Ou Zihan didn't hold a grudge against her at all, her eyes filled with doting affection. "Baby, I came here to eat with you. I heard you haven't had much of an appetite lately. Look, this is a four-dish meal and a soup that I made for you myself, including your favorite grilled squid. It's still warm. Why don't you try it?"
Ou Zihan had already laid out the dishes in front of her one by one: millet sea cucumber, abalone rice, stir-fried bamboo shoots, grilled squid (which she loves), and Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. The aroma of the dishes filled the air. These were all highly nutritious dishes that were extremely difficult to make, and even Luo Xiaoyi wasn't very good at cooking them.
I never expected Zihan to make such delicious and visually appealing dishes. He can't cook at all. Last time he made squid skewers and burned his hair. How much effort must he have put in to learn how to cook these dishes?
Suddenly, she noticed that Ou Zihan's hands were covered in blisters from the burns. Her heart ached, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Luo Xiaoyi immediately understood. Ou Zihan hadn't come to punish her; he had come to beg for peace. This high and mighty Young Master Ou, after such a blow from her, had actually lowered his CEO status to beg for reconciliation from a nobody like her?
Suddenly, Ou Shao touched the softest spot in her heart. She felt as if something had bitten her heart, and it hurt terribly. She was almost melted by Ou Shao's tenderness, but she couldn't be so selfish. What would happen to Yue'er if she only thought of herself? She didn't want Yue'er to die.
Young Master Ou had already placed a warm, fragrant piece of squid to her lips with his chopsticks. His handsome face was beaming with a smile, and his affectionate gaze seemed to melt her heart. "Baby, open your mouth, I made it really delicious, try some?"
Her cold expression stiffened. She took a deep, painful breath, finding it incredibly difficult and painful to breathe. But she had to make a firm decision. Her hands clenched into fists under the table, her nails digging deep into her flesh. It hurt terribly, but not as much as the pain in her heart.
She had no choice but to harden her heart!
"President Ou, we're already divorced and separated. I've made it very clear. Please don't bother me anymore! If you continue like this, I'll look down on you!"
Luo Xiaoyi uttered the most venomous words to hurt him! Her expression was so cold it chilled one to the bone. Love is a double-edged sword; while she hurt Young Master Ou, she also deeply hurt herself... At that moment, the pain was indescribable.
Ou Zihan's face instantly darkened to an icy hue, and the squid and chopsticks slipped from his large hands. "Divorced, broken up, don't make me look down on you!" Such venomous words echoed in his ears, hurting his heart and tearing his self-esteem apart. His heart was once again ripped apart, bleeding profusely and wracked with unbearable pain.
"Why? Luo Xiaoyi, tell me why? You clearly love me, why did you leave me?" He seemed to be deeply hurt, without the strength to fight back. His deep black eyes were filled with unfathomable sorrow, like a vast ocean of grief. His tone was extremely sorrowful. He thought that Xiaoyi was just throwing a tantrum, but he never expected that Xiaoyi would reject him again and again!
He, who was always decisive and efficient, was now completely at a loss, not knowing what to do. The only thing he was sure of was that he didn't want to lose Luo Xiaoyi, he couldn't lose Luo Xiaoyi!
Without her, it was as if there was no oxygen in the air; he didn't know how to live! These past few days, he had been longing for her, tormented, and in pain. Finally, he mustered up the courage to go to her again, humbly trying to please her. But did he really think he was a joke in her eyes?
"Because she loves me. We had a fight before, and he got together with you to provoke me. She's with you just to play hard to get, to make up with me. Do you understand?"
Lin Hongyu's wicked voice rang out, his bewitching black eyes full of provocation. He was also carrying a thermos and had already come to Luo Xiaoyi's side, wrapping his long arm around Luo Xiaoyi's shoulder as if to assert his ownership.
"Xiaoyi, really, is that so?" All the sharpness in Ou Zihan's deep black eyes vanished in an instant, his eyes were so red they looked like they could bleed, and his dark pupils, as deep as a pool, were filled with deep pain and sorrow. His voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of sob in it.
He gazed at her with a resentful look, waiting for her answer, yet fearing her affirmative one. His heart was in agony, on the verge of collapse...
Luo Xiaoyi looked at him, her heart aching so much it felt like it was being torn apart. But what could she do? If dying now could relieve Zihan's pain, then she would choose to die immediately!
But this is not something that death can solve!
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Despite the pain, she had to continue pretending. In her adoptive father's house, she had been submissive and had endured beatings and scoldings. For her father and to maintain what she thought was family, those days of pretense caused her endless suffering.
Now, facing the person who has moved her, she has to endure all the external attacks: Madam Ou's deep-seated disgust for her, Dean Gong's vicious threats, and Yue'er's pitiful and tragic life. All of this is pressing down on her so much that she can hardly breathe. At this moment, she feels that the pain she is pretending to feel is magnified a hundred or a thousand times!
Why? Her life was always filled with torment... Why?
She stared at him expressionlessly, yet a surge of pain coursed through her. She tried, tried, desperately, to suppress all her emotions, exhausting the last ounce of strength in her body to feign extreme coldness.
"It's true, I'm sorry, President Ou." Her voice was cold, ruthless, and cruel to the bone. It wasn't loud, but it was deep and extremely piercing, stabbing into one's nerves. Ou Zihan was instantly paralyzed by the pain and suffered the agony of being on the verge of death.
Luo Xiaoyi had no idea how she made that sound. If it weren't for her ten years of grueling experience, she probably wouldn't have been able to pull off this scene even if you beat her to death. Ou Zihan was such a smart person; he was so good at reading people's expressions and looking for clues on their faces. If she couldn't fake it, all her efforts would be in vain.
As soon as that sound was uttered, her remaining strength was exhausted. She felt her legs go weak, her head feel heavy and her feet feel light. Suddenly, everything in front of her went blank and white, as if her frail body was about to collapse!
Her body swayed suddenly in Lin Hongyu's arms, almost collapsing. The movement was so subtle that only Lin Hongyu, who was holding her, could feel it.
Lin Hongyu pursed his lips, his face solemn. Jealousy, like a demon's claws, relentlessly tore at his heart. His heart suddenly clenched in unbearable pain. Xiaoyi, has being separated from him caused you so much pain that you can't even stand up? Xiaoyi, don't be afraid, I'm by your side, everything will be alright.
His strong, long arms embraced her tightly, giving her the strength to stand.
Luo Xiaoyi felt a warmth in her heart, and gratitude welled up within her. "Hongyu, thank you."
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