Chapter 3 He still had feelings for her

  Ling Han's words came out, and Leng Xi's body trembled as if she had just woken up from a dream. Her sorrowful heart also trembled. She could feel how sour her eye sockets were. She could feel how cool the palms of her hands were.

  However, she kept biting her lip and didn't let the tears flow out. She tried to calm herself down, trying to swallow back the trembling sound in her throat, trying not to cry in front of him.

  He said, let her work hard and live a good life from now on...

  Two parallel lines will never intersect.

  It's his decision.

  She should respect his decision. Their relationship was a master-servant one from the start and has never changed.

  Now she has cleared him. The value of Jade Guanyin was satisfied here. She repaid him with her body for the money and human feelings he redeemed for her.

  They are now two people who owe nothing to each other, walking on the road, like strangers.

  She should have understood long ago. Understood the relationship between her and him. Then there wouldn't be so many foolish fantasies.

  Her deep and mysterious eyes were filled with a gentle warmth that was intoxicating. Looking at her who lowered her head and bit her lip.

  Finally, Leng Xi raised her head in his gaze. Her eyes, like an ancient spring, were lively and didn't have a single tear. However, her eye sockets were very red. The corners of her sweet mouth hung with a faint smile. But the muscles on her cheeks trembled slightly.

  She finally smiled at him, satisfied with her own performance. As long as she smiled, everything was fine, wasn't it? She looked at him and gave a faint smile, the corners of her mouth curving downward in a captivating arc. "Thank you, I'll remember your words... work hard, live well..." Her voice didn't tremble with tears, but instead shone like sunlight with optimism. "I'll also remember the lesson you taught me..." She hadn't finished speaking when she suddenly bit her lip, because no matter how much she endured, the sadness and bitterness in her heart still surged up uncontrollably, almost making her cry in front of him.

  Her lips curled up into a faint smile. "Alright, I'll send you back."

  "It's okay......" She replied suddenly without thinking, looking down and avoiding his gaze. "You... I know you're busy, your time is precious, I don't want to trouble you. I..." She tried her best to suppress the sadness that was about to overflow from her heart. Let them part ways happily then. "I'll just take a taxi back myself."

  She finished speaking, lifted her head, and slightly parted her bright red lips to reveal a radiant smile. She slightly raised her foot and leaned in towards him.

  Her smile, her fragrant breath like the warm sunlight, radiating soft and gentle light, slowly approaching him, Ling Han's heart skipped a beat, at that moment, she dazzled his eyes, he clearly felt the tremble of his soul in that instant, the heartbeat of that moment.

  For the halo of soft white light around her body.

  She walked up to him and stopped in her tracks, lifting her pale face. Her eyes, like an ancient spring, gazed up at him, lingering for a moment on his handsome, unparalleled face. The faint scent of sandalwood on him was still so familiar, still wafting with an air that inspired nostalgia. But none of this mattered anymore.

  Under his profound and dark eyes, she suddenly smiled brightly. "Can I borrow tens of dollars for the taxi fare? I forgot to bring money when I went out." As she said this, her slender white hand reached into his suit pocket, pulled out a stack of money, took only one bill from it, and then put the rest back into his pocket. She smiled slightly and thanked him. "This is enough for the taxi fare. I'll return it to you when I have the chance."

  Ling Han's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say a word. He just looked at her. As she approached him, the clear fragrance on her body wafted into his nostrils, so familiar. Her smile was radiant, surrounded by an aura of sacred light. It stirred up a tingling sensation in a certain part of him.

  He still has feelings for her, however, he suppressed them. He shouldn't be attached to anything. His willpower should be controlled by his rationality. This is the true meaning of being strong-willed.

  He lightly hooked his lips and said in a thick and mellow tone, "The taxi fare is on me, don't pay me back. Goodbye."

  Leng Xi's heart ached sharply, and she trembled slightly. However, at this moment, she still smiled. "Alright, thank you then. Goodbye." She was stubborn and knew her place. He wanted to say goodbye, so she had no reason to hold him back, nor did she have the qualifications to do so.

  After she finished speaking, she turned around, her back facing him, and left with hurried and disheveled footsteps.

  At that moment, tears gushed out like a spring, rapidly spreading across her pale face as white as jade, like the clear bottom of a lake, like the last rays of sunset.

  She was afraid that her sobbing would spill out from her throat. Afraid of being heard by him, her weakness. She quickened her pace in some panic.

  "Brook..."

  She was caught off guard with tears in her eyes by Du Shaohui, who happened to be walking towards her. He let out a cry of surprise.

  Leng Xi immediately became like a startled deer, hastily lowering her head and covering up her disheveled appearance, quickly brushing past Du Shaoxi.

  Du Shaohui looked at her hurriedly leaving back and felt somewhat puzzled.

  He stood beside the car, his sharp facial features outlined with a faint coldness. His deep eyes, like frost, had a hint of worry.

  Having been by Ling Han's side for so many years, he immediately understood what had happened.

  He walked over and stood beside Ling Han, putting his hand on his shoulder and asking, "Have you really made up your mind?"

  Her cold eyes slightly flowed and her gaze lightly fell on Du Shaohui's body. Ling Han only gave him a glance, without saying a word.

  Du Shaohui sighed and said, "Alas, why are so many ignorant girls willing to fly into the fire for you, a heartless and ruthless man? It's really blind to fall in love with you. What a waste of all the food they've eaten since childhood! Why can't I, Du Shaohui, who is devoted and has a good reputation, be as popular with women as you are, a heartless and ruthless person?" Du Shaohui combed his short hair and said self-righteously.

  Ling Han's shoulders shrugged slightly, and with a disdainful shrug, he opened Du Shaoxi's paws. He glanced at him sideways, his deep eyes under his long eyelashes blinking, with a radiant glow flowing around him, and an aura of limitless elegance.

  "What's wrong with what I said? Your protest is invalid. Look, in terms of appearance, you're only slightly more handsome than me. In terms of intelligence, I'm not inferior to you either. Besides, it's not an exaggeration to say that you're cold-blooded and ruthless. Look at how Cold Creek was a carefree and innocent girl, living her life simply and purely, until some heartless person brought her into this war-torn world. They took advantage of the fact that she's the adopted daughter of the Cold family, and Cold Ni harbors jealousy towards her because of this. She treats Cold Creek well everywhere, stirring up internal conflict within the Cold family, ultimately achieving your goal of a justified and reasonable divorce."

  Du Shaohui said narcissistically. He glanced at Ling Han's expression and saw that he was cold-faced, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

  He seemed to want to see Ling Han's joke, looking at his frustrated appearance, and continued: "And using Leng Xi, openly and fairly, making others convinced and punished Leng Kang. This is not enough. The most outrageous thing is that you used her to provoke the internal conflict of the Leng family, and even helped you earn 500 million. 500 million! Now the funds for the subsequent construction of the Mo Tian building are no longer lacking. 500 million is more than enough. Now that you've used him up, you just kick him away. I say, how can you be so... Ah..."

  Du Shaohui was furious, with a stern rebuke still on his lips, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm. He let out a pained cry and hastily begged for mercy. "Alright, alright, I won't say it anymore! You are the greatest kind-hearted person, a Bodhisattva descended to earth! Quickly release me! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

  She gave him a cold, hard stare, shook off his grasping arm, let out a chilly snort, opened the car door and got in. She started the engine, stepped on the gas, and the car shot forward with a whoosh, leaving behind a trail of strong wind.

  Du Shaohui gritted his teeth and rubbed his arm, dancing with joy towards the car that was quickly driving away: "Hmph! You think you're better than me just because your skills are better? Always bullying me! One day I'll go find Uncle Lou to practice my kung fu too. When I surpass you, I'll beat you up so badly, Ling Han, you little brat will be searching for teeth all over the ground!"

  Ouch, it really hurts.

  Du Shaohui rubbed his shoulders and gritted his teeth again.

  Witnessed the two, one in front of the other, leaving a shadow that shook off the dust. Du Shaohui looked at him with a smile, but his cold and sarcastic eyes soon turned sorrowful. He let out a long sigh, "Ah, he was also speaking out of turn when he slandered Han Shao."

  He also understood in his heart that Leng Qing's life before meeting Ling Han was truly carefree and worry-free, but could he really live a carefree and worry-free life?

  Relying on his false power and wealth, he has a money-loving personality. He would even sell his own daughter for profit. Is there anything he wouldn't do?

  Afraid Leng Creek won't meet Ling Han. Not being used by him. Then she's probably also unable to be pure and clean anymore.

  Ling Han has let go now. He also understands the reason behind it. Ling Han doesn't want to give Long Yue any chance to boast. Ling Han is indeed proud and arrogant, a person with high aspirations. How could he possibly allow others to restrain or threaten him?

  Du Shaohui let out a sigh of helpless regret in his heart.

  A taxi was parked right outside the parking lot. Leng Xi wiped away her tears, waved and got in. "Drive..." she said with a trembling voice.

  She wants to leave here immediately, get away from this cold and desolate place. Maybe then she won't be so heartbroken. She can cry her heart out freely, far away from him, without fear of him seeing her in such a state.

  The car started moving at the sound of her voice. The driver in front looked back through the rearview mirror and saw Lengxi's tear-stained face, but didn't ask her anything immediately.

  "Miss, where are you going?" The driver didn't ask until the car had gone a considerable distance.

  "Whatever... just go ahead..." Leng Xi choked back a sob, unable to speak.

  Where is she going? Where can she go now? Where does she want to go? She doesn't know. Nor does she want to know.

  Her heart was in deep water, drowning in pain. Her tears couldn't stop falling. One drop after another rolled down from her eyes, like dark grapes, like a deep well. Wave after wave, without end. She sobbed and choked, weeping soundlessly.

  She covered her face with her hands, trying not to cry, but tears overflowed from between her fingers and wetted her entire slender white hand. Tears streamed down, sliding down her arm as white as a lotus root.

  She cried so much that even bystanders felt heartache for her. Yet, she still stubbornly refused to let others know of her vulnerability and didn't want anyone's sympathy.

  A strong and lovely girl like this is heart-wrenching to watch.

  "Miss, what's wrong? Why are you crying so sadly?" The driver in front asked.

  "I... I didn't cry... it's just... the wind is too cold..." She choked back a tremolo, sobbing as she spoke.

  Yes. She didn't cry. It's just the wind is too cool...

  She rubbed her eyes sore. Letting her tears flow out continuously.

  She didn't cry. Nor should she have cried...