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No matter what, even if he never appears again in my life, how could he trample on the sincerity I offered him like this?
Under the warm glow of the little cloud, Yun Zhi Yue's eyes shimmered with hidden glimmers, her voice trembling with forced steadiness.
Jian Shu, do you know? Back then, I had a thousand venomous words ready to attack him, yet not a single one escaped my lips. I smashed everything in front of me, telling him to get lost and never show his face to me again. But then I realized he wasn't the person I once knew; everything left me feeling powerless.
My resistance only twisted him further, as if he wanted to break through my bones and shatter my limbs, relying solely on me to sustain his existence. But why? Is there something wrong with being kind? Why should I pay such a price? How ridiculous it is—while he continuously tore me apart, he also wanted me to return to who I was. I am human; I can feel pain!
Warm hands wiped away her fallen tears. Jian Qinzhi didn’t say any comforting words; he simply held her on his lap and gently patted her back. Yun Zhi Yue seemed overwhelmed with sorrow and didn’t mind this awkward gesture. In Jian Qinzhi's embrace, she cried until exhaustion took over, drifting off to sleep.
Just before she fell completely asleep, she heard the Reincarnation Stone announce something.
[Conquest Level]
The real pain in her heart was soothed by the conquest level as she tried not to think about all the entanglements between her and him, sinking deeper into sleep. Jian Qinzhi sat there in the dim warm light, observing the girl in his arms.
After watching for a while, his fingers slid down from her damp eyelashes, brushing against her red lips with a slow caress. The expression in his eyes grew darker, filled with an unusual curiosity as his fingertips crossed boundaries.
Hot and wet, he found himself strangely wanting more.
A few minutes later, Yun Zhi Yue’s uncomfortable whimper and the accidental brush of Tongue Tip made Jian Qinzhi’s body stiffen. He tightened his hold on her warm form to ease his own discomfort.
After some strange moments passed, he withdrew his index finger, pulling out a silvery thread of moisture. Instinctively, Jian Qinzhi lowered his head.
Just as he was about to kiss her, he halted his movements and stared at the little cloud lamp in a daze.
In essence, he was no different from Nie Yi. He felt no pity for her plight; everything that happened after meeting Nie Yi was something she should bear.
There’s nothing wrong with kindness, but there’s none in this world.
However, in order to survive in this society, he maintained a facade of false relationships. Nie Yi had long ceased to care about anything.
What he thought about now was how to take her away from himself.
In the reception room of Shengshi Entertainment, Yao Li buried his head on the table, feeling the weight of exhaustion after just sending off a partner. This was the third meeting they had today.
Yun Zhi Yue slumped in her chair, looking utterly disheveled, while her assistant, Tao Xin, nervously glanced around, unsure of what to say.
The sound of high heels echoed with a mix of urgency and delight.
"Yun Zhi Yue, weren't you quite arrogant last time? How does it feel to be abandoned?"
Han Ling pushed the door open with a beaming smile, her gaze towards Yun Zhi Yue dripping with mockery.
"Beg me. You know I'm the eldest daughter of the Han family. Even if Prosperous Era won't give you resources, I can. Kneel down and beg me, and I'll give you a chance."
Yao Li exploded in anger. "You're going too far!"
"Shut up! Who asked for your opinion?" Han Ling raised her chin defiantly, looking down at Yao Li with disdain.
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