Chapter 37 "I won't marry you, you can do whatever you want"
He Chengxie almost dropped his jaw after hearing this.
"...She said she was married?"
"Are you sure this isn't an excuse to refuse? Maybe she just doesn't want to give me her contact information, so—"
He didn't say anything else. In fact, these situations were all very unfavorable to his brother. It was obvious that others didn't want to give him this opportunity.
This was the first time that Ji Sunan had been rejected in his pursuit of someone, and his inherent temper as a spoiled brat came out, becoming even more pronounced.
"I'm going to see you for the first time today."
He Chengxie wasn't irritated by the criticism, nor was he exaggerating. After all, it was indeed his first time being rejected that had him feeling bewildered.
"So now?"
"I have no plans. I don't have an appetite and don't want to sit here to eat. I'm going back directly. What about you?"
"So that's...giving up? Not pursuing anymore, right?"
Ji Sunan had already stood up and cleared the untouched plates on the table, preparing to throw them directly into the泔水 area. He had no mood or appetite at all.
He did have some basic manners on campus, but he wasn't in a good mood after being rejected.
"Go back and ask your friends again. She's been studying here for four years, so it's unlikely she'll get married."
He Chengxie: "Oh, you're still pursuing her... Then you should go back and rest for now. We'll talk again in the clubhouse tonight, and we brothers can come up with some ideas. Keep a positive attitude. It's just a girl, so don't take it too seriously."
Ji Sunan sneered, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "Okay, got it. See you tonight. I know what to do."
He had seen many people like that who came to his door before, and this kind of rejection actually stimulated his desire for challenge.
…
It was a little after three in the afternoon in the executive suite on the 23rd floor of the Marriott.
Two thick curtains were opened, and dazzling sunlight poured in through the window.
The floor was covered with messy clothes thrown everywhere, and the whole way from the bathroom to the bed was a mess.
The sudden brightness made the eyes very uncomfortable. The smell of alcohol and that smell in the room did not dissipate. The classic scene of drunken sex was extremely decadent.
The red marks on the back of the man's muscular upper body were shocking, with streaks of blood.
What happened last night speaks for itself.
He picked out some important messages on his phone and replied to them, then threw them aside. He grabbed his lighter and leaned against the bed, smoking.
Huang Qian felt choked and her body ached all over. "Go over there and breathe."
He Han scoffed. The smile on his face was full of sarcasm. "You're not pretending now, but didn't you always like to get close to people before?"
The words were direct enough that Huang Qian was choked.
"you--"
But it is indeed the truth, and it came true.
She didn't want to say anything else. She had no advantage and it was useless.
Her thighs were covered in bruises, and even her hands were covered in marks. They were all caused by the man last night. He was so brute force after getting drunk, and there was no gentleness at all.
There is no respect for the primitive bestiality.
He endured the discomfort and tried to sit farther away from the sofa, but he was naked, so after a moment he lifted the quilt and went down.
She knew better than anyone that He Han would not give her any chance to preserve her dignity.
The moment she did what she did last night, she had to give it up!
It would be foolish and hypocritical to put on a show of respect at this moment.
He Han still maintained the same attitude, watching the woman calmly walk over and put on her bathrobe step by step, thinking that this woman was indeed cruel.
It was exactly what he had thought when he first saw it.
I'm actually a little impressed.
He narrowed his eyes and casually threw the remaining half into the ashtray. "Huang Qian, if you weren't so smart, maybe we would really have a chance."
His meaning was made clear by his direct and explicit statement.
Huang Qian's hand, which was tying the belt of her bathrobe, paused for a moment, just for a moment.
Turning around, she was also very direct: "You were drunk last night, in the bathroom, in bed... I don't need to recall that I will be pregnant."
After she finished speaking, she laughed, the kind of laugh that was not concealed. Her long hair was not combed and was draped over her shoulders in a mess. She laughed a little wildly.
He Han said without any pause: "So?"
"Do you think I will marry you just because you're pregnant?" He never concealed his contempt and said such things.
Huang Qian had actually thought about this possibility, but she still had to fight. She had always been on the upward path, and she would not give up this shortcut. "You won't?"
"No, I won't marry you. You can do whatever you want." Without hesitation.
Huang Qian felt as if all the blood in her body was flowing backwards. The August sun outside the window was very strong and the sunlight was very bright, but she felt as if she was in an ice cellar. A basin of cold water poured over her head made her whole body cold.
"Why? I'm already in your dating range, why can't you marry me? Am I so lowly and unworthy?"
"Why?!"
She thought she would scream at the top of her lungs, but her voice was so hoarse that she could barely utter the question.
"There's no reason. I said before, if you weren't so smart, it would be possible. You're too ambitious, and it's all written on your face. There's no way I'm going to marry you."
But would Huang Qian still be Huang Qian without being so shrewd? Would the situation we see now still exist?
Everything is clear.
The room was quiet for a long time, no one spoke, only his second cigarette was burning.
The man's last words before he left were:
"Take the medicine or just abort it when the time comes. It's up to you. The He family won't want this child, let alone let him give birth to it."
…
When Li Yiyan arrived at the room, the whole room was dark.
Unable to see anything clearly, the enclosed room was pitch dark, and she subconsciously felt panic in her heart.
She knocked on the door tentatively, "Huang Qian?"
"Sissi, where are you? Don't do anything stupid!"
"Don't scare me!"
With the faint light of the mobile phone's flashlight, the room finally regained light the moment the power card was plugged into the sensor.
Huang Qian huddled in front of the sofa, squatting and hugging her knees.
She looked lifeless and lonely, and Li Yiyan could not see any light in her eyes.
She knows this feeling too well!
She rushed forward and hugged her sister tightly. At that moment, she felt her body was actually a little cold in the hot August in Kyoto.
Tears welled up in their eyes, both of them.
"He said it was impossible... He called me snobbish and calculating, and he said he would never marry me."
She was filled with bitterness, tossing and turning, but was finally told this.
It all comes down to this final sentence: "They can't."
Just by saying these few simple words, tears completely wet Li Yiyan's shoulders.
Li Yiyan was most aware of all the grievances and sadness along the way, so all the comfort seemed powerless and she didn't know how to comfort her.
Huang Qian finally couldn't help herself and broke down crying in her sister's arms: "Why is our life so miserable? What's wrong with me?"
She walked for 29 years and finally walked into the CBD of Guomao.
Countless lights from thousands of homes are already in place outside the window. Why can't there be a light in the high-rise buildings to let her dream end?
She and Li Yiyan came from an orphanage and were abandoned by their biological parents at birth.
They chose to be each other's closest relatives. God's reincarnation was destined to be something they could not choose, but fortunately they were given the opportunity to choose for themselves, and they chose their own relatives with their own hands.
It seems that God didn't give them all bad cards, and the director of the orphanage also treated them very well.
They were admitted to Kyoto University together, Li Yiyan was in Tsinghua University and she was in Beijing Institute of Technology.
At the age of flowers, they truly became flowers at the age of eighteen!
The night before coming to Beijing, everyone around them actually had this idea: even with bad cards, they can play well!
They live more exciting lives than many people!
Kyoto is big enough, with bustling traffic, the hustle and bustle of life, and the decadence and extravagance everywhere.
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