My Clingy Fiancée Is Forcing Me to Marry Her Again - Chapter 22

It was obvious that the relationship between Bai Shao and Guan Xiaoyan was unusual.

A phone call might disturb them, so Li Fangge chose to send a message to her cousin: “Are you home?”

There was no probing, just a casual concern between sisters.

As expected, the message went unanswered.

Li Fangge tossed her phone onto the sofa, and as she got up to walk toward the bathroom, she wondered if Bai Shao and Guan Xiaoyan truly had a romantic entanglement. If so, things were getting more and more interesting.

Meanwhile, at the Guan family residence in the Eastern District,

Guan Xiaoyu returned home and was cross-examined by her father for a long time.

As always, she answered the questions she wanted to and remained silent on the ones she didn’t.

As long as her father didn’t attack Li Fangge, she was too lazy to argue with him.

Guan Zhao grew tired, resting his elbows on the wooden table and pressing his hand to his yangxue a pressure point.

Neither of his daughters was easy to deal with; one was overly submissive, and the other, overly rebellious.

“Reflect at home recently. You are not allowed to go anywhere!” His tone was gentle but left no room for appeal.

“Mom and Dad, I’m going back to my room,” Guan Xiaoyu didn’t buy into this approach at all.

“This child, didn’t you hear your father?” Zhu Yue Li gently chided.

“I heard, but I don’t want to listen,” Guan Xiaoyu stood up, avoiding her mother’s gentle gaze.

“You keep saying your sister took you out drinking—you clearly ran off to see Li Fangge again. What kind of spell has she cast on you? You see her during the day and still need to see her at night!”

Guan Zhao’s life had always been smooth sailing.

Ever since he married Zhu Yue Li, he had been advancing rapidly, and his career seemed divinely assisted.

At present, it was no exaggeration to say that in the world’s automotive industry, the Baolu Group was the undisputed leader.

But—when facing his youngest daughter, it was unclear since when, but she could always trigger his most painful nerve in the shortest amount of time, pushing him to the brink of losing control.

“If you don’t believe that my sister and I ran into Li jie by chance, wait for my sister to return and ask her.”

Guan Xiaoyu was already impatient. Whenever Li Fangge was mentioned, she and her father would immediately clash.

“Your continued entanglement with Li Fangge will only increase her suffering.”

“Dad, please don’t impose your assumptions on others. I know best whether Li jie is distressed when she sees me.”

Guan Xiaoyu’s voice became agitated. Li Fangge was always her weakness.

She had been very distressed when she previously heard Li Fangge say she was afraid of her pheromones.

The very thing her father was saying was what she currently feared most to confirm with Li Fangge.

“I think you’re utterly clueless! With such a huge disparity in your genetic grades, even the slightest hint of your pheromones will make it difficult for her to control herself and cause her immense suffering.”

“Dad, this is a problem between Li jie and me, and we will handle it. You are busy with a million things every day, so please stop wasting your energy on our affairs.”

“If you keep causing trouble like this, I’ll say it again: Don’t call me ‘Dad’ anymore!”

Here we go again! Guan Xiaoyu felt speechless. Whenever her father was in the wrong, he would resort to this kind of trickery.

She thought her father was utterly weak in handling family matters.

The first time she heard him say that, she believed him, cried until her eyes were red with sorrow.

Last time Guan Xiaoyu stayed out all night, Guan Zhao immediately lost his composure and sent her a text message apologizing for being too impulsive—

“Dad, I don’t accept your unilateral decision.” Guan Xiaoyu knew exactly what worked best against her father. “You know this kind of moral coercion doesn’t work on me.”

Guan Zhao’s eyes were blazing with anger.

His daughter was completely unyielding. He looked toward his wife.

Zhu Yue Li understood, turning to their only daughter, “A’yu, for the past two years, your dad has been very fond of the son of the company’s glass supplier. His name is Chen Beizhe. You should get a chance to meet him—”

“Meet him for what? I don’t participate in company affairs. Does Dad plan for me to take over this sector?”

Guan Xiaoyu knew what her parents were planning. Hmph, don’t even think about it!

“It’s necessary for young people like you to meet. You should broaden your horizons a bit.”

“Mom, did Grandma broaden her horizons when she told you not to marry Dad back then?”

Guan Xiaoyu went straight for the jugular.

Tang Qiwu, a member of the elite, still looked down on Guan Zhao, who reeked of money, even to this day.

Her grandmother had told her countless times about her parents’ history. Whenever a moment like this arose, Guan Xiaoyu always brought it up to sting them.

“How can you talk to your mother like that?!”

Guan Zhao’s eyes caught fire again.

Guan Xiaoyu knew this topic was foolproof.

“I’m stating the facts. Back then, Mom left everything behind and went off with Dad, bravely pursuing the happiness she wanted—Mom could abandon everything for love, and I want to be like Mom.”

“Your mother pursued happiness, but do you know what you are pursuing now? The suffering of two people!”

“Dad, let’s stop this pointless discussion about my engagement with Li jie. I’ll say it again: I like Li jie very much. I will marry no one but her, and want no one—”

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Guan Xiaoyu.

The living room door was open.

Despite the interruption, she insisted on finishing her sentence, “…but her!”

“To say such a thing—I feel shame for you.”

“Dad doesn’t need to feel overwhelmed with shame. I don’t think there’s anything shameful about genuinely liking someone.”

“If the person you liked was someone striving to be better, of course, there’d be nothing shameful, but look at your Li jie—”

“Before Li jie differentiated, you didn’t talk this way. Since you decided on her and my marriage back then, since I fell for her, no matter what she becomes, I will not change my original intention, nor will I be opportunistic and treacherous like you!”

“You!—”

Guan Zhao slammed his hand on the table in fury.

Guan Xiaoyu knew she had touched her father’s raw nerve, but once the words were out, she wouldn’t stop easily. “Dad, you should indeed feel shame, but not because I like Li jie, but because of your snobbery and vanity.”

With a clang, the teacup Guan Zhao had swept off the table shattered on the floor.

Guan Xiaoyu had said enough. She held back her tears, brushed past her sister who had just walked in, and left the brightly lit, air-solidified living room.

Back in her room, she realized her entire body was trembling.

Wiping away her tears, she gripped her phone, looking at Li Fangge’s number. She desperately wanted to hear her voice right now.

Yet, she was afraid that if the call went through, the other party would notice her distress or ask if she wanted to talk about it.

Ultimately, she decided to let their day’s endpoint remain that beautiful moment of gazing at the moon together from different places.

A dozen minutes later, her door was knocked upon.

Guan Xiaoyu knew it was her sister. She didn’t respond.

Then came the sound of the doorknob twisting.

The door was already locked. Guan Xiaoyu didn’t want to see anyone right now.

Even her sister shouldn’t come in to persuade her to meet some Chen Beizhe, or she would retort just as sharply.

Guan Xiaoyan clearly had no intention of leaving, as the knocking continued intermittently.

Angered, Guan Xiaoyu wanted to curse. She threw her phone onto the bed and rushed to open the door.

The person outside, who stubbornly wanted to see her sister, wore a cold expression.

Guan Xiaoyu gripped the doorknob, blocking her sister’s entry. “Sis, I advise you not to waste your breath. You know I won’t be like you, listening to everything Dad says.”

“Can I come in to talk?”

“If it’s about persuading me to meet Chen Beizhe, then don’t bother.”

“It’s not.”

Guan Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment.

Recalling her sister’s condition tonight, and the scene in the bar,

She lowered her hand, stepped aside, and let her in, then closed the door.

Guan Xiaoyu followed her sister to the desk, pulled out a wooden chair, and sat down, not caring whether her sister stood or sat, or whether she spoke or not.

Seeing her sister remain silent, Guan Xiaoyu simply picked up the book on the desk and randomly flipped it open—

Guan Xiaoyan stood silently beside her sister for a long time. Seeing her sister staring blankly at the pages, she broke the silence.

“Bai Shao and I—”

Hearing this, Guan Xiaoyu closed the book and looked up at her sister.

Her sister and Li jie’s cousin were indeed not ordinary.