Flawless Metropolitan Divine Emperor

Chapter 0047 – So unfortunate after all

"Heh heh." Zhu Bajie let out a dry laugh and continued, "It's no surprise you have nothing to say now. After all, we're no longer on the same path."

"But there's something I must share with you." Zhu Bajie's eyes gleamed with a sinister smile. "Xiao Wanjun is really something—so fresh and tender. The best part is, she's still a virgin. I really hit the jackpot. You wouldn't believe it, but on our first night, I had her three times. I was exhausted. If I had more energy, I could've gone a few more rounds."

Boom!

His words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving everyone stunned.

Especially Xiao Wanjun, who felt as if she had been slapped in front of everyone. Her face turned crimson, but she had nothing to say.

Zhu Bajie was truly vicious, saying such things in public without any regard for Xiao Wanjun's dignity.

Cheng Shaoqing looked worriedly at Jiang Feng, fearing he might not be able to handle it or would fly into a rage and confront Zhu Bajie.

But Jiang Feng was surprisingly calm, showing no signs of anger.

Zhu Bajie sneered, staring at Jiang Feng, eager to see how he would respond this time.

"Really? What a pity. You should've invited me along. I could've watched and even clapped at the exciting parts, cheering you on to make it even more enjoyable," Jiang Feng said regretfully.

This...

Everyone was even more stunned. They hadn't expected Jiang Feng to respond like this.

With this, he had completely severed any ties with Xiao Wanjun. They were now strangers.

In fact, from the moment Xiao Wanjun mentioned breaking up, Jiang Feng no longer had any feelings for her.

Now, Xiao Wanjun was just a stranger to Jiang Feng, someone he wouldn't feel anything for.

So he said whatever he wanted without any reservations.

Xiao Wanjun bit her lip, a trace of blood seeping out, and tears trickled down her cheeks.

It was too late to say anything now. She had no one to blame but herself for her misfortunes and missed opportunities...

"Fine." Zhu Bajie gritted his teeth and glared, "Next time, I'll definitely invite you to watch."

He had thought this would humiliate Jiang Feng, but Jiang Feng didn't care at all.

"I'm looking forward to your performance," Jiang Feng said with a faint smile.

"Oh, and I heard you're going to have a match with Yue Feishan from Qiangsheng Martial Arts Academy in three days. I'll be there to cheer you on," Zhu Bajie said with a dark expression.

"Great, with your support, I'm even more confident of winning," Jiang Feng replied with the same faint smile.

Zhu Bajie's nose twitched, his eyes narrowing to slits. Jiang Feng was truly a tough nut to crack, impervious to threats or flattery.

But he wasn't in a hurry. One day, he would make Jiang Feng kneel before him and repay those slaps.

"Hmph, let's go." Zhu Bajie snorted coldly, dragging Xiao Wanjun away.

Zhu Bajie's hatred for Jiang Feng deepened, wishing he could kill him right now. But he knew Jiang Feng was formidable, so he had to hold back.

"Hmph, Jiang Feng, just wait. I have a new idea. Let's see if you can still attend the class reunion..." Zhu Bajie suddenly laughed coldly, his face full of malice.

...

After Zhu Bajie and Xiao Wanjun left, Cheng Shaoqing finally spoke, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be? We're here, eating and drinking well," Jiang Feng replied.

"Um, can I ask you a question?" Cheng Shaoqing asked again.

"Go ahead, no need to be polite with me. Ask whatever you want," Jiang Feng said with a smile.

Cheng Shaoqing took a sip of wine, as if gathering courage, and said, "Do you really not care that Xiao Wanjun broke up with you and went to Zhu Bajie?"

"Heh." Jiang Feng chuckled. He had expected Cheng Shaoqing to ask this.

"About that, to be honest, when she first mentioned breaking up, I was a bit hurt. But I quickly got over it. If I don't have the strength to keep her now, why force it?"

"Besides, I'm no worse than her. Breaking up is her loss, her choice, and she should bear the consequences."

"And for such a materialistic woman, I have no fondness. No matter how good she was to me before, it can't overshadow her final choice."

"Love is about mutual giving. I don't owe her, and she doesn't owe me. We owe each other nothing, so why care?"

"So, her future has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Feng spoke calmly, with a faint smile, his bright eyes outshining the stars in the night sky.

Cheng Shaoqing was momentarily dazed.

Suddenly, she admired Jiang Feng's perspective.

She felt he was right. A man should be able to take things up and let them go.

"Let's leave the past behind. Cheers, Jiang Feng," Cheng Shaoqing raised her glass.

"Alright, let's drink to that," Jiang Feng agreed happily.

"Heh, today is the happiest day for me," Cheng Shaoqing said joyfully. "I hope every day can be this happy."

"As long as you want it, it will come true. A beautiful girl like you won't be left unhappy by the heavens," Jiang Feng said.

"Thanks for your kind words," Cheng Shaoqing replied.

"Let me toast you again, to thank you for taking me in," Jiang Feng said.

"Sure," Cheng Shaoqing didn't refuse.

They drank and chatted, gradually getting tipsy.

Cheng Shaoqing, who had never drunk so much, was already feeling dizzy. Her cheeks were flushed as she said, "Jiang Feng, do you want to hear my story?"

"As long as you're willing to tell, I'm willing to listen," Jiang Feng immediately agreed, regardless of appropriateness.

After taking another sip of wine, Cheng Shaoqing began, "Well, let me tell you. Actually, I'm quite pitiful, but I don't think of myself as a pitiful person. At least the heavens let me live.

I was happy until I was fifteen, with a happy family. But after fifteen, misfortune struck.

My father died in a sudden car accident, and my mother was so traumatized that she developed a mental illness.

Now, it's just me at home. My mother's condition is severe, so she's in a mental hospital. Fortunately, my father left enough money for us to live on.

But I'm not happy. Every Sunday, I visit my mother in the hospital, but her condition hasn't improved. She doesn't even recognize me now.

You know, every time my mother smiles foolishly at me, it hurts so much. I wish I could take her illness upon myself to share her pain.

But I can't. Sometimes I feel guilty and cry alone at night, but it's useless.

For years, I've lived in loneliness. Since meeting you, I've started to feel less lonely, gradually stepping out of the shadows.

I've even seen a beautiful future, felt the warmth and love between people.

For that, I really have to thank you, Jiang Feng."

By this point, Cheng Shaoqing was in tears, deeply saddened.

Her family's misfortune and years of loneliness made her cry uncontrollably in front of others.

It seemed like years of pent-up tears were pouring out, washing away her heavy heart.

Jiang Feng felt deep sympathy after hearing her story. He had never imagined Cheng Shaoqing had such a tragic past.

He had never seen her sad before.

Cheng Shaoqing always appeared cheerful and outgoing, never showing a hint of sadness.

For someone, especially a woman, to bear such pressure and still appear so strong was truly remarkable.

Jiang Feng stood up, walked to Cheng Shaoqing, and said, "Cry, let it all out."

Suddenly, Cheng Shaoqing stood up and hugged Jiang Feng, crying on his shoulder.

Her loud cries attracted many onlookers.

People didn't know the reason, thinking it was just a couple having a quarrel.

Jiang Feng reached out to pat her back, but his hand hovered in the air for a long time before finally landing gently.

"With me here, you won't be lonely anymore," Jiang Feng said softly.

"Mm-hmm," Cheng Shaoqing nodded repeatedly.

They hugged for a long time, not knowing when they finally let go...

By the time they returned home, it was very late.

Standing in front of their respective doors, Cheng Shaoqing looked down, fiddling with her clothes.

Jiang Feng scratched his head, the atmosphere awkward.

Finally, Cheng Shaoqing spoke first, "Thank you for your shoulder today."

"No need to thank me. Whenever you need it, just come to me. My shoulders are always broad," Jiang Feng said.

"Mm, it's a promise," Cheng Shaoqing said, then ran into her room. As she closed the door, Jiang Feng saw her flushed face, glowing in the dim room.

At that moment, Cheng Shaoqing looked like a celestial maiden, indescribably beautiful.

Jiang Feng was momentarily entranced, then shook his head, trying to clear her image from his mind.

"What's wrong with me? Ever since becoming mortal, my self-control has weakened," Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

Behind the door, Cheng Shaoqing clutched her chest, breathing heavily, and touched her hot cheeks.

"Could it be..." Cheng Shaoqing paused, not daring to continue.

"Sigh, maybe I'm overthinking," she said dejectedly.

"Forget it, let nature take its course."

Cheng Shaoqing calmed herself, then lay down on her bed, feeling dazed.

The alcohol hadn't worn off, and her eyes soon grew heavy.

As she drifted to sleep, she seemed to see Jiang Feng in white robes, floating in the clouds of a celestial mountain, beckoning her to come closer.

She ran towards him, but no matter how she ran, he remained distant, yet somehow close.

It was all an illusion, yet it felt so real...