Read Hardbone - Chapter 65: The Final Chapter

Chapter 65: The Final Chapter - My Jiang Zhiyan

"Actually, I made a wish just before blowing out the candles."

After the long kiss ended, Jiang Zhiyan's fingertips twirled a strand of Xia Zhiyu's soft yet resilient hair, wrapping it tightly around her.

"Um?"

The woman's voice was slightly hoarse, with a slight tremor at the end, like a delicate string that still resonates after the music has ended, plucking heavily through Jiang Zhiyan's heart.

The desire that Jiang Zhiyan had just forcibly suppressed was aroused again by that short sound. Jiang Zhiyan closed his eyes tightly, and when his vision was completely dark, the presence of the soft and slender body in his arms became even stronger.

Outside the dark room, the moonlight was gentle and tender, its captivating glow pouring down. Xia Zhiyu was still immersed in the fierce and urgent kiss from before. Jiang Zhiyan was biting her lips and grinding them inch by inch, an unreasonable invasion that squeezed into the already limited space in her mouth.

Even now, she is still pressed against Jiang Zhiyan's firm chest, the muscles under her palms are strong and full, and they contract uncontrollably as she climbs up, like a wild beast imprisoned in a cage, roaring and trying to release.

Xia Zhiyu discovered that even after four years, her body still remembered Jiang Zhiyan. So much so that the moment he kissed her, her waist and abdomen reflexively felt an empty, tingling sensation, as if a fine, dense feather was circling and sliding down her skin, causing an unbearable itch wherever it touched.

Jiang Zhiyan held her by the back of the neck, his eyes filled with lust. He loosened his tie with one hand and unbuttoned two buttons, revealing his muscular chest muscles that rose and fell with his breath.

That dog of a man has changed a bit in the past few years. Jiang Zhiyan wouldn't have been so eager to seduce people before.

Xia Zhiyu couldn't resist the temptation and secretly glanced at Jiang Zhiyan's collar again and again. She silently recited "Amitabha Buddha" in her mind in an attempt to purify her mind and reduce her desires, while she couldn't help but pinch her pectoral muscles like a thief.

"Waaah, so big and so nice to touch!" She led Lele out of the manor and saw Jiang Zhiyan wearing a perfectly fitted suit jacket, the buttons fastened tightly all the way to his chin, and the shape of his pectoral muscles was clearly outlined with every movement.

She wanted to touch it then, but now that she thinks about it, it was all Jiang Zhiyan's scheme.

No suit is ever that tight; that's clearly a specially made small size!

Jiang Zhiyan watched as Xia Zhiyu raised her hand to press against his chest muscles with a conflicted expression, looking like a foolish emperor angry at his own incompetence. The corners of his lips curled up, and his chest trembled as he laughed, as if in MRI mode. "I just wished to kiss you the moment the lights went out, and now my wish has come true."

He kissed Xia Zhiyu's fair earlobe again, his voice low, "The cake you bought is very effective."

What does this have to do with the cake? It's all because he has a mouth and legs, he lowered his stance, and he actively seduced Xia Zhiyu, bewitching her in no time.

As expected, a real scoundrel doesn't care about saving face. Even when he's fighting and grabbing, he can still argue that it's heaven's help. People like Jiang Zhiyan, even if they came from humble backgrounds in ancient times, could climb all the way to Mount Tai to perform the Fengshan ceremony and then say that they were ordained by heaven.

Pure dog.

Xia Zhiyu mentally gave him the middle finger without hesitation, utterly despising him.

I'm busy with my work and don't have time to give the middle finger, please forgive me.

“We were separated for 1,650 days, four years and five and a half months. Every day when I opened my eyes, I wished that I could see you today. A kiss was a luxury I didn’t even dare to dream of.”

Xia Zhiyu was stunned. She didn't really feel the past four years. She was too busy. Work piled up from morning till night. When she opened her eyes, she was constantly replying to emails. She didn't have much time to reminisce about the past. Four years seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye for her.

What about Jiang Zhiyan?

“When I see the group photos of dinners you post on social media, when I see the number of fans of Yu Xia that you have worked so hard to build grows, when I see you buy houses and cars and your life gets better and better, I start to feel jealous and resentful.”

Xia Zhiyu's eyes widened, her expression blank and bewildered.

Jealous? What is there to be jealous of? Her hard-earned income over two or three months is roughly equivalent to Jiang's daily income. What is there for him to be jealous of?

Jiang Zhiyan's tone was calm and composed. He changed his position, lifted Xia Zhiyu up and hugged her in his arms, and kissed her forehead.

"Of course I'm jealous. You're doing so well, you have so many friends, you travel and work, you're happy and fulfilled, while I can only watch your happiness from the shadows, unable to interfere or join in. Even when Yu Xia had that accident two years ago, my first reaction was, 'Great, my chance has come.' What a dirty thought."

Without Xia Zhiyu, Jiang Zhiyan's life was like a black hole with bared fangs, swallowing up the last bit of happiness. He possessed wealth that most people could not achieve in their entire lives, yet he could not find happiness. Seeing Xia Zhiyu living a happy life, he felt both gratified and jealous. He was gratified that she had achieved her wish, but jealous that Xia Zhiyu's happiness did not come from him.

His inherent flaws clashed with his reason within him, clamoring to tear his soul apart, causing him so much pain that he could only fall into a coma with the help of medication.

After he fell asleep with the help of medication, he lost the ability to dream, and he lost even the last bit of chance to get in touch with Xia Zhiyu.

His grand dream came to nothing, and he could no longer even dream.

A dampness settled on his chest. Jiang Zhiyan tilted his head and gently kissed Xia Zhiyu's forehead. "I've always been a despicable person. I used to take advantage of your weaknesses to blackmail you into staying by my side, and I still am now."

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, “I’m trying to keep you by showing my selfishness and vulnerability. I’ve never been the gentle, tolerant and omnipotent Jiang Zhiyan you imagine. I’m selfish and cold-hearted. I can’t think of any other good qualities I have besides loving you.”

"Sorry, Fishy."

Xia Zhiyu's heart felt like a bloated dried lemon slice, a dense, astringent feeling rising up along her eye sockets.

"I couldn't become the person you wanted me to be."

"No need," Xia Zhiyu said, her soft arms climbing up Jiang Zhiyan's neck. Her watery eyes looked at Jiang Zhiyan's slightly reddened eyes. "You're just fine like this. You're so bad-tempered and petty. You're always fighting for me in the comments section, making it seem like you're my alternate account."

Now it was Jiang Zhiyan's turn to be surprised. He couldn't even maintain the look of guilt on his face, and his sharp, upturned eyes showed a hint of bewilderment at being caught off guard by the revelation of his true identity.

"How obvious is that? Do you think I'm stupid? You were the one who prepared that data and sent it to my email a couple of days ago, right? Do you really think I wouldn't recognize your email sending and data preparation habits just because you changed your IP address?"

Xia Zhiyu cupped Jiang Zhiyan's cheeks, her eyes overflowing with tender sweetness, "Love me like this, always love me, love me more than anyone else in the world."

"I love you too, more than anyone else. Only you can give me this kind of unreserved love. Only you love Xia Zhiyu."

Parents love their child, while friends and fans love the emotional value that Xia Zhiyu can bring them.

Only Jiang Zhiyan, only he loves Xia Zhiyu, this unique individual, without reason, without expecting anything in return, simply because she is Xia Zhiyu, that he loves her.

He loved her purely and passionately.

The air suddenly stilled, and with their noses touching, Xia Zhiyu could clearly feel Jiang Zhiyan's throat bobbing slightly, his breath carrying a strong and scorching aggressive aura.

The two turned upside down, and Jiang Zhiyan bit Xia Zhiyu's lips fiercely, making a rustling sound as their clothes rubbed together before being carelessly thrown onto the floor.

The tie and the torn lace bra were piled up in a messy heap.

Jiang Zhiyan forcefully gripped Xia Zhiyu's wrist and pressed it above her head, his tone cold as he suppressed his rising desire.

"Don't close your eyes, look at me."

Jiang Zhiyan pinched Xia Zhiyu's waist and mischievously rubbed her lower abdomen with his other hand.

He pressed hard against her palm, watching as Xia Zhiyu's eyes filled with tears from the stimulation, and she gazed at him with that vulnerable, yearning look.

How could she be so cute? So cute that he couldn't help but want to hide in a corner where only he could see her.

Jiang Zhiyan's eyes grew increasingly dark, like a storm lashing against the fragile lotus leaves.

Xia Zhiyu clung to Jiang Zhiyan's shoulders, her mermaid-colored manicure, glowing with a pink halo, sinking deep into the man's firm muscles, leaving clear crescent moons. She endured the tingling sensation and gently kissed the man's shoulder, which was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and a fragile groan escaped her lips.

The moonlight streamed into the room, illuminating their lives, a life marked by stumbles and entanglements that have continued to this day.

Four years is too short; one must spend the rest of one's life reminiscing about it.

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Author's Note: The main story is now complete! I'm so grateful to all the friends who have accompanied me this far. Many of you in the comments section have been with me since the very first chapter. Love you all! The story of Yu Yu and Zhi Yan has come to a temporary end. Let's all wish them a happy life together!

I'll be fixing typos and errors first, and maybe revise the text. I haven't decided yet whether to write an extra chapter; I'll think about it some more.

My next book is "After Receiving Sexy Photos of My Brother's Girlfriend," which is also a story of a wife-chasing tragedy. It's expected to start in January 2026. Those who are interested can add it to their favorites!

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This article is also known as "A photo meant for my boyfriend was mistakenly sent to his brother".

"elder brother……"

"We are doing the wrong thing."

Xia Chuji's voice was very low and full of fear. She supported herself on the counter with one hand, her eyes were red, and the bright red bite marks on her collarbone were faintly visible under her loose shirt.

Her boyfriend of three years was knocking on the bedroom door, his voice filled with anger as he called her name.

Her ex-boyfriend's older brother, with a brooding look in his eyes, leaned against her and said, "What's wrong with that? You're just dating, you're not married."

"Besides, Jiang Yuan is going to have a marriage alliance. Don't you want to get revenge on him?"

The man's voice was deep and husky, and when he called her by her nickname, it was filled with a seductive tenderness, "Chuchu, I am willing to be your tool."

"Whether in bed or out of bed."

Xia Chuji blushed and didn't dare to lift her head, naturally missing the naked contempt in the man's eyes when he looked at her.

How innocent can a woman be who would send him those kinds of photos?