Chapter 1289 - Can You Still Not Forget Him?
“I’m begging you, please… Please marry Shi Xiaoxiao.”
Xuan Ying felt as though someone had plunged a knife straight into his heart, separating his bone from his flesh.
Love was supposed to be the best cure for sorrow in the world. But was it not also the sharpest weapon in the world sometimes?
She said that it was fine since she had already forgiven him. But she hadn’t actually forgiven him. She just didn’t want to hear him out anymore.
She didn’t want to hear his explanation.
She didn’t want any mention of that night three years ago at all.
She didn’t want to have any connection with him at all.
Xuan Ying knew that from this moment on, it really was over between them.
At this moment, Fan Men coughed and said, “You may leave first.”
“Yes sir.” The maid hurried off.
Fan Men walked forward with the vase and said, “Master, I’ll get rid of the flower immediately.”
“No. You may stand down as well.”
“Yes sir.”
Fan Men left as well.
Walking over to the coffee table, Lu Yeming reached out with his hands to take out one of the flowers. He brought the flower under his nose to smell it.
The gentle fragrance of the flower permeated his nose.
What was she doing now?
…
Country Z.
In the Presidential suite.
Jun Xiqing sat on a chair, a stack of documents in her hands. She was in a long white dress, her long, raven-black hair cascading down her shoulders like silk. Her side profile was flawless in the gentle light, warm and beautiful.
At this moment, two knocks came from the door as a maid called from outside, “Third Miss Jun, Young Master Zhu is here and he wants to see you.”
Zhu Qing.
Brother Zhu.
Without raising her eyes, Jun Xiqing said, “Tell him I’m asleep.”
“Yes ma’am.” The maid left.
After a while, Elder Sister Xiyan’s voice floated in from the other side of the door. “Qingqing, I know you’re not asleep. Stop pretending that you are.”
Jun Xiqing didn’t know what to say. Her head was throbbing in pain.
At this moment, Jun Xiyan pushed the door open and walked in.
“Elder Sister.” Jun Xiqing put down the documents and walked over to take her sister’s hands.
Jun Xiyan was extremely angry and scolded her, saying, “How many times have you refused to see Zhu Qing already? Did you forget that you’re engaged to him? If not for the fact that Lei Ze stole the Presidential position, you would be Zhu Qing’s wife by now.”
Blegh! Jun Xiqing stuck her tongue out and pouted, saying, “Elder Sister, my love for Brother Zhu isn’t romantic. I will never marry him.”
“Qingqing, who do you love then? Lu Yeming? You’ve already been back for a month. Can you still not forget him?”
Hearing his name, Jun Xiqing’s eyelashes quivered and she slowly withdrew her hands.
With a sigh, Jun Xiyan shook her head. She loved her youngest sister the most and seeing her like that…
“Qingqing, I’m not doing this on purpose…”
Seeming not to hear her, Jun Xiqing walked over to the window and reached out to push it open. Even though it was foggy tonight, the moon shone bright in the sky.
“I don’t blame you, Elder Sister. I don’t want to lie to you either. The West Duke was the first person who moved my heart and I still can’t forget him now. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to.”
Jun Xiyan walked over to Jun Xiqing’s side and joined her. “But so what? There’s only one person in his heart and no matter what happens in the future, that love will only settle even more in his heart. You know that he will never forget her. So what if he loves you in the future? He will never be able to love you fully, and which woman wouldn’t want her man to love her fully? Qingqing, you’re beautiful and many influential men have their eyes on you, so why are you putting yourself down for him?”
Jun Xiqing shook her head and said, “Elder Sister, I know you love me, but don’t be too harsh on him. The space that Elder Sister Mo’er occupied in his life for 24 years is irreplaceable. We weren’t present during that time and Elder Sister Mo’er was the one who cultivated the West Duke’s cold demeanor into who he was. And isn’t that what I love most about him? All we’re doing is reaping someone else’s hard work. How can I let myself be too greedy.”