Nian Ueno

Ji Dongxun completely ignored Jiang Jian's angry gaze and stared at Jiang Weixi.

Jiang Jian moved aside, blocking Jiang Weixi's path, and said fiercely, "Don't look at her!"

Ji Dongxun stepped past Jiang Jian and grabbed Jiang Weixi's wrist: "Come with me."

Jiang Jian was a head shorter than him, thin and small, and not strong enough, so he was pushed away.

Jiang Jian looked displeased and immediately grabbed Jiang Weixi's other arm, her gaze resolute: "You're not allowed to go with him."

He still remembered who the man was.

"Have you forgotten how he hurt you three years ago? Have you forgotten that you said you would remember that pain?"

Jiang Weixi was sandwiched between the two men, with both of her arms being pulled in opposite directions.

Passersby cast curious glances at them.

Jiang Jian's words startled her, and painful memories flooded back.

Jiang Weixi forcefully shook off their hands, broke free of their restraints, and fled in panic.

Ji Dongxun wanted to chase after her, but Jiang Jian stopped him: "You'd better stay away from my sister, otherwise—"

Jiang Jian narrowed his eyes, a sinister glint in them, and glared coldly at Ji Dongxun before turning to chase after Jiang Weixi.

Bai Jingze emerged from beside the pillar, a look of anticipation on his face: "Tsk tsk tsk~ What exactly did you do to make people hate you so much?"

Ji Dongxun took out alcohol wipes to clean his hands and gracefully threw the waste paper into the trash can.

She glanced at Bai Jingze indifferently: "You added her?"

"Yes."

"Did you talk to her?"

"Hmm~ I not only talked to Sister Jiang, but I also played games with her. Sister Jiang is really good at it."

"Really? What's her game account number?"

……

Jiang Weixi ran outside, and the warm sunshine on her body gradually dispelled the gloom in her heart.

In recent years, I've taken anti-tracking courses abroad and learned some techniques to shake off others.

Now she just wanted to be alone and quiet, so she used a few tricks to shake off Jiang Jian who was following behind her.

People who have been hurt in relationships find it difficult to open their hearts again.

Jiang Weixi dared not touch love, nor did she want to get entangled.

She didn't want to see Ji Dongxun.

Jiang Jian didn't want to get involved either.

After a long day, I was a bit tired, so I found a spa nearby for a massage and beauty treatment.

night.

back home.

I kicked off my high heels, put on slippers, and walked into the house without turning on the lights.

I don't know when it started, but she also developed the habit of not turning on the lights.

Enjoy the darkness.

It merges with the darkness.

It's dark, which makes me feel safe.

The moonlight outside the window was hazy.

Looking up, I could vaguely see the outline of a person on the sofa.

"Ah—" Jiang Weixi was startled and screamed. Her first reaction was to turn around and run towards the door.

She hurriedly ran to the door in her slippers, and heavy footsteps sounded behind her.

The man caught up with them.

Jiang Weixi's hand was already on the doorknob.

The next second, he was pulled into a tight embrace from behind.

A faint scent of red wine wafted to my nose.

The man's chin rested against the top of her head.

In an instant, Jiang Weixi's heart nearly jumped into her throat.

Until a familiar voice rang out.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

The violently beating heart then gradually slowed down.

Jiang Weixi took a deep breath and patted her chest: "How did you get in?"

"I have the key."

This door can be opened with either a combination lock or a key.

Although she changed the password on the door, she could still get in with the key.

Jiang Weixi said irritably, "This is my house!"

She twisted her body, trying to break free from his grasp.

"Let me go."

"Heh!" she sneered, then retorted, "Mr. Ji, have you lost your memory? We're divorced, this house belongs to me."

She spoke firmly, enunciating each word clearly: "This is my home now! Get out immediately, or I'll call the police."

The man chuckled softly as his arms tightened around her waist from behind, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

"What can you do if I don't go out?" he said, resorting to pleading.

Jiang Weixi was stunned, not expecting him to be this kind of person. She threatened, "I'll call the police and have you arrested."

I had already heard about the appointment in the news; he's now the top leader.

Although she knew that saying such things would probably be of little use, she still wanted to try.

"Then you call..." Ji Dongxun released her, took out his phone from his pocket, and handed it to her: "Do you know the number? Do you want me to call it for you?"

Using the light from her phone screen, she met the man's cool face and slightly burning gaze. She immediately gave in, lowering her head and asking in a muffled voice, "What exactly do you want?"

The little hedgehog, with its quills retracted and looking listless, only hurt him more.

He tossed his phone aside, bent down, and hooked his index finger under her chin.

He kissed her fiercely.

"Ugh..." Jiang Weixi slapped his shoulder hard, her broken voice escaping between her teeth: "You, you let me go..."

He grabbed both of her wrists with one hand and gently kissed her lower lip.

The unique scent of his hormones enveloped her.

Jiang Weixi gradually gave up resisting, and her stiff body softened little by little.

wrong.

She almost fell into his trap of tenderness.

Jiang Weixi regained consciousness and bit his lip hard.

The smell of blood lingered between their lips and teeth.

"Ouch..." He winced in pain and stopped kissing her, instead pulling her tightly into his arms.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Weixi touched her mouth and muttered curses.

"Shh!" He held her, gently stroking her back with his large hand. "Don't make a sound."

"Let me go."

"Let me hug you."

The girl he had been longing for day and night finally returned to his arms, filling the void in his heart and enriching his otherwise empty life.

The height is not cold.

These past few years, he has felt so lonely, and he misses her so much.

After losing something, you understand the preciousness of what you had even more.

A few years ago, I was caught in a mess and had to cut off all contact with her, facing the unpredictable and turbulent world of fame and fortune alone.

After several twists and turns, the situation has stabilized, and we're back here.

But she went abroad.

He does not have the authority to travel abroad.

All we can do is wait here, watch over her, and hope she comes back.

I spent the whole night worrying and unable to sleep, fearing she wouldn't want to come back.

When they met again, he was trying to control himself, but he still couldn't help wanting to get closer to her.

She must have some kind of special magnet on her body that attracts his attention and makes his whole heart belong to her.

I have so much to say, but I don't know where to begin.

Ji Dongxun cupped her face in his hands, his gaze fixed on her, unwilling to look away even for a moment.

Her weight in his heart only grew heavier with their separation.

Jiang Weixi gazed into those dark eyes, almost losing herself in his affectionate gaze once again.

The doorbell rang.

"Sister, are you home?"

Jiang Jian's voice came from outside the door.

Ji Dongxun suddenly picked her up, placed her on the entryway stool, and kissed her again, holding the back of her head.

The knocking continued.

"Sister, are you there? Can you open the door for me?"

Jiang Weixi snapped out of her daze and pinched his arm hard: "Let go."

He released her and gently brushed her lips with his fingertips.

Jiang Weixi stood up and tidied her hair: "You go inside and hide first, I'll see what he wants."

Ji Dongxun stood still, arms crossed, and asked, "Why should I hide? We don't have any shady relationship."

Jiang Weixi rolled her eyes: "It was a shady relationship to begin with. Do you still remember that prenuptial agreement?"

Their relationship cannot be exposed or acknowledged casually.

Ji Dongxun choked, immediately feeling guilty, and obediently turned around and went inside.

Jiang Weixi straightened her collar and opened the door: "What's wrong so late?"

Jiang Jian stared at her: "Sister, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"