Chapter Ninety-One

Jiang You met Xia Yan's gaze, and his hands, which were bound behind his back, twitched slightly, as if he had given up entirely.

Since we already know, how much worse can things get?

All she could do was plead for Xia Bei to come quickly so she could leave alive.

She thought things couldn't get any worse, but then, unexpectedly, her voice message saying "I love you" to Song Yun suddenly rang out in the quiet room.

The man stared at the screen, the fluorescent light reflecting on his expressionless face. Jiang You trembled, unable to face reality, and buried his head in the sheets.

Besides fear and apprehension, she also felt a pang of guilt when facing Xia Yan.

To put it another way, what if your boyfriend kisses your best friend, teases her in the bathroom, or flirts with another woman at school...?

Besides feeling disgusted, there was also anger. If she had power, she would definitely retaliate, let alone someone like Xia Yan.

Xia Yan couldn't quite describe her feelings—anger, sadness, or helplessness?

This boy learns everything very quickly. In his studies, he can often understand something thoroughly after listening to it only once. In interpersonal communication, he can maintain good relationships with classmates or teachers as long as he is willing.

She had no tragic childhood, came from a wealthy and powerful family, and her parents were childhood sweethearts who loved each other very much. There were no family feuds or melodramatic plot twists.

Despite their busy schedules, they still make time for him every month, spending a few days with him. His parents and brother are always there to celebrate his birthday and other important milestones in his life.

There was no family burden either.

It seems that God has been exceptionally kind to him; even his appearance and height are top-notch.

Xia Yan, who had never lacked love or money and had never experienced any setbacks in life, was stunned when she saw Jiang You's breakup message.

He did learn how to maintain a relationship, but even when he sensed that his girlfriend was hiding something from him, he never investigated.

In other words, as long as Jiang You doesn't leave, he will tolerate him without any limits.

So when he received the breakup message, after a moment of stunned silence, he acted like a coward for the first time, replying: "Are you playing truth or dare with your friends? I'm a little scared."

As long as Jiang You said yes, he would pretend nothing had happened, but the other party sent a long text message, which was written with genuine feelings.

He read it word by word, a moment of self-doubt passing through him.

When he saw Song Yun's information placed in front of him, a bitter feeling he had never experienced before spread from his heart to his bones, both painful and intense.

While he was happily messaging her, expressing his longing, sharing his daily life, and discussing their future, what was she doing?

Is she strolling hand-in-hand with Song Yun on campus? Perhaps Song Yun is right beside her, quietly waiting for her to finish sending a perfunctory message.

Reason had long been devoured and completely lost. On the way, he had people prepare documents for Jiang You to leave the country and took bodyguards to arrest him.

Like a wild beast out of control, it came to Sheng'an City without regard for anything else.

He stood in front of the girls' dormitory, and during the three minutes he waited for his girlfriend to come downstairs, his rationality gradually returned.

Is it really necessary to do this?

His mindset has never changed; like his parents, he wants to grow old with Jiang You and spend the rest of his life together.

Thinking about it carefully, isn't it normal for an ordinary person like Jiang You to be unable to resist temptation?

If it weren't for Song Yunlu and Shi An's shameless seduction, how could Jiang You have gotten involved with them?

Or we could talk it over. As long as he cuts all ties with Song Yun and the others, he can pretend that nothing ever happened.

He dismissed the bodyguards, and although he was still very angry, he managed to suppress his anger when he saw that Youyou didn't dare to come over.

Inside the room, Xia Yan turned off the voice recorder and stood up.

The girl, who was lying on the bed with her body hunched over, heard the sound and, like an ostrich, buried her face tightly in the sheets, her body trembling violently.

Perhaps because she hadn't heard any sound for a while, the girl tentatively turned her head to look.

Her black and white eyes trembled timidly. When she saw him, she shrank back like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her fur standing on end, and continued to bury her face in the bed like an ostrich.

Xia Yan pursed his lips. He wondered if he had discovered Jiang You was two-timing first, would he have been cowardly enough to pretend nothing had happened as long as Jiang You didn't say anything?

"Jiang You."

He heard his own hoarse voice.

I originally wanted to have a proper conversation, but I couldn't help feeling jealous and frowned as I questioned, "What's so good about that idiot? You'd dump me for him?"

Xia Yan still couldn't figure out why the girl wanted to break up.

He believed that since their values ​​were incompatible, even if he couldn't change, he would pretend to be the same as her for the rest of his life.

Even if you think the social class is wrong, then stay away from here. If you're not used to his life, don't want to meet his parents, and don't want to socialize, then don't do any of those things.

He would do anything she asked.

She clearly said that as long as they didn't break up, she could completely mold him into the person she liked.

So Jiang You's claims about incompatible values ​​and unequal social status are all bullshit excuses; she broke up with him for some other man.

The girl remained silent, determined to continue feigning death.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Xia Yan didn't like her acting like this.

“No, Xia Yan,” Jiang You said, his eyes tightly shut, believing that Xia Yan would be happier if Song Yun was removed from his list. He spoke tremulously, “Before Song Yun appeared, I didn’t…”

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Xia Yan stepped forward, her expression terrifying, and flipped Jiang You over to face him.

He couldn't accept that Jiang You had been dating him with the intention of leaving him from the very beginning; he preferred to believe that he had been seduced by some other man.

Xia Yan's beautiful, shimmering peach blossom eyes widened as she stared at Jiang You's pale face and tightly closed eyes. His lips were pressed together, and he seemed to be struggling to control his emotions. His voice trembled noticeably as he said, "I... I won't pursue this anymore. Can we start over?"

Jiang You's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes still closed. He hadn't expected Xia Yan to say such things after learning the truth.

He wanted to give a perfunctory answer to get through the situation, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

She liked Xia Yan, a shallow infatuation that has now turned into fear and dread, but she still remembers the kindness the boy showed her.

Because the boy's attitude softened, the timid Jiang You didn't agree immediately.

If possible, she didn't want to lie to Xia Yan.

The girl's hesitation resulted in the person on top of her roughly taking off her clothes.

Jiang You secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The boy had good stamina and would definitely hold on until Xia Bei arrived.

But for some reason, Xia Yan's movements gradually stopped, and then she felt a warm liquid fall onto her cheek, drop by drop...

Jiang You, who had kept his eyes closed the whole time, subconsciously opened them and found that Xia Yan's delicate face was already covered in tears.

"Just stay by my side, and I'll overcome all the difficulties and obstacles. Why, why is it so hard..."

His voice was choked with sobs, as if he could no longer hold on. He buried his head in her neck and began to cry softly.

"Jiang You, during the time you spent with me, every single second you looked at me, did you ever think about our future? Not even for a moment..."

Jiang You couldn't give an answer. She was in the relationship with the intention of breaking up, so how could she have thought about the future?

Xia Yan seemed to accept it. He didn't cry for long before getting up to untie Jiang You's hands and dress her.

“Jiang You, I won’t threaten you, nor will I do anything to you. So I want to ask you,” Xia Yan sat on the bed with her eyes downcast, “would you still be with me?”

Jiang You rubbed his reddened wrist, hesitated for a moment, and then told the truth: "No."

"Let's go," Xia Yan said softly, as if she had thought of something, and she even seemed to smile slightly.

Jiang You frowned. Was he just going to let her go so easily?

She tentatively took a few steps toward the door, and when she found that the other person did not intend to stop her, she quickened her pace.

As soon as the door opened, tall and burly bodyguards blocked the entrance.

She was momentarily taken aback: "Excuse me, could you please move aside?"

“Let’s go,” Xia Yan said as he came out of the room, his voice hoarse like a devil’s whisper. “The country-style house on the island is already under construction, so Youyou will have to make do with another villa on the island for now.”

"Why are you looking at me like that? I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it," Xia Yan said, seemingly both crying and laughing. "I said that even death wouldn't separate us."