CHAPTER 139: CHAPTER 139: EVEN IF MOVED, NEVER DARE TO WISH FOR FOREVER

Gu Jiayin’s first reaction was to frown.

Who was Chi Ye referring to with "her"?

Since she was listening to the sound rather than reading text, she couldn’t determine if the "her" he mentioned was male or female.

But thinking about it, the people related to both him and her were only two, Sheng Qianchi and Lu Xiya.

She gave a shallow smile, "Who are you talking about? Sheng Qianchi or Xiya?"

Chi Ye tightly pursed his lips, coldness hanging on every strand of hair, shaking with the potential to drop shards of ice, "I don’t have time to worry about which man you are continuing or ending some messy relationship with."

It was self-evident that he was naturally referring to Lu Xiya.

Gu Jiayin quickly thought about it. She hadn’t seen Lu Xiya for a good while now and really didn’t know what she had done to make Chi Ye question her like this.

Looking at his expression, he seemed as if he’d lost a wife.

She found it amusing and refused to give him a straightforward answer, lazily smiling, "Really, if you don’t care, then why did you drug him?"

Chi Ye, "..."

In fact, that day he didn’t intend for Sheng Qianchi to drink that bottle of liquor. It was prepared by Xia Mubai for himself, but by some twist of fate, Sheng Qianchi ended up with it.

However, at this moment, he couldn’t explain, nor was there any need to explain.

He pulled out another cigarette to alleviate the awkwardness but didn’t light it, just holding it in his hand to toy with, "He drank but still restrained himself from forcing you, and nearly died after falling into the sea, yet you just abandoned him without a thought, truly heartless."

Gu Jiayin laughed mockingly, "Should I be moved to tears, willingly offer myself, and become friends with someone like you?"

Someone like him?

This euphemistic descriptor stung Chi Ye. In the eyes of Gu Jiayin and Lu Xiya, someone like him had another name, trash.

Lu Xiya had once bluntly called him garbage.

With a "snap," he stubbed the cigarette out and ground it hard into the ground, watching the shreds drift away with the wind.

Until the last strand of tobacco was blown away from his hand, he calmly raised his head, looking coldly at her, "Gu Jiayin, can you not interfere in matters between Xiya and me?"

Compared to Chi Ye’s emotional rollercoaster, Gu Jiayin remained calm, an indifferent serenity like the wind, absent that slight hint of mocking, "I really want to know, what did she do to make you so out of sorts?"

Chi Ye re-pocketed his hands in his trousers, lowering his tone to a menacing whisper, "She resigned."

He suddenly gnashed his teeth, "Was it because you told her I exist that she fled from me so quickly?"

He had silently watched over her for years, and now that she was leaving his domain, he felt inexplicably unsettled.

As Xia Mubai had said, she was so beautiful, always at risk of being taken by other men; when she was in his sight, he felt slightly more at ease.

Gu Jiayin was aware of Lu Xiya’s intentions to resign beforehand, so she wasn’t surprised.

Seeing Chi Ye’s pre-storm expression, she again raised a shallow smile, "You really can be self-indulgent. Her resignation wasn’t because of you, but because she’s tired of singing in entertainment venues."

"Does she know I’m here?" Chi Ye couldn’t resist asking again.

"Yes, she does." Gu Jiayin purposely responded casually, "Didn’t we run into each other at the hospital? She was shocked that the former little rogue delinquent was driving a luxury car."

"That’s not what I meant!" Chi Ye was almost furious with the woman in front of him.

"Hehehe..."

Gu Jiayin looked at the man with veins bulging on his forehead, unable to suppress a smug laugh, "Oh, you mean your stalking thing?"

She looked at him amusedly, "I really didn’t intend to tell her that to upset her."

Implying that Lu Xiya did not know.

Chi Ye finally felt a little relieved. Remembering how she used to avoid him like the plague, a deeply embedded bitterness would spread throughout his body.

"What does she want to do after resigning?" he asked.

Gu Jiayin tilted her head to assess Chi Ye, her tone flat, "What she wants to do, I hope you won’t concern yourself with anymore. Though no longer a delinquent, ask yourself, is your background clean?"

Chi Ye had nothing to say.

His background was indeed not pure but rather intricate, with countless enemies.

If people knew how much he cared about Lu Xiya, who knows how many would target her.

Gu Jiayin continued, "If you truly like her, then stay away from her."

Chi Ye finally fell silent.

But a deep dissatisfaction surged within him. He struggled upward to his current position, all so she wouldn’t look down on him anymore. Does he, now at the pinnacle from a lowly thug, still have to give her up?

Impossible.

After a moment, he looked up with determination, "Though not pure, I have the ability to protect my woman."

Gu Jiayin still objected, "But she doesn’t like you. She has fallen from a wealthy heiress to an ordinary girl; she’s as pure as paper. She doesn’t need someone like you dragging her into your world."

She doesn’t like him.

Those words made Chi Ye restless.

He was confident in handling anything, except making her like him.

She likes Pei Nianchen.

Suddenly, as if shamed, he grabbed Gu Jiayin’s wrist, "Then tell me, did you abandon Pei Nianchen for her to pick him up again?"

Her wrist hurt from the grip, Gu Jiayin frowned with dissatisfaction, "Let go."

Chi Ye didn’t let go, instead tightening his grip further, "I actually want to ask, what’s so good about Pei Nianchen that makes both of you so steadfast, you refuse Qianchi for him, and she remembers him all these years, hm?"

This man, at this moment, anger surged from deep within, his eyes tinged with a sinister red.

Similar to when Sheng Qianchi got jealous, no wonder they’re friends.

Ha!

Gu Jiayin sneered; they’re both jealous of Pei Nianchen.

The feelings she and Lu Xiya had for Pei Nianchen were formed over time, day by day, even if one day love fades, there would be familial feelings, supporting each other because of it.

Though both endured hardship, they were raised in luxury since childhood, longing for delicate and solid emotions.

This, Sheng Qianchi who grew up in cold solitude wouldn’t understand, neither would Chi Ye who survived the streets through brutal means.

They only understand conquest and possession, not the delicate feelings flowing like a stream.

Thus, she refuses Sheng Qianchi, and Lu Xiya would never want Chi Ye either.

Even if Sheng Qianchi moved her, she didn’t hope for everlasting eternity.

Perhaps one day when Lu Xiya learns Chi Ye silently protected her all those years, she too would be moved, but would not dare hope for eternity like herself.

No matter their enormous wealth, unreachable status, and captivating charm, they are not from the same world as them.