My Clingy Fiancée Is Forcing Me to Marry Her Again - Chapter 43.2
Oh, so she had something on her mind.
Guan Xiaoyu had nothing else to do either, so she turned and followed her sister. The two sisters walked toward the garden planted with irises.
The night breeze began to cool down. Stars shimmered faintly in the night sky, and the relentlessly blooming roses swayed in the wind.
Guan Xiaoyan didn’t stop her sister from following. The two walked half a step apart,
Knowing her sister had smaller steps, she slowed her pace.
“Sis, did Dad say something to you again?”
Guan Xiaoyu had already heard from her mother.
Although Guan Xiaoyan denied having anything with Zheng Lier, Guan Zhao was still uneasy and demanded that she no longer have any private contact with Zheng Lier from now on.
It was yet another unreasonable demand.
Guan Xiaoyu really wanted to yell at her father, asking why he was so arbitrarily interfering with the lives of his juniors.
He was the one who wanted to cozy up to Zheng Lier, and now he was the one forbidding Guan Xiaoyan from associating with Zheng Lier.
She truly despised her father’s opportunist conduct.
“No.” No emotion could be heard in Guan Xiaoyan’s voice.
Guan Xiaoyu hadn’t planned to involve herself further in the matter, but after hearing Zheng Lier’s words today, her heart churned again. “Sis, you know how dangerous it was to help me like that.”
Guan Xiaoyan remained silent.
Guan Xiaoyu was now certain. Her sister must have asked Zheng Lier to do that 100% to protect her.
“It’s not dangerous.” Guan Xiaoyan stiffened slightly as she said this.
“You know that would make Dad suspicious. If he sends someone—”
“He won’t.” Guan Xiaoyan interrupted her. “We broke up.”
A brief statement, delivered in an even voice, as if the matter had already passed into light clouds and gentle breezes.
But Guan Xiaoyu knew that for her sister, who never showed her feelings, speaking about emotional matters at all was already extremely unusual.
She must have been so upset that she couldn’t continue working, which was why the race-against-time woman was strolling in the garden and voluntarily mentioned that they had broken up.
“Then—why did you still want me to ask for news about the Elder Sister?”
“Did you ask?”
“Mhm.” Guan Xiaoyu nodded.
She had the chance to tell Guan Xiaoyan what Li Fangge told her last night this very morning,
But she knew her sister still liked that Elder Sister, so she held back. If the atmosphere hadn’t been right just now, she would have planned to wait another day or two to tell her.
Those words—even as an outsider, she felt incredibly oppressed and pained listening to them. The person involved must be feeling thousands of times more pressure and pain.
Guan Xiaoyan didn’t press her for what she had found out, as if she completely understood the other person’s current state.
“Sis, have you decided what you’re going to choose?”
Guan Xiaoyu skipped the details of the news she found out.
Guan Xiaoyan, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped. The shadow cast by the banana tree enveloped her, making her look like she was trapped in the darkness and couldn’t break free. “Do you think I have a choice?”
Guan Xiaoyu felt her sister’s voice had also turned into boundless blackness.
“Sis, I think you can choose at any time.”
“I can’t be like you.”
“Like me—willful and reckless?”
Guan Xiaoyan fell silent. Motionless, she seemed to be tightly clutched by the darkness.
Guan Xiaoyu truly wanted to rush over, give her a hug, and tell her: You can be like me. Choose only for yourself. Choose to push away the burdens this family forces upon her, as long as you are willing to abandon your privileges—
But she was afraid that the woman standing in the darkness would cry.
She was afraid that her sister, who always wore an unbreakable mask, would collapse.
So, she also fell silent.
“Sis, you can do it.” Finally, she stammered,
After saying that, she turned around and quickly walked away, leaving her sister alone in the darkness—
On the way home, Li Fangge occasionally glanced at her phone resting beside her.
“Why is it only 99 points? I forbid it!”
Guan Xiaoyu’s retort lingered in her ears.
Thinking of her own reason for the delay, Li Fangge let out a silent laugh while waiting at a traffic light.
She even couldn’t resist picking up her phone and quickly texting Guan Xiaoyu, “Still haven’t figured it out?”
She still had no reply by the time she turned onto the road in front of her house.
Taking this long to reply wasn’t like Guan Xiaoyu—
Li Fangge was just thinking this when she noticed a white figure blocking the road not far ahead. She slammed on the brakes in alarm. The sharp screech of tires grinding against the road shattered the quiet of the villa area night.
Having just recovered from a car accident, she was deeply startled.
Fortunately, the braking was timely, and the car stopped five or six meters away from the white figure.
The white figure, only half-lit by the headlights, did not move aside but remained standing motionless in the road in the shallow night.
Li Fangge honked the horn to no avail, so she turned on the high beams.
The moment that pale face, illuminated by the car lights, came into view, Li Fangge’s pupils constricted violently. The shock she felt at this moment was no less than the sudden realization that someone was standing in the middle of the road.
That’s right, it was Chen Beizhe!
Li Fangge honked the horn again, but he was still unresponsive.
The figure in pure white reflected a piercing light under the car’s high beams. More terrifying than that was his pale face—a sickly paleness that seemed eerie even in the August heat. Although the car lights must have been blinding, he stared straight at her car.
Li Fangge knew she couldn’t avoid this. Chen Beizhe must have deliberately blocked her here.
Just as she was considering how to handle the situation, the white figure suddenly took a step and walked directly toward her.
Li Fangge quickly locked the car doors and frantically picked up her phone—
“Blocked by Chen Beizhe at the gate. Quickly notify Madam Pu to call for backup.”
The instant the voice message was sent to Chen Qiaoyi,
A knock sounded on the car window. The knock was light and measured, giving no hint of malice.
Li Fangge suddenly thought that her life value level had just been raised. She reasoned that even with Chen Beizhe blocking her path in such a creepy way, her life shouldn’t be in danger. So, she cracked open the window a little. “Mr. Chen?”
“Miss Li, I have something I wish to say to you in person. Could I ask you to step out of the car?”
Contrary to his slightly manic action, his tone was gentle, and his voice sounded as dreamy as ever, though not as terrifying as his complexion.
“My house is just ahead. Please come inside to talk. I’ll drive the car in first and wait for you inside.”
Chen Beizhe certainly knew her house was ahead. Li Fangge was trying not to provoke him, only to buy time.
“Could I ask you to step out of the car?”
Chen Beizhe’s tone even conveyed a sense of tragedy.
His hand pressed on the car window.
Before Li Fangge could react, the car window was inexplicably detached.
She was too shocked to react. Chen Beizhe had just removed it as easily as picking a leaf.
Following that, the grating sound of shattering glass once again broke the night’s silence.
Li Fangge had a premonition that if she didn’t get out of the car now, Chen Beizhe’s next step might very well be to remove her car door.
So, she unlocked the door and pushed it open.
Chen Beizhe stepped back, allowing her to get out.
Li Fangge knew this road was almost exclusively her own driveway. Apart from her and those coming to see her, virtually no other cars would drive in.
At this point, she could only secretly pray that Chen Qiaoyi had already seen her distress message—
After getting out of the car, Li Fangge instinctively glanced sideways at the car window, which lay smashed to pieces under the red street light. Turning back to look at Chen Beizhe, she had already calmed down. “Mr. Chen, have you come in person to collect the debt? If I recall correctly, there are still about ten days until the deadline—”
“Li Fangge, break off your engagement with Guan Xiaoyu and marry me.”
Without any preamble, without any warning,
Chen Beizhe’s sudden words sent a chill down Li Fangge’s spine.
His voice was like the distant stars in the night sky, flickering and visible to the naked eye, yet unreachable.
“Chen Beizhe, do you know what you’re saying?”
Li Fangge also became very direct. “That is impossible!”
She clearly gasped when she heard Chen Beizhe say that,
But when she spoke, her tone was calm, no different from everyday conversation.
She was absolutely certain that the person standing before her was the genuine ‘marriage obstacle,’
But what Li Fangge hadn’t expected was that this obstacle was aimed directly at her.
“I said it very clearly. You heard it very clearly, too,” Chen Beizhe said.
It was then that Li Fangge noticed an injury at the corner of his mouth. It looked like he had been heavily slapped by someone.
“I already have someone I like.”
Saying something so obvious to both of them, Li Fangge felt absurd.
But she knew that Chen Beizhe, even if not mentally unsound, was nearing it. At this moment, she tried her best not to provoke him and to remain as calm as possible.
“Only I can give you happiness, Li Fangge. You like to gamble. I can buy you all the casinos in Ludu. Guan Xiaoyu can’t do this. No one else can.”
As Chen Beizhe spoke, he took a step forward, and his hand suddenly reached toward her face.
Li Fangge quickly took two steps back, dodging his hand. Wearing flat shoes, she was slightly shorter than Chen Beizhe. She estimated she didn’t have the physical advantage either, so she could only continue using delaying tactics. “Now, my happiness isn’t gambling anymore—”
It wasn’t even gambling before. Even as a scummy Alpha, she gambled only as a means of self-numbness.
Li Fangge saw the look of distress on Chen Beizhe’s face and hesitated whether to continue speaking. She was truly afraid he would suddenly turn violent. She was unwilling to have a physical confrontation with him unless absolutely necessary.
“Whatever you want, I can give you.”
“Chen Beizhe, I—” Li Fangge wasn’t sure if she should say it,
Because she noticed Chen Beizhe’s eyes had begun to look wrong, and his expression was becoming somewhat distorted. His face was ashen, completely drained of color.
“Whatever you want, I can give you,” Chen Beizhe repeated.
“Chen Beizhe, are you being serious?”
“Mhm.”
In an instant, Chen Beizhe quieted down.
“I want you to go home and get some good sleep.”
Chen Beizhe suddenly froze, as if he hadn’t expected Li Fangge to say that.
He stared at her almost blankly. In the hazy light, the injury on his lip was strikingly visible.
Li Fangge settled her gaze and looked directly into his dreamy eyes: “Chen Beizhe, you said you could give me happiness, right?”
“Mhm.”
“My happiness is Guan Xiaoyu.”