Chapter 12: Thank You For Doing Me the Favor of Not Marrying Me
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She had barely spoken the words when Gu Yu snorted. He clearly didn’t believe her.
The first meeting might have been an accident. The second meeting could have been a coincidence. However, the third time around… she had even come looking for Su Ziqian. In his eyes, she was definitely harboring some nefarious intentions.
Xu Weilai knew that, regardless of what she said, he wouldn’t believe her. Hence, she didn’t bother to explain herself any further.
However, she didn’t want to make an enemy out of him. Offending him was not a wise option.
Xu Weilai looked at Gu Yu again and met his dark gaze. She pressed her lips together, before clearly enunciating her words as she spoke. “Mr. Gu, I understand that our history makes it easy to misinterpret my actions. However, it’s already been so many years since. I… no longer have any intentions toward you.”
“Furthermore, I… I’m soon to be engaged.”
She had no idea why she had added on that last statement. Perhaps it was because she didn’t want to admit defeat, and she didn’t want to lower her head in front of him.
If in the three years that had passed, he had gotten himself a new love, and she had found herself a new protector, at least they would both be even!
1Gu Yu laughed out loud. The chill in his eyes ebbed off and was replaced with a thick layer of mockery. He lowered his head and looked down at her. “Engaged?” he asked unceremoniously, “To that old man from the Zhang family?”
The words “old man” were spoken with a tone of disdain.
Xu Weilai looked down and didn’t say her word. Her face was emotionless.
Gu Yu gave her a side-eye glance and suddenly flung her hand away as if it were a piece of filthy rubbish. He put his hands in his pockets and watched her with eyes that contained no warmth whatsoever, like shards of ice.
“But that makes sense, too. Selling your body to achieve your goals sounds very much like your usual style!”
5His tone was light and cavalier, but his words were incomparably cruel.
Xu Weilai’s complexion suddenly turned white.
Selling your body…
1She had assumed that the night she had shared with him had at least been mutually consensual. But was this how he had viewed her all along? Was she such a shameless woman in his eyes?
She had already paid the price for what had transpired previously. She had been exiled to a foreign country, alone. If not for the fact that her family now needed her, she probably would never have been allowed to come home.
He hadn’t suffered any losses whatsoever. Who did he think he was to sit on his high horse and judge and humiliate her?
1Anger and grievance caused Xu Weilai to momentarily forget her fear of Gu Yu. Unwilling to show any weakness, she retorted, “Mr. Zhang may be old, but that’s exactly what I like! Besides, marrying an older man is better than marrying you! Now that you mention it, I still owe you a word of thanks for doing me the favor of not marrying me!”
11Never having imagined that she would utter such words, Gu Yu’s eyes darkened. The aura around him was cold enough to freeze hell over.
The three syllables were spat out through the man’s clenched jaw.
Xu Weilai’s body began to shiver. She bit her bottom lip and took in a deep breath. She steeled herself and straightened her back, unwilling to show her fear.
Gu Yu’s eyes looked as if he was able to see through her. Just as she felt like she couldn’t breathe, she heard the sound of footsteps at the door.
What followed was a gentle and delicate voice, “Yu.”
Su Ziqian walked in. In three steps, she was beside Yu. She looked up at Gu Yu with eyes full of love and threaded her arm through his without a second thought. “You’re here,” she remarked.
Seemingly oblivious to the atmosphere between Gu Yu and Xu Weilai, she shifted her gaze to the latter and smiled. “You must be Xu Weilai,” she said. “Sorry to have kept you waiting.”