Jian Chenxi suddenly let out a piercing scream, then turned around and furiously threw everything on the coffee table onto the floor.
"Shut up, just shut up!"
Lu Niange watched as the usually glamorous and elegant Jian Chenxi became so hysterical at that moment. His heart felt a bit better all of a sudden, and his eyes were cool without a trace of affection. He still said, "I’m telling you, Jian Chenxi, I married you for Ling Momo. If it weren’t for her, do you think I would have wanted to marry you?" The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the noⅴelfire.net
Jian Chenxi covered her ears, refusing to listen. She watched Lu Niange’s lips move, then she turned around and smashed everything she could in the living room.
Lu Niange watched with calm detachment as Jian Chenxi wreaked havoc. Suddenly he thought of those online insults aimed at Ling Momo, and he gnashed his teeth in frustration. He felt utterly disillusioned and could no longer endure these days of being neither alive nor dead. So, he abruptly stood up, grabbed the frantic Jian Chenxi, and dragged her into the bathroom. Then, pushing her head towards the large mirror, he smiled gently, speaking in a soothing, tender voice, "Xiaoxi, look, look in the mirror. Do you recognize this woman?"
Jian Chenxi blinked, slowly coming back to her senses, and looked at the woman in the mirror. Her expression was so pained, so confused, and the man behind her appeared cool and indifferent, as if nothing was wrong, creating a stark and jarring contrast. Then, with another piercing scream, she closed her eyes.
Lu Niange, looking at the now quiet Jian Chenxi, said, "Xiaoxi, look, just look. You tried so hard to have me marry you, and what’s the result? You’ve driven yourself to the brink, like a resentful widow, and me? I’m still the same rotten scoundrel with a shiny exterior who hasn’t been affected at all. Who’s the loser here, and who’s the winner? Tell me, how can such a smart and capable woman like yourself be so self-deceiving? How can you not understand that I could never love you?"
Jian Chenxi had never thought Lu Niange could be so vile and cruel. She slowly opened her eyes, a blank look in them, a desolate demeanor, and murmured, "I never hoped that you would love me like you love Ling Momo. I just wished to have a place in your eyes!"
"Just a shadow in your eyes would have been enough for me, even if you treated me as if I were Ling Momo." As Jian Chenxi spoke, tears began to flow, and she started to sob, "I love you, Lu Niange. I truly love you. I can’t lose you... If I lost you, I would die..."
She would die without him?
Lu Niange thought, how could that be? He had once thought he would die without Ling Momo, but what about now? Isn’t he still alive and well?
All this talk of dying for love is nonsense. In this world, nobody is unable to live without someone else!
Lu Niange ridiculed the notion inwardly, then said softly, "Jian Chenxi, to be honest, I, Lu Niange, am simply not a good man. You threw yourself at me back then, and even though I was so fond of Ling Momo, I still slept with you. And now that I don’t care about you, if another woman throws herself at me, I could just as easily sleep with them!"