Couldn’t Get and Have Lost (2)
“Are you threatening me?” Shan Yatong listened to the woman’s threat on the other end of the phone. “You can do whatever you want. Woman, I should have told you a long time ago that I hate being threatened the most. If you don’t want face, I can draw a few cuts for you.”
He closed the phone cover and threw it to Yang Jun. He said in an annoyed tone, “Either you change my phone, or you can change my phone card.” Shan Yatong didn’t expect this woman to use her past to threaten him. What a joke. What could this threat do to him? If it was the old Shan Yatong, he might have compromised. However, he wasn’t the original Shan Yatong to begin with. A woman like her had to pay a price for her choice. This price wasn’t to be taken away by others but to be paid by herself.
Yang Jun saw that Shan Yatong was vehemently displeased and didn’t dare to say anything. He nodded. “I’ll change your phone card tonight.” Ignoring the cold sweat on his back, Yang Jun couldn’t help but sigh in his heart. This guy was so angry that he didn’t throw things or curse people, but he still made people feel terrible. He really didn’t know where a child from an orphanage got such terrifying pressure.
Lu Fan saw how the two were getting along in the rearview mirror. They looked just like the former him and Jing Anjue. The only difference was that he was much more reliable than Yang Jun. If it was Jing Anjue, Yang Jun would have been kicked away long ago.
The charity gala wasn’t organized by a single company. Instead, it was organized by several media outlets. As a result, the celebrities who were present were either famous or small and transparent. It was already a common occurrence in the industry to advertise themselves through charity.
When Xiao Qishen appeared, he had slain a lot of films. As he gracefully greeted the artists and media, he lowered his voice and asked Xie Xun, “Is Yatong not here yet?”
Xie Xun felt powerless toward someone who had fallen into a one-sided relationship. He maintained the demeanor of a gold-plated manager, “He hasn’t arrived yet. Just now, Lu Fan sent a message that the traffic was blocked and he will be arriving soon.”
Heavenly King Xiao nodded and turned around to chat with the boss of a certain company. However, he would constantly glance at the entrance from his periphery. It made Xie Xun, who was following behind him, feel helpless again. He couldn’t help but want to ask the sky: When would Xiao Qishen be suitable to act as a bitter lover? Was this person still that flowery fox? Still? Moreover, he was secretly in love with a heartless fox. He didn’t know what would happen to the two in the future. Thinking of Shan Yatong’s smiling but distant appearance, he couldn’t help but feel even more powerless. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Heavenly King Xiao would be heartbroken.
Xiao Qishen leaned against a corner and waited for Shan Yatong to appear.
However, what was waiting for him wasn’t Shan Yatong, but his good brother, Xiao Chengyu, who was holding a glass of champagne. He didn’t have many expressions on his face. He just looked at him mockingly.
“Who are you waiting for?” Xiao Chengyu shook the champagne. “I really didn’t expect our Xiao family’s Second Young Master to like a man.” Xiao Chengyu’s smile became even more sarcastic. “I expect you to grow old with him.”
“Do you want me to say thank you, dear brother?” Xiao Qishen sneered. “What, do you think you have no weakness just because the man you like is dead?” There was a wave of indescribable anger in Xiao Qishen’s tone. It was unknown whether it was for him or the dead person.
Xiao Chengyu growled, “Shut up!” His expressionless face had turned sinister. “Xiao Zimo, don’t mention him in front of me. No one should mention him.”
That person was the most painful memory in his heart. He didn’t want to hear what had happened to him. He didn’t want to see someone similar to him. The pain, guilt, and hatred that was buried in his heart slowly burned his rationality. He didn’t even know that the wine glass in his hand had cracked and scratched his palm. “No one… can’t use such a tone to say that about him.” He was still in love. The man he wanted to forget was still deeply loved in his heart. He couldn’t accept anyone who would use a casual tone to mention him.
It was ironic. Xiao Chengyu reached out to cover his eyes and didn’t want the pain in his eyes to be seen by the person standing opposite him. How could he have used that woman to destroy his existence? In the end, he had disappeared, but he had fallen into an abyss of regret.
He couldn’t get it; he had already lost it. Why did the two most painful feelings in the world all make him feel it? Xiao Chengyu looked at the dark red in his palm. That person must have died without bleeding. The medicine he provided for that woman could make people die silently and peacefully as if they were in a sweet dream.
“Heavens, Chengyu, your hand is injured,” the woman’s exclamation made Xiao Chengyu walk out of his memories. He looked at the woman in the exquisite evening dress. This woman was his wife, his choice.
Xiao Qishen looked at the blood in Xiao Chengyu’s palm. He lowered his eyes to obscure the reflection in his eyes. Jing Anjue… He turned his head and saw the young man wearing a white suit. He looked like a well-dressed prince walking into this complicated world.
Xiao Qishen’s feet seemed to have lost control as if he couldn’t help but walk toward him. Without the slightest hesitation, he walked straight towards him.