South City - Chapter Forty-One

"Cui Mingtao".
"You're the one who didn't want me."
"Why ask these questions now?"
Cui Mingtao ultimately gave up; his anger dissipated, both physically and mentally.
He could understand her, and so could she.
Cui Mingtao remained silent for a moment, then unbuckled the leather belt on Jiang Yan's wrist.
He looked at the bluish, bruised skin that had been chafed in the struggle, and his eyelashes trembled.
He pulled the blanket over Jiang Yan and wrapped her up, saying, "I'm sorry." He then hugged her tightly through the blanket.
"I'm sorry, Jiang Yan, I'm so sorry."
Jiang Yan's body was trembling, whether from cold, fear, anger, or discomfort, it was hard to tell.
"You're so greedy."
"Even more greedy than me."
Her hoarse voice mercilessly exposed the demons in his heart.
Cui Mingtao pressed his face against hers, just like a married couple whispering sweet nothings.
He sighed. "Yes, I was too greedy."
He wanted too much, and was unwilling to give up too much.
He was terribly wrong, but what is right? Is it following one's heart or being realistic?
But what's the point of thinking about all this? He had already made his decision.
*** *** ***
Xu Qianmiao didn't sleep all night because her husband didn't come home.
As dawn broke, the small dot on my phone, located at the hotel, began to move slowly.
Cui Mingtao stayed there for a whole afternoon and evening. What happened, and what could have happened?
She gripped her phone tightly, her arm veins bulging.
Xu Qianmiao made a phone call to her subordinate, not caring whether the other party was still dreaming of being in a boudoir.
"Send me a copy of the information for the author from Nancheng who was recently signed by our company."
Du Jingwei was woken up by the noise. Seeing it was his boss calling, he calmed down and asked, "You mean, Jiang Yan, Miss Jiang?"
"Yes. When is her work expected to be published?"
"It's expected to be the 15th of next month."
Xu Qianmiao paused, squinted her beautiful eyes at the parking spaces downstairs, and spoke much faster, "Shorten the timeline and publish it ahead of schedule, the sooner the better. Also, place more advertisements online to increase exposure."
Du Jingwei kept his doubts to himself and simply followed orders, replying, "Yes."
After completing her tasks, Xu Qianmiao went to bed.
It's the weekend, so she can sleep in.
She was a light sleeper, and the sound of Cui Mingtao deliberately lowering his voice as he entered the room reached her ears faintly.
His furrowed brows relaxed.
When Cui Mingtao entered the room and saw that Xu Qianmiao was still asleep, he felt much more at ease.
He tiptoed into bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.
After an unknown amount of time, he gently placed his hand on Xu Qianmiao's waist and closed his eyes.
*** *** ***
Early in the morning, the knocking on the door annoyed Jiang Yan.
There's no need to even think about it this time, it's definitely Cui Xu.
Strangely enough, she always seemed a bit more childish in his presence, an outward display of childishness.
Unlike in front of Cui Mingtao, where she always restrained her emotions and pretended to be experienced, afraid of displeasing him.
"What's wrong with you now?"
The door was only slightly ajar, and the safety lock was still on. Jiang Yan leaned lazily against the door, looking up at him.
"I brought you breakfast." Cui Xu couldn't open the door, so he looked inside and saw suitcases scattered all over the floor.
"Are you going back?"
"Yeah, why don't you and your husband go home together?" Jiang Yan teased him.
She still harbors a grudge against him for making her pretend to be his girlfriend, and he deserves some credit for all of this.
However, Jiang Yan could also see clearly that if anyone was to blame, it was herself, the heavens, and her fate.
Some people are destined to shape their own life trajectory.
Cui Xu is just one of them; how can you really blame him?
"That's great." Cui Xu lightly kicked the door a few times with his toe. "Open the door quickly, the breakfast is getting cold."
Jiang Yan doesn't usually eat breakfast, but last night her emotions went through a lot, and she had used up most of her energy, so she was a little hungry now.
She released the safety lock, making way for him.
"It's still a bit chilly in Beijing this morning, you should wear another layer."
Cui Xu turned his head away awkwardly, his voice somewhat hoarse.
"I'm not cold. The room is heated, so it's quite warm." Jiang Yan continued eating her rice noodles, not giving it much thought.
The thin, long-sleeved silk nightgown had a small neckline and was quite proper.
But as Jiang Yan bent over, those two white and tender mounds jumped right into Cui Xu's eyes.
After several such incidents, Cui Xu couldn't take it anymore and gently reminded Jiang Yan.
But Jiang Yan was slow-witted; she wouldn't understand what he was saying.
Cui Xu was blunt and clear: "You've exposed yourself, you're not wearing anything underneath, I saw it all."
Jiang Yan's hand, which was holding chopsticks, stopped there.
She looked down at her chest, and sure enough, her nipples were showing.
She thought for a moment and said, "You're not interested in women anyway, so just treat it like a woman looking at another woman..."
Jiang Yan wanted to save face, but before she could finish speaking, Cui Xu suddenly grabbed her hand and interrupted her.
"What happened to your wrist?" Cui Xu stopped smiling, moved closer to her, and instead grasped her arm to examine her wrist carefully.
Her arms were also very thin, and Cui Xu didn't dare to exert any strength.
That patch of skin was truly horrifying, both blue and bruised.
"Give me your other hand too." Choi Wook's tone had turned much colder.
Seeing that she couldn't hide it any longer, Jiang Yan handed him her other hand.
Upon seeing this, Cui Xu immediately guessed, "Did Cui Mingtao come by last night?"
Jiang Yan met his eyes and felt uneasy. If the scene weren't so inappropriate, she would have liked to praise him as Detective Conan.
"I... fell."
Jiang Yan withdrew her hand, hugged her arms, and felt that the air was a bit cold.
Don't lie to me.
"You did it? He forced you?"
Jiang Yan guessed that his strong reaction was probably because he was afraid that she would ruin his brother's marriage.
She decided not to hide it anymore, since she couldn't hide it from him anyway. "We didn't do it, we didn't do it."
"You didn't do it? Then why are your hands tied like this?"
Cui Xu looked at it, and felt a pang of pain.
Jiang Yan didn't know how to explain it, and after a long while, she finally managed to say, "Anyway, we didn't do it."
She didn't know if Cui Xuxin had sent a letter or not; she just saw him leave with a gloomy face. ...

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