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Rong Jiayi stared in disbelief, her eyes wide open, unable to accept that she could tell such a colossal lie. Yet at the same time, her heart raced uncontrollably. Did Song Feiwan mean that she actually didn't like Xiao Yu? Did this mean he no longer had to be jealous of Xiao Yu for having her in the past?
Her next words confirmed his suspicions. "At Old Master Rong's birthday banquet, Xiao Yan and Song Shuyou conspired against me, forcing me to jump into the lake. I was furious and invoked His Highness's name, but it was all just a series of lies I told to cover up one big lie. When I realized I couldn't keep it hidden any longer, I ran away. You know what happened after that."
Rong Jiayi was utterly shocked, his heart trembling as he looked at her, his expression blank. Song Feiwan lowered her head in shame and said softly, "So, it really is all my fault; I deserve this. Brother Rong, thank you so much for taking care of me during this time. I know I don't deserve you. What you like is not the real me."
Rong Jiayi felt a tightness in his chest and shook his head at her. He wanted to say no. He had eyes to see and a heart to feel. The woman he adored was so outstanding and captivating that it made his heart flutter.
Even if what she said was true, even if she had truly made mistakes, he couldn't bring himself to blame her at all. In fact, he shamelessly thought that her willingness to pretend to be Xiao Yu's beloved was a blessing for Xiao Yu.
A great opportunity lay before Xiao Yu, yet he didn't cherish it; that made him useless and blind. Rong Jiayi felt a surge of delight. The relationship between Song Feiwan and Xiao Yu was fake; he finally had a chance to compete with Xiao Yu.
Just as his eyes began to brighten with hope, Song Feiwan doused him with cold water. "Actually, all these words are too grandiose. I followed him back to the capital because I wanted to go with him." Looking into Rong Jiayi's eyes, Song Feiwan spoke firmly.
From her gaze, Rong Jiayi saw the same kind of affection reflected back at him—not for himself, but for the man lurking not far away, watching with keen interest.
Rong Jiayi experienced a dramatic rise and fall, feeling a deep sense of melancholy. Because Song Feiwan did not love him, the power had never been in his hands.
Throughout his life, he had never felt jealousy towards Xiao Yu due to power, status, or talent. He himself was a favored child of heaven, a promising talent with a bright future. Yet now, he found himself genuinely envious of Xiao Yu.
His jealousy towards Song Feiwan had initially been for revenge, but eventually, his heart had become entirely captivated by Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu was not without blessings; he was favored by the gods and spirits. That was why he could return safely from Beirong and occupy a place in Song Feiwan's heart.
And what was Rong Jiayi? Nothing at all.
Feeling despondent, Rong Jiayi lowered his gaze. He swallowed hard a few times and said hoarsely, "I understand your meaning. I cannot bear to watch the one I love be taken back and humiliated."
These words trampled on his dignity, yet he accepted it willingly. Compared to the one he loved, everything else was insignificant.
"Song Feiwan, return to the carriage. I have something to say to him," Rong Jiayi commanded.
Xiao Yu strode over with long strides, his expression unreadable. He possessed remarkable martial skills and keen hearing, clearly catching every word exchanged between Rong Jiayi and Song Feiwan.
As for whether this behavior was despicable or if Song Feiwan would mind, he did not care at all. What mattered was that he could not tolerate these two speaking behind his back. Even with Song Feiwan turned away from him, the mere thought of their exchanged glances ignited a fire within him.
Because he hadn’t seen Song Feiwan’s face and had only heard her words, he failed to notice her feelings.
Once Song Feiwan had finished speaking, she cast a deep glance at Rong Jiayi, smiled faintly, and sincerely said, "Brother Rong, take care."
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