CHAPTER 417: CHAPTER 417

However, the astonishment only lingered in Fu Youhan’s eyes for less than two seconds.

After all, his Xixi is the notorious Dead Ghost, surely she also possessed extraordinary insight.

Fu Youhan directly climbed into Jiang Moxi’s room.

Their eyes met, Jiang Moxi’s gaze was cold and clear, devoid of any mundane smoke or emotional ripples.

It seemed like she had already perceived that Fu Youhan was outside the window just like that.

And Fu Youhan quickly looked over Jiang Moxi, seeing her in a loose nightgown, her long hair softly draping over her shoulders.

Her beautiful face was excessively pale, giving off a fragile vibe, and Fu Youhan felt a heart-wrenching pain.

At this moment, he just wanted to hold Jiang Moxi tightly in his arms, to truly feel her warmth and stabilize his heart that had been adrift for days.

But before he could step forward, Jiang Moxi spoke, "Leave through the corridor in two minutes, you can avoid all the guards."

Her tone was still calm and unruffled, as if all the love and entanglement with Fu Youhan had turned a new page.

But such a tone also deeply wounded Fu Youhan.

He swiftly stepped forward and pulled Jiang Moxi into a tight embrace, as if hoping to melt the iceberg in her heart with his own body warmth.

"Xixi, please don’t push me away. I have already explained about Wen You; I just regarded her as Dead Ghost to protect her. If I had known earlier that you are the real Dead Ghost, I would never have abandoned you at our wedding, nor would I have allowed anyone from Orion the chance to get close to you or hurt you..."

Fu Youhan almost buried his entire face in Jiang Moxi’s neck, his voice huskier than usual.

And Jiang Moxi could clearly feel something warm and wet, dripping and sliding down her neck.

Having truly loved, Jiang Moxi still couldn’t remain entirely indifferent.

She weakly closed her eyes, absorbing the familiar yet long-missed embrace.

When she opened her eyes again, the emotion in her gaze was no longer visible.

"Say what you need to and leave, and don’t come back in the future."

Her cold words abruptly pulled Fu Youhan back from his sorrow.

He gripped Jiang Moxi’s shoulders tightly, his voice urgent and anxious.

"Xixi, there’s never been anyone else between us, just some misunderstandings. We are still in love, just give me one more chance, please?"

He could sense that Jiang Moxi had truly made up her mind to withdraw from his life.

But he didn’t want to, nor could he let Jiang Moxi leave.

His love had just reached a passionate phase, they had not yet seen all the vicissitudes of the world together, nor had they achieved growing old together, how could he let her leave?

But Jiang Moxi quietly met Fu Youhan’s gaze, her voice and eyes nearly expressing a bone-chilling coldness.

"I gave you a chance, but what did I get in return? Being left alone at the wedding, ridiculed by everyone, and nearly losing my life due to multiple threats."

Bringing up the past, Jiang Moxi was unclear what it meant to Fu Youhan.

She only knew that she nearly risked her life for the dream wedding she wanted.

But in the end, that wedding turned into a lonely joke on her own.

Fu Youhan, time and again between Wen You and her, unhesitatingly chose Wen You.

Ultimately, because she wasn’t that important in Fu Youhan’s heart.

"That kind of collapse and despair, once is enough. So... don’t come looking for me in the future, and don’t appear in front of me ever again."

After Jiang Moxi said these words, she decisively pulled away the hand Fu Youhan was holding her shoulder with.

Hearing Jiang Moxi’s resolute words, Fu Youhan also realized the great harm he inflicted on her during the wedding day, perhaps driving Jiang Moxi to forever close her heart to him.

Letting go might be the best release for both of them.

But Fu Youhan couldn’t do it.

In a moment of painful reflection, his voice hoarse, he told Jiang Moxi: "Xixi, I know my actions have hurt you, but I won’t let go."

"Since you don’t want to see me, I’ll just stay away for now. But you must take good care of yourself, you’ve really lost a lot of weight recently..."

Fu Youhan said a lot, but Jiang Moxi did not respond.

And Fu Youhan could see the fatigue in her eyes...

Indeed.

Even after returning to the Feng Family’s Mansion, her surroundings didn’t seem so peaceful.

That Wei Su just earlier was an unstable factor, and the obsessed madman Feng Yu was also by her side.

With so many unhealed wounds on her body, having to deal with so many people and events, she must be exhausted every day.

If he could, Fu Youhan really wanted to take Jiang Moxi away right now, far from all these troubles, and let her recuperate in peace.

But right now, Fu Youhan knew that Jiang Moxi would not go with him.

Forcibly taking her away would only cause her distaste and intensify the conflicts between them.

So, after much consideration, Fu Youhan could only say: "Then I’ll be leaving first, you should lie down and rest."

Afterward, Fu Youhan left. With every step, he looked back three times, but Jiang Moxi didn’t spare him another glance and just lay down on the bed...

Fu Youhan walked out of the courtyard where Jiang Moxi lived, distraught, and ran right into patrolling bodyguards.

The struggle soon attracted other patrol teams, all converging towards where Fu Youhan was.

Feng Yu, who had plans to visit Jiang Moxi, noticed the commotion and ordered his butler, "Gather everyone in the yard."

Watching a man managing the attack from bodyguards with ease, Feng Yu’s eyes shimmered with a bloodthirsty look.

The butler was about to follow his command.

At that moment, the sound of porcelain breaking came from Jiang Moxi’s room.

Thus, Feng Yu, neglecting everything else, hurried with his butler into Jiang Moxi’s bedroom.

"Xixi, what’s wrong?"

Compared to Feng Yu’s concerned inquiry, Jiang Moxi’s expression remained largely unaltered.

She stood in front of the table, surrounded by pieces of a shattered porcelain bowl, with bird’s nest soup splattered all over the floor.

Quickly, Feng Yu realized why the porcelain bowl was overturned and dashed to the window to check.

He saw Fu Youhan had already broken free from the bodyguards and climbed over the front yard wall to escape.

Feng Yu slammed the window, frustrated and accusing Jiang Moxi, "Didn’t you cut ties with him? Why are you still protecting him!"

If it weren’t for Jiang Moxi overturning the porcelain bowl and diverting his, Feng Yu’s, attention, he would have gathered everyone in the yard sooner, and Fu Youhan would have been unable to escape.

Thus, Feng Yu believed that Jiang Moxi had deliberately smashed the bowl to shift his attention to protect Fu Youhan.

Feng Yu was irate, but Jiang Moxi coldly responded, "I just didn’t want to eat what Wei Su made. It has nothing to do with anyone else!"

"Wei Su made this?" Feng Yu glanced at the mess on the floor, the frown on his forehead deepening.

"If you don’t want her to die so soon, stop letting her get in my sight."

Feng Yu looked at Jiang Moxi and clearly saw the glaring hatred in the depths of her eyes.

So he had no choice but to back down, "I’ll make sure she stays out of your way."