Chapter 222 The Sweetness of Pain
"There's no evidence," Feng Jue said without hiding anything, "and the couple who used aphrodisiacs regularly are dead."
"Dead?" Yan Ai asked in surprise, "When did it happen?"
"Just last year, I was in a traffic accident." Feng Jue paused and asked again tentatively, "Can we go inside and talk?"
Yan Ai refused, "No, if you want to say it, say it here."
Feng Jue: “…”
What he didn't see was that Yan Ai had installed a concealed anti-theft chain behind her front door, similar to the ones on hotel room doors, to prevent him from breaking in again like he had done before.
Feng Jue was actually mentally prepared for Yan Ai's current attitude of keeping people at a distance, and once again realized how ridiculous his previous self-conceit was.
Having experienced many intrigues and traps of wine and sex in the business world, Feng Jue habitually used the same tactics he used to deal with old foxes in the business world on Yan Ai.
He had seen too many people fall because of alcohol and sex, so he was wary of any woman who wanted to get close to him, whether through his mother or anyone else.
"I'm sorry." Feng Jue apologized to her again.
Yan Ai frowned and said in a cold and hard tone, "I don't accept your apology."
She now knew how thick-skinned he was and was no longer worried that he would be offended by her words.
Not only is she not worried, she wants to make him even angrier and more annoyed, and it would be best if she were to use some sinister and cruel tricks behind his back in a rage.
People have habitual thinking. Since he could think of such a dirty and vicious trick in his previous life, he would think of it in this life as well. It was only a matter of time.
As long as he uses those three foreign men again, her chance will come.
"I don't expect you to forgive me, but I owe you this apology." Feng Jue said with a dark look in his eyes.
Yan Ai scoffed lightly, curling her lips in sarcasm, "Stay away from me, and preferably never appear in front of me again. That would be the best apology. Can you do that?"
There was a crack on Feng Jue's face, which was always as cold as an iceberg.
He thought back to the past three years of their marriage, how many times he had rejected her—ignoring her caring and concern, ignoring the three meals a day she prepared, ignoring her phone calls and messages, and refusing to accept the various gifts she had carefully prepared for him...
Every time she tried to get closer to him, she was met with his increasingly ruthless ridicule and indifference.
How many times had she rejected him now?
It should be less than a fraction of what she earned in the past three years, right?
The more Feng Jue thought about it, the more he dared not to think about it in detail.
"I can promise you that I will never break into your house again without your permission." Feng Jue's eyes were fixed on hers.
He didn't know why he was so persistent.
He could have left now that he had apologized.
But why can't he take this step?
"Your promise is no different from air." Yan Ai said, glancing behind him with a mocking look.
Feng Jue followed her gaze and glanced back at the house opposite the one he had bought, then turned around and said, "I haven't been here for more than a month. From now on..."
The man paused before continuing, "I won't be living here anymore. I came to you this time to sincerely apologize for misunderstanding you about drugging me."
Also, for my indifference to you over the past three years.
But the last sentence got stuck in Feng Jue's throat as he looked at Yan Ai's increasingly cold and sarcastic eyes, and he couldn't say it.
Yan Ai just found it funny after hearing what the man said. He said he believed her without any evidence.
Do you think she is easy to fool?
"I don't want to talk about the past anymore." Yan Ai said coldly.
One of the reasons she didn't want to mention it was that she didn't want to think about that night anymore.
That night was once the sweetness of her pain, but now there is only pain and no sweetness.
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