while, he lifted his head and hoarsely shouted in Shen Weiyi's direction, "I don't agree, Shen Weiyi; if I don't agree, it's not a breakup."
Shen Weiyi paused for a moment but ultimately didn't turn back, taking out her keys to open the front door and walking inside.
Watching the Shen Family's grand door close in front of him, watching that girl's figure disappear behind it, Jiang Zhiyi took deep breaths for a long time before he was able to alleviate the suffocating feeling in his heart.