novelraw Chapter 1013 - 22: She Finally Decides to Let Go...
Chapter 1013 - 22: She Finally Decides to Let Go...
When Ye Cheng’s tall figure was about to press down, a crisp ringing of a bell sounded untimely. It was like suddenly splashing him with cold water, instantly extinguishing his swelling desire.He looked down at the charming and beautiful woman beneath him, his pupils contracted fiercely.
What am I doing?
Damn!
Noticing the man was about to leave, Zimei hurriedly reached out to grab his wrist: "A Cheng, don’t go."
Ye Cheng’s lips pressed tightly, staring at the woman’s flushed face for a few seconds, then resolutely pulled his hand back.
When he got up, the phone ringing stopped, but soon it rang again.
Ye Cheng dressed while answering the phone: "Old Xi, what’s up?"
Zimei lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Feeling unusually pathetic.
She had proactively gotten into his bed, yet Ye Cheng still wouldn’t have her; this kind of pursuit felt so cheap.
Should this really continue?
If she left this man, would she definitely not live well? Who leaves whom, the world still turns.
At this moment, some thoughts she had never had before surged in Zimei’s mind.
Sometimes whether to give up really is just a matter of a single thought.
Finishing the call, Ye Cheng found Zimei had already sat up from the bed; her expression was too calm, too silent, making Ye Cheng slightly stunned.
Before, Zimei would surely pounce again to hold him.
But this time, she didn’t even glance at him, turned around, and left the bedroom.
Ye Cheng stood there, holding the phone, a little caught off guard.
Soon, he heard the door closing outside; everything in the room returned to silence.
Xi Nanfeng called to have him visit the injured Mo Qian. Therefore, after getting ready, Ye Cheng followed out the door.
Downstairs, he saw Zimei’s red Benz parked by the roadside, the woman silently smoking one cigarette after another in the driver’s seat.
Ye Cheng’s phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, quickly withdrew his gaze.
As he just turned around, his phone beeped, indicating a received message.
——Ye Cheng, I’ve decided to let you go and let myself go too. From now on, I won’t bother you anymore. I wish you... happiness.
Looking at the message on the phone, Ye Cheng’s mood became incredibly complex.
When Zimei finally let go freely, his heart suddenly felt empty, as if something was missing.
When he turned his head abruptly upon realizing, he found the red Benz had already started, driving out of the community.
Ye Cheng’s whole being seemed nailed to the spot, without even the strength to lift his foot.
...
Going back, Zimei got herself drunk.
The butler heard the sound of wine bottles shattering, hurriedly rushed into the bedroom to check, found Zimei lying motionless on the carpet, surrounded by several bottles of red wine, dark-red wine stains spread everywhere.
He remembered Zimei had returned less than twenty minutes ago; drinking so much wine, could her body handle it?
"Miss, Miss..." The butler anxiously tried to wake her up.
Zimei raised her face, still mumbling: "Wine... bring me another bottle..."
"You’ve already drunk too much; drinking more will cause alcohol poisoning." The butler advised with concern.
Afraid Zimei might move and touch the broken glass nearby, the butler hurriedly called the maids in, helping to move her to the bed.
Watching the woman’s beautiful face flush with drunkenness, half-covered by messy hair, lying on the pillow unconscious, the butler kept shaking his head.
Surely, Mr. Ye has hurt Miss’s heart again.
Three whole years have passed, why still can’t let go?