My Clingy Fiancée Is Forcing Me to Marry Her Again - Chapter 45.2

“Because, although they met and then separated, after reuniting, both realized that they only wanted the other, so they decided to stay together forever and never leave each other again.”

“Why are other people’s stories always so ideal?”

Guan Xiaoyu shows an envious expression. “It must be because it’s someone else’s story.”

Li Fangge doesn’t understand why her heart aches for Guan Xiaoyu over something that isn’t even a very serious statement.

Is it because she can’t explain to her that the other person’s story is actually their story?

Not necessarily.

Perhaps, she is just worried that her and Guan Xiaoyu’s future will still encounter complications. Although they only want each other, and the official couple pairing cannot be broken up, she is uncertain how many unexpected and uncontrollable things will happen on their path to staying together forever and deciding never to leave each other.

“They also experienced and endured a lot before they got together—” Li Fangge has no choice but to make up some irrelevant details.

“Li Jie Jie, I, too, only want you.”

Guan Xiaoyu turns half her body and looks at Li Fangge without blinking.

“I’ve already sung ‘As Long As It’s You’ twice for you. Your response is too cold.”

“Li Jie Jie, I want to kiss you again.”

“If you want to kiss me, then—”

Li Fangge’s next words are cut off by Guan Xiaoyu.

She only gives a light peck before retreating.

“Is that all?”

Li Fangge deliberately teases her, because she sees that the worry Guan Xiaoyu had been trying to suppress has resurfaced on her little face. Her worry seems mixed with self-blame, a self-blame that shouldn’t be there at all.

“I’m sorry,”

Sure enough, Guan Xiaoyu avoids her gaze. “I wish I had accepted Li Jie Jie’s request earlier. I wish—”

The back of Li Fangge’s index and middle fingers abruptly press against Guan Xiaoyu’s lips. “You are not the one who should apologize.”

Guan Xiaoyu takes Li Fangge’s hand away, cups it in her palm, and places it on her own thigh. “Li Jie Jie, I said I would protect you!”

Li Fangge smiles. “You clearly said you’d add a few more bodyguards—”

“How can Li Jie Jie still smile? Chen Beizhe, how did he manage to—I don’t believe you would have gotten out of the car if he hadn’t acted aggressively!”

“Your Jie Jie is fine. Although I was startled, I’ve recovered now. Chen Beizhe was blocking my way at the time. I got out because he tore off my car window. If I hadn’t gotten out in that situation, he would have likely ripped off my car door—”

“Li Jie Jie should have called the police. This is clearly disorderly conduct.”

“Mhm, Yi Jie is following up on the process. The police were notified.”

“Chen Beizhe might be crazy.”

“Not ‘might be,’ he is truly crazy!”

Li Fangge feels that an ordinary person would never do such a thing or say such words.

“Li Jie Jie, yesterday at the restaurant, the strong inhibitor was somewhat excusable. What about tonight? Did you smell his pheromones?”

“The situation was quite chaotic at the time, and I was severely startled—” Li Fangge thought back. There shouldn’t have been any pheromone scent. “Chen Beizhe might be crazy, but he probably hasn’t gone so far as to automatically release pheromones in public. Besides, didn’t he just make it onto the hot search yesterday?”

“But he hasn’t restrained himself at all; instead, he’s escalated, hasn’t he?”

“You could say that.”

Li Fangge knows what Guan Xiaoyu is truly trying to say.

But she still doesn’t believe that Chen Beizhe’s breakdown was due to her pheromones. She is also certain that her pheromones definitely did not leak.

“Li Jie Jie, have you really not considered that it’s because your potential genetic level is higher than Chen Beizhe’s?”

“You know that potential genes won’t take effect, much less when suppressants have been taken.”

Li Fangge withdrew her hand.

Guan Xiaoyu’s leg is a little hot. That warmth, transmitted through her hand, sends waves of uncontrollable excitement to her heart.

“Li Jie Jie, I’m sorry, should I not have brought that up?”

Guan Xiaoyu lowers her head. She has clearly misunderstood the reason for Li Fangge withdrawing her hand.

“No, it’s reasonable for you to think that.

“If Chen Beizhe had wanted to harm your Jie Jie tonight, it would have been easy for him, but he made no such move. Otherwise—your Jie Jie wouldn’t be sitting here safe and sound talking to you, let alone playing the piano and singing for you.”

“Li Jie Jie, I won’t let Chen Beizhe off easy!”

“Your Jie Jie won’t either, but you can leave this kind of thing to Yi Jie. My father’s security detail should have already informed the police.”

“Mhm.”

Li Fangge sees Guan Xiaoyu’s hands clench into fists again.

She reaches out and holds her fist. “We don’t need to step forward ourselves. Someone will help us deal with those matters.”

“Li Jie Jie, if you don’t mind—”

Li Fangge already knows what she wants to say. “Mhm, your Jie Jie will go to the Genetic Hospital’s Inspection Department.”

If she were a scummy Alpha, she would be very resistant to this kind of thing.

But Li Fangge is not her. Getting an inspection—if she has unconsciously undergone a secondary differentiation into a higher-level Alpha, that would be a joyous outcome for everyone. Why not?

If not, she hasn’t lost anything.

“If—” Guan Xiaoyu’s voice becomes very low, and the caution in her tone is heartbreaking.

“Even if there’s no secondary differentiation, it won’t affect your Jie Jie, will it?” Li Fangge voices her concern for her.

“Does Jie Jie truly think that?”

Li Fangge nods, then stands up. “Time for bed.”

She bends down, takes Guan Xiaoyu’s hand, and pulls her up. “Are you really okay with just any room?”

After speaking, Li Fangge offers a mischievous smile.

“Tonight, I want to sleep next to Li Jie Jie.”

Guan Xiaoyu doesn’t engage with her teasing. Instead, she says seriously, “Please don’t refuse me, Jie Jie. And don’t make me sleep on the sofa. I want to be closer to you, to shield you from harm—”

“Guan Xiaoyu, what harm do you think your Jie Jie would face sleeping in a bed?”

She leads her toward the music room door.

“Nightmares, for example. After what happened, Jie Jie must be traumatized.”

“It’s not that serious. Your Jie Jie isn’t that fragile.”

Li Fangge genuinely hasn’t reached that point.

While Chen Beizhe is insane and pathologically possessive, which is scary, he hasn’t traumatized her yet.

“Is Li Jie Jie rejecting me?”

“If your Jie Jie rejected you, would you go to another room?”

“No.”

“Your Jie Jie asked you earlier if you wanted to sleep together tonight. Now, do you know your Jie Jie’s answer?”

“Jie Jie is so cunning! I was the one who suggested it tonight, and you are using my words to trick me!”

“You’re right, you started the topic. But in the end, your Jie Jie not only asked if you wanted to sleep together but also said we should use sleeping together to commemorate our first date—Your Jie Jie went that far, and you still refused. Doesn’t your Jie Jie need face?”

“Hehehe… Li Jie Jie, haven’t I come to your side now!”

Guan Xiaoyu laughs and presses against Li Fangge’s arm. “Li Jie Jie, let’s practice French kissing tonight, okay?”

“Honestly, how many short videos have you watched!”

Li Fangge’s tone is as stern as a teacher interrogating a misbehaving student.

“Not that many, hahaha…”

“Not that many? You’re skipping over so much and jumping straight to French kissing?”

“That’s because light kissing sounds boring. Besides, we’ve pressed against each other so many times, it’s time to take a step further.”

“Fine, as you say. How about we go for something substantial and stimulating tonight, and get straight to the point?”

Li Fangge often speaks without thinking.

At this moment, she completely forgets whether she is capable of doing this.

Chen Qiaoyi, who has just arrived to report on her work progress, happens to hear this sentence and chokes.

Li Fangge and Guan Xiaoyu Walk out of the open music room, chatting and laughing. Looking up, they see Chen Qiaoyi’s face flushed crimson like a tomato.

“Yi Jie, are you looking for me?”

Chen Qiaoyi’s eyes have nowhere to settle, so she looks down at her toes. “Mhm, the security chief has retrieved the surveillance footage from the time. The police will summon Chen Beizhe tomorrow.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“It’s my duty.”

“Yi Jie, get some rest.”

Li Fangge, holding Guan Xiaoyu’s hand, walks calmly past Chen Qiaoyi.

After walking five or six meters, Guan Xiaoyu turns her head and casts a grateful look at Chen Qiaoyi, who is still watching them—