Zhou Bingchen hurried back to his mountain villa, carrying a few bags of expensive incense and candles that he had just bought from a private funeral shop.
It is said that the offering of incense to the deceased is equivalent to eating a feast of Manchu and Han banquet.
He hadn't seen me eat anything in the past few days, so he thought I was starving and that eating these might help me regain some strength.
He quietly locked the study, the smoke from the incense rising in his hand, and all that came to his mind was the scene of the woman saying she wanted to cheat on him in person.
He didn't know how he managed to get through every night during those three years in northern Myanmar.
Every night he was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep. He would lie beside the woman, thinking about her reluctant and secretive look when she changed clothes. He wanted to hold her in his arms.
But he had to pretend to be indifferent, and even dared not wear tight pajamas, for fear that he would do something to scare her and she would find out.
He had always known that her heart was with his illegitimate brother.
So, he didn't want to force her.
But when he thought of her expression in the conference room just now, he couldn't help but feel annoyed.
Judging from his performance over the past three years, she probably thought he was no longer capable.
He frowned, took a deep breath, and felt inexplicably nervous and looking forward to the arrival of night.
After inserting the incense into the incense burner, lighting the candles and placing them in front of my tablet, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.
Zhou Binchen looked around but didn't see me. In the room, he only saw Auntie and Chenchen playing with building blocks.
I asked the assistant who had just sent someone back, and he almost fell down when he learned that I had followed Ji Linting back to the manor where my body was dumped.
At this moment, all he could think about was whether he would be killed again by those two cruel people, and he completely forgot that he was already dead!
He couldn't hear Chenchen constantly calling "Dad" behind him, and rushed out of the villa without caring, heading straight for the manor...
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I took a taxi to the gate of the manor.
Ji Linting was waiting at the ten-meter-wide gate of the manor, wearing a complete set of white suit that he thought was my favorite. His bright peach blossom eyes curved up, and the corners of his lips were curled with what he thought was a charming smile to greet me.
Indeed, after not seeing him for two years, his appearance was still as handsome as ever, even with a hint of maturity and nobility that came with the passage of time.
The only unsightly thing is that there are still some red spots on my face left by allergies.
But at this moment, I had completely lost all interest in his deceptive face. I just asked him calmly, "Why don't you wear the green suit my dear gave you? I think it suits you better than this white one!"
I don’t know if it was my corny “honey” or the mention of the green suit that he had to wear because he had no clothes to wear, but Ji Linting’s face instantly fell when he heard it.
But soon, his expression returned to normal, "Chuyuan, I have long dreamed of this day, to be able to live in a big house like this with you. Now I have achieved it, and I can let you live a good life!"
As he said this, he reached out and pulled me.
I stepped back to avoid his touch, looking at the man coldly.
He had hidden it from me a long time ago and I don't know how he got this wealth.
But he still watched me coldly as I set up a stall to make money to pay off my mortgage.
How can he say it now? He has done everything to let me live a good life?
"Are you sure this manor is yours, not mine?"
With just one sentence, the smile on Ji Linting's face disappeared.
"Yes, at that time, the lawyer came to me and said that someone wanted to transfer property to you. I saw that it was the Zhou family's property, and I thought that my irresponsible father wanted to give me an inheritance, but was afraid that I would not accept it, so he transferred the property to you. I had no idea that it was Zhou Binchen who gave it to you."
"Will you forgive me? Chuyuan, you know I'm not a money-lover. I will return the money to you."
Ji Linting spoke cautiously, observing my expression.
Seeing my expressionless face, he stretched out his right hand, which was injured, inflamed and ulcerated, in front of me, expecting me to show a sad look as before, and said, "Look at my hand, it's injured like this. If I lie, I will never be able to have surgery again!"
I stared at him sideways with a sneer on my lips, waiting to see what he was going to do next.
I followed him into the manor, passed the room where I was frozen, and finally stopped in front of the bedroom where he and Qiao Zhixian usually lived when they had separate rooms.
He pushed the door open and when I looked in, my forehead started throbbing.
The bed in the room was covered with rose petals, and the corners were filled with scented candles to add to the atmosphere.
I stiffened my neck and looked at the man next to me who was looking at me with an unclear gaze, and was completely speechless.
Is this man going to sell his body to me for this money?
How could he have the guts to eat me when I looked like this?
Besides, he dismembered me with his own hands. Doesn't he have any psychological trauma?
While I was daydreaming, Ji Linting slammed the door shut, and impatiently hugged me from behind, whispering in my ear, "Chuyuan, I've wronged you these past few years, and don't be angry with me about cheating on you with that guy named Zhou. Now I'm going to give you..."
As he spoke, his hands began to restlessly cover my waist like greasy, dirty hands.
I was really disgusted by him. This man had touched Qiao Zhixian countless times with these hands, and now he was touching me?
“Ah…ah…”
Ji Linting screamed in pain, watching his left hand, the only one he could control, bent in a twisted posture. He felt a cold sweat on his forehead from the pain, "Qiao Chuyuan, do you want to murder your husband?"
"Yeah, that's a good idea," I said with a malicious smile, twisting his wrist without mercy. "You kill me once, and I'll kill you once too. Isn't that fair?"
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