Chapter 10 Appease Her

Lu Zhaoran frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with her attitude, "I didn't expect you to be grateful, I just wanted you to know, from the beginning to the end, you were the only one I wanted to marry."

If she hadn't seen that text message he sent earlier, she would have really believed his words about marrying her were sincere.

"Lu Zhaoran, do you know why I never play the dumb and sweet type?" Yan Luoxi suddenly asked.

Lu Zhaoran's expression gradually turned cold. They had been together for three years, and he knew very well that she was a woman who would not bend. She couldn't learn to flatter and ingratiate herself; otherwise, she would have become very popular a long time ago.

Seeing that he pursed his lips and said nothing, she continued on her own, "Because I can't understand their way of thinking, so don't say that you want to marry me and expect me to be over the moon to marry you. That day in your office when I said I wanted to break up, I meant it."

Lu Zhaoran looked at her coldly, his thin lips slightly pursed, "Our three years of relationship, you just want to end it, without asking for my opinion?"

"What do you mean?" Yan Luoxi glared at him.

Lu Zhaoran stood up and walked towards her, suddenly asking, "Who was the man with you that night?"

Yan Luoxi saw the emotions splintering in his eyes, like a lurking beast, so dangerous it seemed like it could pounce on her and snap her neck at any moment. She instinctively took a step back, "It has nothing to do with you who he is."

"Is that right, Yan Luoxi? As long as I don't let you go, who would dare take you?" Lu Zhaoran slowly approached her, his eyes seeping crimson with rage and resentment. These past nights, he dreamt of her moaning beneath another man every night.

Waking from those dreams, he couldn't help hating her for betraying him.

He let Lai Zhiyuan scheme against her, watching her get embroiled in scandal without wanting to stand up and defend her, just hoping she would come back to beg him. However, an interview with Tian Lingyun not only salvaged her image, it also made her popularity soar.

As a businessman, he was very clear in his mind that Yan Luoxi would soon become a cash cow for the company, but her contract with the company was almost up. Under these circumstances, he could not possibly let her go.

Yan Luoxi leaned against the door, trapped between Lu Zhaoran and the door, she looked up at him and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Lu Zhaoran glared at her, annoyed.

"I'm laughing at how you pretend to be a lover, how deep is your love for me, really?" Yan Luoxi mocked, if he truly loved her, he wouldn't have used Tian Lingyun to threaten her to come to his place.

He only saw the value she still had for him to exploit, so he wanted to play the emotion card to keep her willingly exploited by him.

Before, love had blinded her, making her unable to see the utilitarian motives behind everything he did. Now, with his blatant ultimatum, if she didn't wake up, she would have been too foolish.

Yet how could she not feel heartache for a man she once cherished in her youth?

Lu Zhaoran, furious and humiliated, fiercely grabbed her shoulders, his smile malicious and flippant, "Want to know how much I love you? One round will tell."

Having said that, he suddenly lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Yan Luoxi stared at him in disbelief, seeing his handsome face magnified in front of her, she quickly turned her head to dodge.

The man's lips landed on her face, and she felt a wave of nausea rising within her. Outraged, she snapped, "Lu Zhaoran, get the hell away from me!"

Lu Zhaoran's pride was wounded. He turned her face back to him and kissed her again, "Weren't you complaining I didn't want you before? Now I want you, and you're acting all prudish?"

His crude words were more than Yan Luoxi could bear, and she lashed out with a slap, "smack", her own arm going numb from the force. She glared at Lu Zhaoran, whose handsome, fair left cheek quickly bore the clear imprint of five fingers.

"Are you sober now? If you're sober, then get out of my way!" she exclaimed.

Yan Luoxi pushed him hard, pulled open the door, and ran out.

She didn't know how long she had been running before she stopped, her surroundings a blur as she squatted beside the road, tears silently rolling down her cheeks.

She clearly knew that she shouldn't be upset over Lu Zhaoran, but she couldn't help feeling hurt and crying.

"The moon has come out because of your crying. How much longer will you cry?" A deep male voice resonated unexpectedly from above her, carrying a hint of helplessness.

Yan Luoxi looked up abruptly to see, under the bright streetlight, a man with earphones, his hair wet with sweat shining with a hint of moisture, wearing a gray gradient tank top and baggy sweatpants.

He was refreshing and masculine, like a walking hormone jet, likely irresistible to any girl.

Uh, he looks familiar!

Yan Luoxi hung her head, continuing to grieve. It wasn't until a pair of long legs entered her vision that she looked up at him and said, sobbing, "Why haven't you left? Oh, I know, you're worried I'm going to do something drastic. Don't worry, I won't make a scene over a man."

Li Yeqi raised an eyebrow. So, she had come to his doorstep late at night to cry over a man. Mrs. Li was quite bold, daring to cry over another man in front of him, "You've cried for so long, are you hungry?"

Normally, wouldn't one ask if she's tired in such a situation? But she really was a bit hungry. She touched her stomach and nodded earnestly, "Hungry."

A smile played across the man's eyes, "My house is just up ahead. If you're not afraid of me eating you, come with me and I'll cook you some noodles."

Yan Luoxi looked up at him closely. He seemed upright and didn't appear to be a bad person. The most important thing was that he seemed very familiar, "Sir, have we met somewhere before?"

Li Yeqi looked at her without a word.

Yan Luoxi became embarrassed by his gaze and scratched her head, "Sorry, I have face blindness and can't really remember people's faces. But can't really blame me. In the entertainment industry, all the artists look so similar, there's no uniqueness at all."

To compare him to an actress in the entertainment industry, Mrs. Li had eyes yet was blind at heart!

"No problem, I'll make sure you remember me for a very long time," he said meaningfully, and bent down to pick her up off the ground like one would a small chicken.

Before Yan Luoxi could fully grasp the deeper meaning of his words, she was dragged by him into the villa.

The villa was decorated in a minimalist yet grand style, modest yet exuding luxury, not ostentatious yet comfortably sophisticated, with hidden tricks revealed in its delicate details.

For instance, the landscape painting hung in the living room seemed ordinary at first glance, but upon closer examination, it proved to be a tribute piece from the late Ming or early Qing dynasty.

Yan Luoxi changed her shoes at the entrance and entered the grand living room, remarking, "Your house is so special, exceptionally nice."

"Glad you like it," Li Yeqi said casually as he placed his earphones on the coffee table, "Feel free to look around, except for the study and master bedroom. I'll go cook the noodles."