Chapter 432: Chapter 403: The Truth of Three Years Ago
"I agree, but I don’t understand why it has to be so soon?" Wen Nuan slowly squatted down in front of Leng Ye, looking at him puzzled: "Did your family agree?"
"Father has already agreed. As for Aunt Li and Leng Yan, I don’t need their permission." Leng Ye smiled slightly, lying: "His illness is so severe now, he can’t wait for me to settle down, and Father likes you very much, you know that. Leng Yan wronged you, and he’d be relieved if I could make it up to you. As for the registration, Nuannuan, if you want to do it domestically, we can wait until we go back. I just want to find some courage for myself, so we’re just holding a simple church wedding, and I’ve already ordered the wedding dress, Nuannuan, you’re three months pregnant now, if we delay further, the wedding dress will need to be altered again."
"But... fine, no buts, I agree."
Wen Nuan bit her lip tightly, steeling her heart, a cold laugh rising inside.
Still hesitating?
Leng Ye had repeatedly promised her, said he’d treat her well, and treat her child as his own. Facing a man who was willing to risk his life for her, what more was she hesitating for?
Leng Ye said if they felt awkward in T City, once his health improved, they could emigrate abroad to start a fashion business together, raising the child together, letting him/her live in eternal happiness...
"Thank you, Nuannuan. With your words, my confidence has greatly increased." Leng Ye’s eyes brightened. Pausing for a moment, he sighed softly: "Nuannuan, Yan called looking for you, he wants you to call him back. Nuannuan, maybe..."
He looked at Wen Nuan with a fearful gaze: "Maybe he regrets being with Ji Wei and wants to win you back."
"Him? Ha!"
Wen Nuan’s body froze as she held onto the wheelchair, a bitter pain rising in her chest.
Seeing the worry in Leng Ye’s eyes, she smiled slightly and shook her head: "If he calls again, just say I’m not here. I’ll also tell the nanny not to bother with his calls."
She didn’t want any entanglement with him anymore, not at all. Even if he came now to say he loved her, wanted to give up Ji Wei and the child, she wouldn’t look back.
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"Leng Yan!" Ji Wei grabbed her hair harshly, looking down at her ankle where blood trickled out, lips trembling: "Xiao Liu!"
She yelled fiercely, but what replied to her was only silence.
She laughed coldly.
Did she forget again? Xiao Liu had already been driven away by her, she didn’t need such an idiotic assistant. Thoughtlessly ruined all her plans!
She lightly dabbed the blood with a tissue, staggeringly emerged from the bar’s private room, bumping straight into a stranger’s arms, her chin lifted playfuly. The man squinted at her haggard yet still beautiful face, smiling boldly: "Beauty, care to have a drink with me?"
"Get lost!"
She gritted her teeth, smashing her bag at him viciously. Stumbling out drunk, as she reached the car, her wrist was grabbed, a wicked face with a deep scar approached her.
"Why, it’s you again!"
She gritted her teeth, sobering from the alcohol.
"Feel like getting money and women..."
"Get lost!" She twisted her body trying to escape, cursing harshly: "Perverted bastard, you’re all bastards!"
"Stop struggling, didn’t you notice something odd about that last bottle of wine you drank?" The scarred man squinted his eyes, smiling even more lasciviously: "Sweetheart, that drink you had was spiked with something delicious. How is it, tasty?"
"Bastard!"
Ji Wei’s body trembled, as if alcohol burned slowly inside her, she suddenly realized something.
The scarred man raised an eyebrow, his voice suddenly icy: "You know, when I saw you for the first time, you seemed familiar. Today, I accidentally came across a still from your first film, reminding me of someone..."
"Who!"
Ji Wei asked, the aphrodisiac slowly working on her, a hot stream surged through her body, wanting to lean closer to the man in front of her. What remained of her rationality made her resist, pressing her back tightly against the car body, seeking the coolness for relief. Staring at the evil eyes in front of her, heat surged inside, but her spine shivered with cold, her voice trembled uncontrollably.
He said he’d remembered her...
The scene from three years ago surfaced, clear as a 3D movie, her body shivered uncontrollably, biting her lip until it bled, she tried to control her mind, moving her feet, wanting to escape, her wrist loosened, she thought there was a chance, but just for a second, both her hands were tightly grasped by one of his large hands, his face wicked and vicious in front of her, stinging her eyes.
"Three years of prison, I have you to thank for it!"
He sneered, eyes cold and fierce, squeezing Ji Wei’s chin hard, almost dislocating it.
Ji Wei gasped in sharp pain, the intoxicating haze fled, she shook her head vehemently, her pupils constricted with boundless fear: "It wasn’t me, really it wasn’t me..."
"Wasn’t you? Ha!" He laughed wickedly, pressing her body harder, biting her ear fiercely, his demonic voice resounding in her eardrum: "I know it wasn’t you, but it started because of you. The man who saved you reported to the police, right?"
He shoved Ji Wei into the car, her head hitting the steering wheel, the scarred man laughed more cruelly: "That night was really bad for me! Finally, came across a beauty like you, not yet tasted the swan meat, got knocked out by a man out of nowhere, woke up in a police station!"
He gritted his teeth, his face showing unrestrained hatred: "You know, I spent three years in prison for that, finally got out. Heaven has eyes, I ran into you!"
"I..." Ji Wei retreated shaking her head: "I don’t know you, really..."
"Still trying to deceive me?" The scarred man’s gaze turned colder, his voice dropping to the utmost chill: "Where’s that man now? I swore a blood oath in prison, I must find him, exact revenge for these years. You mustn’t know, I’m someone who holds grudges, an inch they owe, I’ll demand a yard!"
"I don’t know."
Ji Wei’s whole body shook more violently, her body went soft, sliding down the car body, she was lifted roughly, her head shaking like a rattle: "Really don’t know..."
"Is it the doctor I threatened to tell had a terminal illness?" The scarred man’s fingers viciously pinched her throat, eyes shooting murderous light: "Tell me, is it him?"