Her Warmth Still Remained Between His Fingertips

Jiang Zebei placed his hand under Chen Mengtian's chin and gently tilted her face. 

He stared at her calm eyes with a gloomy and unreadable expression. 

He knew that there was something off about Chen Mengtian. She no longer showed disgust when she looked at him, and her words were no longer meant to stung him when they talked. 

This Chen Mengtian was very good. 

But she changed too late. 

If Chen Mengtian had acted this way in the past, he might actually like her. 

But now, she argued with Chen Baozhu in the village, and the rumor about two girls fighting over one man had spread out. 

After she woke up, everything about Chen Mengtian attracted his attention, and her personality changed quite a lot, especially her attitude toward him. 

These things forced Jiang Zebei to overthink things. Did she want to do something to make up for her mistakes?

Even if rumors about her and Chen Qing spread through the village, he would never say that he no longer wanted her, but the prerequisite was that Chen Mengtian would not mention that she wanted to divorce him herself.

"You're hurting me." 

Chen Mengtian originally did not feel any pain when Jiang Zebei lifted her chin, but later, he increased the strength of his grip, and she yelped in pain. 

When he heard her complaining that it hurt, Jiang Zebei relaxed his grip a little. 

He stared deeply at the girl in front of him. "Chen Mengtian, do you still want to marry Chen Qing?"

If she wanted to, he could help her do it. It was just that the methods he would use would not be entirely honorable. 

He had thought about it for quite some time. 

Since Chen Mengtian liked Chen Qing so much and insisted on marrying him, he did not mind using some abnormal methods to help her. 

It was not because he liked Chen Mengtian that he would do it for her, but because the Jiang family bought her, and it was not by her own will that she married him three years ago. 

The Jiang family did not owe her anything, but at the end of the day, she did not marry into the family due to her own will. 

When Chen Mengtian heard what Jiang Zebei said, a small crease appeared between her eyebrows. "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

"Do you still want to marry Chen Qing?"

"What do you mean? Do you want to divorce me?" Chen Mengtian quirked her eyebrows. 

Jiang Zebei saw that she appeared calm and was not agitated. She did not appear sad either, so he did not know what she was thinking about at that moment. 

But when he heard her talking about divorce, he could not stop the hand gripping her chin from moving a little. 

The soft flesh under her chin was very pleasant to the touch. Her skin was very smooth as well. 

For a period of time, Jiang Zebei was reluctant to stop. He caressed the skin under her chin a little more before he let go. 

He stared at his fingertips and rubbed them against each other gently. "Just tell me. Do you still want to marry Chen Qing?"

"Heh… Of course not. He's a coward who only has a pretty face. Why would I like him?"

When Chen Mengtian thought of the Chen Qing in her memories, great scorn appeared on her face. 

Jiang Zebei saw her expression, but his own expression did not change when he saw it. 

He looked down at the hand hanging by his side. The warmth from the girl's skin still remained between his fingertips. He could also still remember the smooth and comfortable feeling of her skin. 

At that moment, he felt as if something tugged at his heart, but it was so faint that it felt like nothing had happened. 

Even so, he had to admit that when he heard what Chen Mengtian said, he sighed in relief. 

After all, they had stayed together for three years. Even if he did not like her, he could not bear watching her march to her own grave. 

Chen Qing was not a good man at all. 

Jiang Zebei looked up and stared into Chen Mengtian's eyes. He said seriously, "I won't divorce you. I just want to tell you that since it has already happened, you don't have to curry favor with me. We can live together like before. 

"But you're not allowed to have any interactions with Chen Qing. I will settle whatever has happened, and I promise that the villagers won't gossip about you."

When Chen Mengtian heard this, she stared at the boy in front of her with wide eyes. 

His face was young, but it was full of seriousness. 

His words also made her want to believe in him, for some reason.