Chapter 6 (Part 1) Unspeakable Feelings

Even though the ointment had already been applied, Si Qiang was still dawdling, hesitant to turn around. He didn't know how to face the other person. Especially in a place like this, facing that man directly, his heart was pounding so hard that he couldn't think of anything.

Xu Qi gazed at his tall, graceful back, a chill creeping into her heart. No matter the circumstances, nothing could diminish this person's beauty, not even in the slightest. She herself had acted willfully, driven by her own selfish desires, deliberately destroying the happiness this person deserved as a normal person; what right did she have to possess his beauty?

He really is a bastard. Xu Qi thought to himself with self-mockery, the smile on his face slowly turning cold.

In the mirror not far away, Si Qiang saw Xu Qi's increasingly cold expression reflected in it, and her heart sank. Did being alone with her make him so unhappy? She couldn't help but turn around, offering Xu Qi a smile, but the words that came out were far from the harmless expression on her face: "Mr. Xu, I think you came to see me today for more than just to 'comfort' me, didn't you?"

The man's smile remained as sweet, as...alluring. Xu Qi was momentarily lost in thought, a fleeting hint of infatuation crossing his eyes, almost imperceptible. He quickly grasped the meaning behind the man's words, his heart skipping a beat. Could it be that the man had already discovered his involvement in today's events? Of course, he couldn't let his doubts show on his face, so he calmly countered with, "Mr. Si, do you believe I have ulterior motives for coming here?"

Si Qiang felt bitter inside, and her words were barbed: "Isn't that right? I don't think I have anything that would make Mr. Xu come here specifically for me."

"..." Xu Qi was speechless, a surge of anger rising within him. From the moment he left the Xu family, Si Qiang's attitude had been like this—seemingly polite and courteous, but actually keeping him at arm's length, as if he were some other person! Although he had indeed wronged her, he just couldn't tolerate it!

Upon realizing this, Xu Qi felt as if something inside him had collapsed. A tidal wave of emotions surged forth, crashing against his heart. Yes. He didn't want Si Qiang to treat him like she treated everyone else; he wanted... for her to reciprocate. He longed for this person.

However, he didn't know when, but their relationship had turned out this way. Xu Qi knew in his heart that he was the one who had caused it all. If he hadn't treated Si Qiang that way because of A Yi, things wouldn't have turned out this way. Even if he couldn't have her, at least they wouldn't be like this now, worse than strangers.

A selfish, self-righteous, boring, and shameless old man. He hated himself for it. Thinking this, he suddenly felt disheartened. Even if he had used underhanded means to prevent Si Qiang from marrying someone else this time, would things stay the same in the future? The bride disappeared halfway through the wedding today; as the groom, he should have been devastated. But judging from Si Qiang's expression, she probably didn't have any feelings for Miss Iris. This should have been a good thing for Xu Qi, but when he thought about how Si Qiang might also be with someone else without a care in the future, his heart ached.

He took a slow breath, and when he spoke again, his voice was low and hoarse: "That's right, you don't have anything I want here. Well then, I'll take my leave."

"Liar! There's something he desperately wants right here. But today, he doesn't want to torture himself anymore. He shouldn't have succumbed to temptation and come here to humiliate himself." Xu Qi's heart bled, and his face turned pale. He didn't want to continue humiliating himself here, so he turned sharply and strode towards the door.

He thought he was strong. But he was wrong. He couldn't tolerate even the slightest harm from Si Qiang. Because his own overprotective nature magnified that harm countless times, cruelly torturing his heart.

When did he become so destitute? How could he let himself become like this? He remembered that morning when Si Qiang quietly left the Xu family, and he let himself sink into an inescapable sorrow. At that time, he had told himself that this was the last time. But... it seemed impossible.

Xu Qi's heavy right hand finally touched the doorknob. He paused for a moment, then couldn't help but say, "Mr. Si, I wish you happiness." The moment the words left his mouth, he regretted them. Why say something so unnecessary? Even if Si Qiang didn't care, the bride's elopement today couldn't possibly have put him in a good mood. What was the point of saying such indifferent things now?

The next second, a fair hand covered his right hand that was gripping the doorknob. Xu Qi was startled and slowly turned his head, only to see a pair of dark, watery eyes.

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This... it feels like Nii-san is torturing himself...