Transmigrated as the Dead Wife of a Hong Kong Tycoon [1980s]

Fan Qi was deeply fond of a powerful figure from a Hong Kong novel—a man whose turbulent early life had shaped him into someone irresistibly charismatic.

But admiration was one thing. Fan Q...

Chapter 112 (1 / 3)

Explanation: “It’s not what you think.”

"So what do you want to do?"

"Come with me." Feng Xueming walked forward and went upstairs.

He really didn't consider himself an outsider. He directly opened Liao Yazhe's office and waved: "Fan Qi, come in."

Fan Qi walked in. Feng Xueming sat in Liao Yazhe's seat. Fan Qi sat opposite him and said, "Go ahead!"

"I know you have a very good relationship with Miao'er now. I would like to ask for your help. Please talk to Miao'er and ask her to give me a chance."

"What opportunity?" Fan Qi was puzzled.

Feng Xueming exhaled: "I want to get back together with her and be with her."

"What?" Fan Qi seemed to have heard a shocking joke. "Feng Xueming, are you mentally healthy? How desperate must Miao'er be to be with you again?"

"I'll change for her."

"Change your ass. If you know better, you should know that the best ex is to be dead, disappearing completely from the other person's world and never appear again." Fan Qi rolled her eyes. "Who cares if you change?"

Even though Fan Qi described him as shit, Feng Xueming did not get angry with her. He just wanted her to help him. He said, "Fan Qi, I have figured it out and I want to be with her. I will change my previous bad habits and be devoted to her. I hope you can convey my thoughts to her. I hope she can give me and herself a chance. After all, she and I are childhood sweethearts and we have feelings for each other. I will cherish her in the future."

Fan Qi looked down at the watch on her hand. It was four fifty. Chen Zhiqian would come to pick her up. She had to go home for dinner. After dinner, she would go to the hospital to talk to her uncle. Her uncle would have surgery tomorrow.

She said, "I won't spread this news. I don't believe it myself. Am I going to lie to Miao'er? Sorry, I have to get off work. I have other things to do."

Fan Qi opened the door and Feng Xueming stood up: "Fan Qi, help me once, I am serious about Miao Er this time."

When he said this, Xu Miaoer was standing at the door. She walked in, slammed the door shut, and looked at Feng Xueming: "The days I was with you, except for the few years I studied in the UK, I was hardly happy. I forced myself to accept the scandal between my fiancé and a female star in the newspapers and on TV. I saw the kiss marks on your neck, and I told myself that all men in the world are like this. But can I really accept it? When I forced myself, I turned myself into a woman full of hostility, full of hostility towards every woman who might appear around you, including Fan Qi. Obviously, I could tell her politely about the threshold of the agency, but I just couldn't control the urge to ridicule her. Many times, even I felt that I was disgusting, but I couldn't control it."

Feng Xueming came over and put his hand on her shoulder: "Miao'er, I'm sorry!"

Xu Miaoer took a step back, avoiding his touch, her voice very calm: "I knelt down to beg you, you said I cried, made a fuss, and then hanged myself, is there any other trick? I committed suicide, you came to the hospital and told me that no matter how I made a fuss, the ending would be the same, there would be no future between us. I don't have the courage to die again, I let myself forget the past, forget the time in England, those nights, I watched the news about you and those female stars coming in and out every day, and cut the wedding dress into pieces bit by bit with scissors. Tell yourself that there will be no you in my future world. Without you, I will not have pain. This is the fact. Without you, I will not be afraid to read newspapers and watch TV, and I can even breathe smoothly. But I also want to thank you! It is because of leaving you that I have the courage to leave Changxing. Now I am very happy, please don't bother me again."

"Miao'er, I told you, I'm willing to change for you."

"When I change for you, do you need it? Put yourself in my shoes. You are a person who has nothing to do with me now. Whether you change or not has nothing to do with me? Am I disgusted with myself for living too comfortably? After stepping into a cesspool once, I still want to eat shit?"

Feng Xueming's expression changed when Xu Miaoer described him as shit.

Fan Qi suddenly became emotional and hugged Xu Miaoer: "Miaoer, I like you so much..."

The office door was pushed open, and Chen Zhiqian was at the door. He looked at his wife hugging...Xu Miaoer, and saying she loved her.