Chapter 62: Chapter 62 I’ve Never Touched Her!
Song Henian?
Lu Xining looked at him perplexed. Why was Song Henian being brought up again?
She glared at him irritably, her voice cold, “After I married you, I haven’t seen him.”
Ji Muye’s pupils darkened, a shadow flickering in the depths of his eyes.
The facts he saw differed greatly from the explanations she offered.
Certainly, one of them ‘erred.’
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“Did you come here to accuse me of something that happened years ago?”
Her thoughts had been somewhat chaotic due to Ji Muye’s sudden arrival and scandal earlier, but now she had grasped his intention.
She looked at him warily and defensively, Ji Muye: “…”
“I just want to know the real reason why you divorced me, Lu Xining. We had a harmonious life after marriage and even had two sons…”
She was the sole exception to Ji Muye’s otherwise smooth life.
Lu Xining stared directly into his eyes, honestly saying, “Because I can accept my husband not loving me, but I can’t accept him being entangled with another woman while married to me.”
The air pressure around them plummeted instantly.
A dense coldness enveloped them both, yet they looked into each other’s eyes and remained silent together.
“Ji Muye, you can’t say you don’t understand love, don’t need love, yet give that love to another woman. It’s unfair to me.”
“Do you know what people in our circle say about me? Having the title of Mrs. Ji but not your heart. If it weren’t for my belly bringing glory, I would have been cast aside to a forgotten corner long ago.”
She sneered, the smile not reaching her eyes, “Since when do women have to prove their worth through their bellies?”
The man’s face darkened like ink, his deep eyes cold and desolate, the frozen heart making a cracking sound as the ice of years shattered.
In places he couldn’t see, she felt so aggrieved.
“I’m sorry, Xining. I didn’t know…”
Her expression grew colder, “Even if you did know, would you have hung up on Liu Xixi’s call and not met her?”
Lu Xining was certain, “Ji Muye, you wouldn’t.”
The atmosphere in the study was tense.
The air seemed to be sucked away bit by bit. Ji Muye felt a fire burning in his chest, each breath stabbing his heart.
He said solemnly, “Lu Xining, I didn’t know. She is just a friend.”
“A friend wouldn’t send sexy photos to a married man in the middle of the night, nor would she take a sneak photo of a married man’s side profile to flaunt to his wife.”
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Lu Xining scoffed, “That’s not a friend, that’s a mistress.”
Ji Muye felt as if his throat was stuffed with cotton. Just as he was about to speak, he felt endless threads tangling his words.
She leaned slightly toward him, approaching his overly handsome eyes, telling him word by word. The smile at her lips grew, soaked with mockery.
“Of course, you had no idea. Every time you went to see her, I would receive photos.”
“But the photos exist, with your silhouette cooking brown sugar water for her in the kitchen, your wrist wearing a watch, and you half-undressed on her bed…”
Ji Muye interrupted harshly, “Impossible!”
He was serious and stern, “I never touched her!”
Lu Xining leaned in close to his ear, whispering softly, “You don’t think cheating only involves intercourse, do you?”
Her delicate, pale fingers slowly fell on his shoulder, tracing his black shirt down to his collarbone, resting at his Adam’s apple, sliding up and down following his swallowing movement.
Lu Xining’s movements were suggestive, yet her eyes were ice cold.
Their gazes locked, the man’s eyes fierce as frost, watching her unwaveringly as she inched closer, not flinching or dodging.
They were barely an inch apart at the tips of their noses.
A slight move from either could have touched their lips together.
Lu Xining slowly curved her cold smile, “You see, even though you knew I remarried, you didn’t push me away.”
She swiftly withdrew her finger from his throat, straightening up.
“Ji Muye, every man has his vices,” she glanced at the relief in the woman’s eyes.
A panic rooted in Ji Muye’s heart, slowly spreading throughout his body. He rose to explain to her.
But she immediately stepped back, increasing the distance between them.
“Ji Muye, it’s never been that I wasn’t good enough; it’s that your kind of man’s inherent flaws have been difficult to eradicate from ancient times to the present.”
“Whoever is with Lu Xining will be happy.”
At that moment, the chains that had bound her heart for many years were finally broken by her own hands, and the fog before her eyes was completely dispersed by an enlightening breeze.
The smile on her face became more and more serene, as if she had come to accept all of her past, and she turned to leave through the study door.
Ji Muye suddenly spoke, “Lu Xining.”
She didn’t stop her steps, and while opening the study door, she told him, “You can stay and talk with your son a little longer, a car will take you away later.”
At this moment, Lu Xining was just grateful that the ZN Laboratory was built by her alone, all the funds were handled by her.
She had absolute authority.
After leaving the study, she went directly to her office.
Several new patients were coming in recently. Their conditions were challenging, but what was key was the special nature of these individuals’ identities.
Also, the sudden halt of the auction at Redwood Resort requires further investigation by Haozi and Monkey.
When she left the office, it was already dark.
She went home to dine with her three children, taking a special look at the living room; not seeing Ji Muye’s figure, she assumed he had left.
After tucking them into bed, she still felt no drowsiness and stood up to fetch a book from the study.
Lu Xining didn’t turn on the light; the book was on a shelf just by the door. Using the hallway light, she quickly found it and was about to leave when her ears twitched.
She heard another person’s breathing!
Reviewing all possibilities in her mind, she remembered she had three adorable children at home!
Lu Xining gripped the book firmer, her hand slowly moved to the light switch.
Click!
The lights in the study flashed on.
She held her breath and quickly threw the book towards the man’s head on the sofa, but he caught it with his hand.
The sense of danger snapped Ji Muye to alertness.
His fingers clutched the book tightly; his sharp black eyes suddenly opened wide, his gaze fierce, like a nighthawk soaring under the moonlight.
When he saw her face clearly, the fierceness in his eyes vanished in a blink.
He placed the book on the table beside him, his tensed body slowly relaxed, sinking deeper into the sofa, raising a hand to shield his eyes.
Lu Xining’s pupils contracted, “Why are you still here?”
The man had never left the study!
After she left, his brain suddenly throbbed with pain, and Ji Muye knew he wouldn’t be far from sudden death without sufficient sleep.
Just then,
he saw Lu Xining’s jacket left in the study.
Ji Muye draped her jacket over himself, the familiar scent on it slowly bringing drowsiness.
He raised his hand to check his watch; it was already midnight.
He had actually slept a full twelve hours.
No wonder he felt refreshed.
But the look in Lu Xining’s eyes could practically shatter him into pieces.
Ji Muye explained, “Too tired, fell asleep.”
Lu Xining felt the nerve named rationality in her brain almost break out of control, wanting to throw him out directly.
Before she could speak, the doorbell rang ahead of her.
The ZN Laboratory was filled with familiar seniors and juniors; it would be easy for misunderstandthings if someone saw her ex-husband appearing at her place in the middle of the night.
Lu Xining warned him, “Don’t come out!”
But the person who came looking for her wasn’t from the ZN Laboratory; it was Song Henian, who had just recovered from a serious illness.
A’s tall, aloof campus heartthrob with numerous admiring fan girls.
At that moment, he sat alone in a wheelchair, looking up at her with a smile in his eyes.
But in the next second,
his expression changed upon seeing the disheveled man behind her.