Seeing that Zhuang Li was about to open the door and leave, Shen Sisi finally panicked. She grabbed the silk nightdress by the bed and put it on. She chased after him without caring about anything else. “Zhuang Li, don’t leave me behind… Please, please don’t… I love you. I love you!”
Shen Sisi finally regretted her greed and what she had done. She chased after him with tears streaming down her face and hugged him. “Zhuang Li, I was wrong. Can you forgive me this time? Can we start over?” She cried and wailed. She did not care even if she attracted the strange gazes of others.
Shen Sisi cared about her reputation the most, but now she begged him to turn back so humbly. Zhuang Li’s eyes flashed with a hint of struggle. But as soon as he thought of the bright red stain on the bed sheet, anger replaced his struggle. He shoved Shen Sisi to the ground and said coldly, “Get lost! Don’t let me see you again!”After saying that, he strode out with his long legs and quickly disappeared into the corridor.
“No, don’t do this to me…” Shen Sisi sat in the corridor and cried loudly without caring about her image, feeling abandoned by the whole world. A great panic rose in her heart. After losing Zhuang Li, she lost her boyfriend and her glorious and bright future. This kind of panic and pain made her unable to distinguish between love and fear. She could only cry out loud in pain.
“Sigh…” At this moment, a gentle sigh sounded above Shen Sisi’s head. The man in the white suit squatted down in front of her, his gaze gentle and tender. “It seems that you are crying every time I see you.”
Shen Sisi paused and looked up to see who it was. Her tears fell. She sobbed and called out, “Cheng Songyang!”
“Okay,” Cheng Songyang replied in a soft voice. He handed her a clean white handkerchief and comforted her gently. “Wipe your tears. Don’t cry anymore.”
“Cheng Songyang, I’m sad,” Shen Sisi cried. “I love him so much. Why is he unwilling to believe me? Why… why does everyone care about that woman, Shen Hanxing! What’s so good about her?”
Cheng Songyang’s eyes flashed, concealing the disdain in his eyes without a trace. He gently helped Shen Sisi back to her room. His gaze swept across the messy presidential suite before he retracted his eyes and smiled like a spring breeze. “It’s okay. To me, you’re the best.” His voice was gentle and affectionate. He seemed to want to say something to her but hesitated. He said in a low voice, “Seeing you cry breaks my heart. You’re the weakest and most special girl I’ve ever met.”
Shen Sisi stopped crying. She hesitated for a long time before she said softly, “But I’ve already fallen in love with someone else. I’m sorry, I…”
“You don’t have to apologize to me. That is all my wishful thinking. I want to treat you well,” Cheng Songyang smiled gently. He helped her sit on the chair thoughtfully. “I don’t understand. How could there be someone in this world willing to hurt such a beautiful you and make you cry for him?” It was rare for him to be angry. He said in a deep voice, “He doesn’t know how lucky he is to have you!”
After being treated coldly by Zhuang Li, Cheng Songyang’s gentleness became more precious. Shen Sisi knew that she shouldn’t be addicted to it, but she couldn’t help but want to get close to him. Finally, she could not help but throw herself into Cheng Songyang’s arms and burst into tears. “It’s not his fault. It’s my fault. I love him too much!”
Cheng Songyang’s body stiffened. He resisted the urge to push Shen Sisi away and patted her back gently. “Cry to your heart’s content.”
After he said that, Shen Sisi’s cries became more and more sorrowful. She did not realize that no matter how gentle and affectionate Cheng Songyang’s tone was when he hugged her, his eyes were always cold as if he was waiting for his prey in the dark. He was so rational that there wasn’t the slightest bit of emotion.
Shen Hanxing didn’t know what had happened in the hotel. She only felt that someone was plotting against her at the dinner. Who was in the room she was supposed to be in did not matter anymore!
Time passed in the blink of an eye. It was New Year’s Eve. Shen Hanxing instructed the servants to hang up the decoration art that she had made and paste the decorations. They even hung up the red lanterns. The Ji family was in a new year’s mood.
Ji Qian, who had never experienced such a scene before, was excited. Early in the morning, she dragged Ji Ning and Ji Mo around the house. Their chatter was everywhere.