“Why are you here, Yu Mixue?”
Wen Huan raised her face, looking at Yu Mixue sitting across from her with a puzzled expression.
Yu Mixue, who had just happened to see Wen Huan in the café and walked in, felt even more like vomiting blood upon hearing this.
Because Wen Huan was always like this—using the most innocent demeanor to do the most shameless things.
Gritting her teeth, she thought to herself that once she replaced Wen Huan’s position, married Pei Jingyi, and rose to prominence with him, she would definitely take everything back from Wen Huan with interest.
By then, Wen Huan would have divorced and lost such a huge potential catch, and she would have nowhere to cry!
Thinking this, Yu Mixue finally convinced herself to put on a friendly smile and placed the card in front of Wen Huan.
“Huanhuan, how could you forget? Didn’t you say before that you wanted to save up money to buy your freedom, so you asked me to give you my salary every month? Here, this month’s salary is in the card. I only kept a thousand yuan for myself!”
Wen Huan paused slightly, belatedly remembering. At the same time, she secretly marveled at how, though she wasn’t clever, Yu Mixue was even dumber than her.
But having someone willingly give her money was to her advantage. Even though Yu Mixue’s monthly salary was only four thousand three hundred yuan, it was free money anyway.
Wen Huan’s eyes reddened as she sniffled emotionally and said softly, “Mixue, you really are my best friend~”
Yu Mixue sneered inwardly, thinking Wen Huan was truly foolish, but on the surface, she maintained her smile.
“Huanhuan, of course I’m your best friend. But why don’t you ask Feng Wen for money? Last time, you hung up on me so abruptly.”
“Because I can’t distract Feng Wen at such a critical moment.”
“Ah, what do you mean by that?”
“Mixue, don’t you know?” Wen Huan put on a serious face as if it were a matter of great importance and sighed. “Feng Wen has been working hard lately to secure the position of the Feng family’s head. The Feng family’s relationships are complicated and entangled, and everyone in it is as fierce as wolves and tigers. One wrong move, and everything could fall apart. So how could I distract Feng Wen at a time like this?”
Yu Mixue was stunned. Looking at Wen Huan, her voice trembled. “Such a big matter, I didn’t know… But how do you know so much about it?”
Wen Huan said, “Of course, Feng Wen told me. After all, given my relationship with him, what wouldn’t he tell me?”
“That’s true!”
In Yu Mixue’s impression, Feng Wen was like a dog by Wen Huan’s side, so it wasn’t surprising that he would tell Wen Huan even the biggest secrets.
But in reality, Wen Huan wasn’t even answering Feng Wen’s calls anymore, so how could she have heard anything from him? She knew all this from the plot revelations after her awakening.
But to deceive Yu Mixue, she had to act convincingly. Now that Yu Mixue believed her, she quickly thought of whispering to Yu Mixue, telling her not to answer Feng Wen’s calls either.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
The next moment, Wen Huan looked up and saw Pei Jingyi standing at the entrance of the café, dressed in the simplest black shirt and pants.
Cold and terrifying.
Like the Grim Reaper holding a scythe.
Both Wen Huan and Yu Mixue froze in place, especially Yu Mixue, who was so frightened she couldn’t speak.
Swallowing hard, Wen Huan vaguely guessed what was happening. She quickly stood up. “Husband…”
Pei Jingyi had already stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.
The rare loss of control in his strength felt like chains meant to bind her for a lifetime.
Then, without any autonomy over her own body, Wen Huan was dragged back to the rental apartment by Pei Jingyi in a dizzying haze. The door slammed shut with a loud “bang.”
Even the lock clicked into place with a sharp “click.”
Wen Huan’s entire body broke out in goosebumps, and her long, delicate eyelashes trembled slightly.
But Pei Jingyi, unexpectedly, showed no expression at all.
Pinning Wen Huan firmly against the corner of the wall, his large hand gripped her fragile, easily breakable nape, his icy fingertips slowly tracing over the delicate skin: “You finally said it.”
“You stayed by my side just so the man you like wouldn’t be distracted, and once he gains power, you still plan to divorce me.”
Pei Jingyi let out a light laugh, his slowly raised eyes beginning to seep with a crimson hue as he questioned her word by word: “Wen Huan, for that man, what did you take me for!”
“…”
Wen Huan suddenly raised her voice, sounding even more pained than Pei Jingyi: “Pei Jingyi, I took you as a person, but I really can’t stand you anymore! You’re always talking about divorce, divorce—do you just want to divorce me?”
“I’ve already apologized to you before, but after all this time, you still don’t trust me, you still suspect me, and you still make things difficult for me. Isn’t this just you trying to push me away?”
“Since that’s the case, I’ll satisfy you now. I’ll leave today! Let’s get a divorce! From now on, we’ll never see each other again, and you’ll never be able to see me again!”
Wen Huan spoke with grief and fury, and as soon as her words fell, she tried to push him away, intending to pack her belongings immediately.
Because Wen Huan wanted to break the deadlock! To survive! And this was the only way to do it!
Some ordinary girls would grow nervous, blame themselves, and feel afraid as soon as they saw a man get angry.
But Wen Huan was determined to fight poison with poison, to turn the tables, to walk the man’s path so he had nowhere to go.
Besides, during this time, Wen Huan had realized that no matter how many times she tried to placate him, Pei Jingyi still hadn’t let down his guard and remained deeply suspicious.
So rather than spending the next year trembling with fear, constantly under suspicion, she decided to take drastic measures this time and cure Pei Jingyi of his habit of always being suspicious once and for all.
This time, when she said she was leaving, Wen Huan intended to truly leave.
But she wouldn’t go far. After packing her things, she planned to stay at a small hotel nearby for a couple of days.
However, as well as she had planned, when Wen Huan tried to push Pei Jingyi away, she found she couldn’t. The man’s tall, sturdy figure stood before her like a wall.
Wen Huan glared at Pei Jingyi in frustration: “What are you doing? I admitted to liking another man, and you still won’t let me leave?”
Pei Jingyi stared at Wen Huan for a long time, his dark eyes unfathomable: “Are you saying I misunderstood you?”
This was exactly what Wen Huan had been waiting for.
Originally, she thought she’d have to stay at the small hotel for a while before hearing these words, but she hadn’t expected Pei Jingyi to say them so quickly.
Wen Huan was satisfied inwardly, but her face still showed anger: “Of course you misunderstood me! Did you come home today and find I wasn’t there, then hear some nonsense gossip, so you thought I was seeing someone behind your back? But let me tell you, I’ve been going out these past few days to work at a café, to film videos with a nice background!”
“As for meeting Yu Mixue, I didn’t arrange it—she came to find me and offered me a job.”
“And as for what I said about Feng Wen, that was just a delaying tactic because I didn’t want Yu Mixue to have any connection with Feng Wen, which would make even more people look down on you.”
Wen Huan’s eyes brimmed with tears as she sobbed, “Pei Jingyi, I’ve exhausted myself for this family and for you, yet you always suspect and scold me without even asking for an explanation! Tell me, even if I love you deeply, how can I stay by your side like this? You might as well just divorce me!”
Pei Jingyi didn’t speak, but his gaze deepened as he looked at her.
He asked slowly, “Wen Huan, do you really love me as much as you claim?”
His words carried too much complexity, and Wen Huan’s feigned pitiful expression froze for a moment as she listened.
Because her words were half-truths, not entirely genuine.
But Pei Jingyi wasn’t entirely genuine either.
Although he treated her well, he didn’t love her, and in the future, he would belong to the kind and beautiful female lead.
It was wrong for Wen Huan to weave one lie after another, but a person must always have a sense of self-preservation and guard their heart.
That way, when the female lead appeared, she wouldn’t be left too pitiful and disgraced.
So, sticking to the matter at hand, Wen Huan spoke with feigned righteousness, “Pei Jingyi, you’ve misunderstood me this time! I’m telling you, I won’t forgive you easily unless you apologize!”
Pei Jingyi didn’t respond, but the next moment, he finally stepped away from Wen Huan and handed her a clothing bag from the side.
Wen Huan opened it to find a beautiful little dress. “This… is for me?”
“Yes.”
Pei Jingyi said solemnly, “I came home early this afternoon because I wanted to give this to you sooner. That’s how I found out you hadn’t been home for two days.”
Wen Huan felt a strange sensation in her heart, as if someone had gently scratched it.
Pei Jingyi had always been like this. He never blamed her for liking to buy clothes or for her love of beauty being a waste of money. On the contrary, whenever he saw something beautiful and suitable for her, he would always bring it back for her.
Wen Huan took out the red dress and touched it gently, then softened her tone as she looked at Pei Jingyi.
“I really like the dress, and I accept your apology. But after this, you mustn’t listen to others and start suspecting me without reason again, understand?”
Pei Jingyi remained silent for a long time before finally nodding.