Was he not going to back down if he didn’t get an answer?
Xu Weilai tightly knit her brows together, not understanding why he was so adamant about finding out the reason behind the fight. Did he want to seek justice for Su Ziqian in an honorable manner?
He wanted to ask her why, so she’ll give him a reason!
Xu Weilai smirked, even scoffing for a moment, before enunciating every word clearly, “It is completely justifiable for the wife to beat up the mistress. Do you need any more of a reason? Hm?”
At such a rhetorical question, Gu Yu didn’t get mad. Instead, those long eyelashes of his fluttered slightly, and he remained silent for a moment before his thin lips parted once more. With a tinge of indecipherable emotion, his voice sounded through that quiet bedroom of theirs as he asked, “You mind her?”
Mind?
‘What an amusing question,’ Xu Weilai thought.
She didn’t understand what kind of answer Gu Yu wished for her to give. As his wife, it was impossible for her to not mind Su Ziqian, the third party in their marriage. Even so… she was just his “wife” that he never acknowledged, so what gave her the right to mind? Besides, he had never given her the liberty to do so.
Perhaps all men were the same. Regardless of whether or not they loved a woman, they would wish for her to fight for them, to get jealous over them.
Even so, she learned long ago to not overestimate her worth or be overly forward with him. She didn’t wish for the last tinge of goodness between them to whittle away.
Xu Weilai closed her eyes shut and took in a deep breath. When she opened her eyes once more, there was no longer any emotion left in them, other than a detached and calm look.
She lifted her head until her eyes met Gu Yu’s inky ones. Pressing her lips together lightly, she parted her lips and replied, “I don’t.”
Once she finished her piece, Xu Weilai lowered her gaze to hide the surge of grief in her eyes. She had never thought that there’d be a day where she and the man she had once loved could end up being so indifferent to one another.
There was a saying that said it best: If two lovers only suffered when they’re together, they’ll be better off apart.
Despite that, fate was a funny thing. Despite everything, they were still brought back together again. They were both unable to rid themselves of the other, just like a ball of thread tangled together. The more they tried to get rid of each other, the more wrapped up they got with the other…
“Of course you don’t.”
Gu Yu’s voice turned a little distant and empty. His body swayed a little, perhaps he lost his balance, and he stepped two steps back.
Xu Weilai seemed to have heard him chuckle, but also didn’t believe he did. When she lifted her head once more, the only thing she caught was the man’s back steadily retreating as he strode out of the room.
Soon, the apartment returned to being as silent as a grave.
Xu Weilai sat on the bed, dazed for a while before her entire body collapsed onto the bed. She sniffed hard multiple times. She continued doing that for ages, before finally closing her eyes shut.
She regretted everything… perhaps she shouldn’t have returned.
“To not waste the encounter, I put my future in your hands”… That phrase was nothing but wishful thinking.
Xu Weilai didn’t know how long she cried for in her dream, but when she had awoken, her eyes were red. She climbed out of bed to wash up. As she went to the fridge to take an ice pack for her eyes, her phone suddenly rang.
She placed the ice pack down before picking up her phone and clicking into WeChat. At the bottom, a “1” in a red circle was on the Contacts icon.
Who added her on WeChat?
Curious, Xu Weilai clicked into her contacts. Seeing the notification of who added her, her eyes widened before the corners of her lips quirked up subconsciously.
Oh? Things were about to get a little interesting…