Chapter 81: Win Your Sympathy
Wen Jiao knew why Wei Shuqian came back.

He came to take revenge on himself.

Wen Jiao's heart was beating so fast that she couldn't breathe.

Her cheeks were also sore, and she spoke with difficulty, "That time... the person who kidnapped me to the warehouse, was it you?"

"Really smart." Wei Shuqian praised softly. He didn't even have a trace of disguise. He looked at Wen Jiao seriously, and his eyes were scrutinizing behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

He said, "Wen Jiao, what do you think I should do to you now that you are in my hands?"

"Wei Shuqian, you should thank me." Wen Jiao's voice was calm.

Wei Shuqian was so angry that he laughed, but his voice showed no emotion. "Thank you? Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for meeting someone as bad as me. From now on, you will know what kind of woman is really worthy of your love."

Before she finished her words, the smile on Wei Shugan's face had disappeared completely. His eyes were filled with bloodshot and he pinched Wen Jiao's neck even harder.

His expression gradually became paranoid and morbid. He murmured in a mocking voice, "Wen Jiao, you really have no conscience."

Wen Jiao listened calmly, and even felt that she should have a better attitude. It would be enough as long as she regarded this sentence as a compliment.

But the feeling of suffocation made her face red. She closed her eyes, but finally she couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the man away.

The two of them sat in a room filled with banknotes. The atmosphere was quiet and oppressive, to the point of making their hearts unbalanced.

Wen Jiao didn't dare to look at Wei Shuqian's expression. Her voice was dry. "You came to me to seek revenge on me?"

She didn't even ask him what he wanted to do, she just asked directly how he wanted to take revenge on her.

Wei Shuqian had his back to Wen Jiao and did not respond for a long time. After a long time, he finally turned around. His face was as cold as ice and his voice was also cold to the end, full of sarcasm. He said, "Wen Jiao, so you also know that you have let me down."

Even Wen Jiao, who was such a heartless person, couldn't hold back and shed tears.

The tears reacted faster than her reason, and there was no time to hold them back. They just fell straight down like an exclamation mark.

Wei Shuqian obviously didn't expect Wen Jiao to cry, and there was a crack in the cold expression on his face.

He said, "Wen Jiao, why are you crying?"

Yes, Wen Jiao, why are you crying?

Wen Jiao's eyes were red and her smile was bleak. She said, "I don't know if it will be of any use to try to gain your sympathy."

Wei Shuqian sneered. He looked at Wen Jiao who was wiping her tears as if nothing had happened. A coldness filled the air around him. He stared at her, not wanting to miss any expression on her face.

His voice became colder and colder, and he said, "Do you have any hardship? Wen Jiao, do you have any hardship about what happened back then?"

It is a temptation, but also the final mercy.

"Which one are you referring to?" Wen Jiao asked calmly.

Wei Shuqian looked at her coldly, "Any one of them."

Wen Jiao smiled, just like the selfish and conscienceless smile that Wei Shuqian saw when he woke up from his sleep in many unspeakable midnight dreams.

He really wanted to strangle her to death.

Wen Jiao said: "I, Wen Jiao, never regret anything I do, and I have no hardship. Wei Shuqian, I was just tired of playing around."

Wei Shugan's expression was filled with anger, and Wen Jiao knew that he must be mad with rage.

But those things happened so long ago, and by now, everyone should have moved on, right?
Wen Jiao never believed in excuses or difficulties. She admitted what she did, no matter what the cost.

Wei Shuqian didn't know what he was thinking about, and the hostility in his eyes gradually dissipated.

He lowered his eyes, his expression calm, and suddenly he showed a faint smile. He said: "It's a pity that the game has just begun. You are tired of playing, but I am not, so it is not your turn to stop." Wei Shuqian stood up and walked step by step to Wen Jiao.

He bent down and looked straight at Wen Jiao's face, which was trying hard to suppress panic. The latter looked calm, but his hands were tightly clenching the bed sheets until his knuckles turned white.

Wen Jiao heard him say, "Wen Jiao, I want to marry you."

The calmness on Wen Jiao's face was completely replaced by shock.

She whispered helplessly: "Wei Shuqian, you lunatic"

The same night, Repulse Bay Villa District.

Li Siheng came over at night. Su Youxue was wearing thin pajamas. When she saw the man come in, she ran to the door in surprise and took his arm.

"Mr. Li, it's raining outside, why are you here?"

Li Siheng stood there, looking at Su Youxue's round almond eyes under the dim light.

Many things are like flowers in the fog and cannot be seen clearly. Only when they are so close yet so far away can they be felt moving.

Li Siheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Youxue's ignorant look.

Wang Dan'an was indeed good at giving gifts, and this gift hit his pain point.

Li Siheng touched Su Youxue's face and said, "Why are you standing at the door at night instead of sleeping?"

Su Youxue's eyes became more romantic, and she said innocently: "I missed Mr. Li, so I sat downstairs alone. Mr. Li, I heard something."

"What's the matter?" Li Siheng let Su Youxue pull him inside.

The sofa sank, and the man pinched his brows with a look of slight fatigue on his face.

Su Youxue's eyes were somewhat obsessed.

She really didn't expect that one day she would become Li Siheng's favorite.

There are so many beauties in the entertainment industry. She is not the youngest nor the most beautiful, but it was she who came to Li Siheng.

Su Youxue felt weak in the heart, and she leaned her head on the man's shoulder, whispering softly, "I heard from Mr. Wang that you plan to let me go back to Hongshan in a while."

"You are Wang Dan'an's man and cannot stay in Fengcheng forever. Besides, this will not help your acting career." Li Siheng casually touched Su Youxue's hair, as if to comfort her.

He is really a perfect lover, but it’s a pity that he doesn’t seem to care about me enough.

"But." Su Youxue said aggrievedly, "I don't care about my acting career, Mr. Li, I just want to stay with you forever."

Li Siheng's hand, which was stroking Su Youxue's hair, paused slightly.

His peach blossom eyes were light and unclear, and his tone was gentle and indifferent: "No one can always be with anyone, Miss Su, all I can give you are resources."

Su Youxue's heart sank.

She raised her face and looked at Li Siheng unwillingly, "Then Mr. Li doesn't want to take anything from me?"

"for example?"

"For example, my body." Su Youxue's face flushed. She raised her arms and gently hooked them around Li Siheng's shoulders. Her eyes were bright and moving with expectation. "Mr. Li, you can have me."

Li Siheng just looked at her, his eyes were too calm, without any lust.

Su Youxue was unwilling, so she gritted her teeth and wanted to stand up and kiss him.

But Li Siheng's cell phone rang, and the person on the other end said something. The man's face changed, he brushed her arm away, stood up and prepared to leave.