She Wants to Divorce Me

Chapter 67

When Chang Yu returned, Ji Yaoguang was texting Ji Kaiyang. Upon hearing movement, she immediately stood up, and even Siren, who was running about, straightened up and stared at the door, looking like a cat spirit. Ji Yaoguang's face was beaming with a joyful smile. Chang Yu was still changing shoes in the entryway when Ji Yaoguang, unable to contain herself, waved her hand and said with a smile, "I told Ji Kaiyang, and he said we should enjoy ourselves. He'll handle any follow-up matters. I've already booked the flight tickets for tomorrow. What do you think?"

Chang Yu gazed intently at Ji Yaoguang's face, a silent sigh escaping from the corner of her lips. She nodded slightly and said, "Mm."

Ji Yaoguang's perception was undoubtedly keen. From this simple syllable, she sensed the change in Chang Yu's mood. Her smile froze on her face, and she tentatively asked, "You don't seem very happy. Did something happen at work? Or am I being too hasty?" She deliberately tried to soften her tensed muscles, but it had little effect. Even her renewed smile seemed forced.

"I'm not unhappy," Chang Yu stepped forward, reaching out to ruffle Ji Yaoguang's long hair. She chuckled lightly, "Have you packed your luggage? What time is the flight tomorrow?"

"Eleven in the morning," Ji Yaoguang replied, then after a moment exclaimed, "Oh! I haven't packed anything yet. Come help me. What should we bring?" Siren kept meowing around their feet, seemingly aware that its pitiful self was about to be left behind again, even extending its paw to tug at Ji Yaoguang's trouser leg. Bending down to pick up the increasingly plump Siren, Ji Yaoguang flicked its forehead gently with her finger, saying, "Don't fuss. I'll bring you something tasty when I return." With that, she let go, watching the satisfied Siren scurry off to a corner, its fattened body now as soft as water.

As Ji Yaoguang turned her back to Chang Yu, her smile became playful, mixed with a hint of ambiguity. Changing the topic didn't mean she had forgotten what happened earlier. Chang Yu's aura clearly told her something had occurred, something that made her feel troubled and hesitant. While Chang Yu was showering, Ji Yaoguang crouched in the room, methodically packing the suitcase. There weren't many items to carry, as they were going on a pilgrimage tour. Many cosmetic bottles and jars seemed more like a burden. Her fingertips slowly traced the creases of the clothes. Ji Yaoguang clearly heard the door open, followed by the "buzz buzz buzz" of the hair dryer.

Would this trip be delayed due to something? What did Chang Yu's hesitant expression mean? What was making her somewhat unhappy? As Ji Yaoguang pondered these questions, she didn't notice Chang Yu, who had dried her hair, walk to her side, taking out some miscellaneous items from the suitcase and tossing them aside, saying softly, "We don't need to bring these either."

Ji Yaoguang's sudden turn caused her lips to brush against Chang Yu's cheek. She watched as Chang Yu, startled by this unexpected move, fell back onto the clean floor, her eyes flickering with a mysterious light. Chang Yu's hands were propped on either side of her body, her head slightly lowered. The collar of her nightgown opened slightly due to this movement, revealing her delicate collarbone and further down—Ji Yaoguang averted her gaze. She slowly stood up, pinching her slightly numb legs, and extended a hand towards Chang Yu.

Chang Yu glared at Ji Yaoguang, brushing her hair behind her ear, seemingly to hide the blush on her face. She covered her mouth with her hand, coughing lightly to disguise it, and after a while muttered softly, "You're strange." Perhaps it was she herself who was strange, not Ji Yaoguang. The gaze falling on her was like a burning flame. Bathed in this gaze, she felt as if she would be burned to ashes. Pulling her robe tighter, Chang Yu felt an intense heat all over her body. They hadn't been drinking, yet a hazy drunkenness seemed to brew in the room.

"I feel like you're hiding something from me," Ji Yaoguang tilted her head and smiled lightly. She blinked, her expression seemingly innocent, but the aggression in her eyes was undisguised. The surging emotions threatened not only to engulf her but to drag Chang Yu down with her. In the silence, her heart slowly sank to the bottom, yet she forced herself to ask in a light tone, "Don't tell me we can't fly anymore."

"What nonsense are you thinking?" Chang Yu glanced at her reproachfully, opening her arms to hug her. "We've already started packing. How can we change our minds midway? I've promised you, and I'll definitely keep my word."

"But your eyes tell me otherwise," Ji Yaoguang pushed Chang Yu away, carefully examining her face. "Can you tell me what's troubling you?"

"There is indeed one thing," Chang Yu didn't want to hide it anymore and frankly said, "M Magazine sent an invitation for next week. I declined it."

Ji Yaoguang, being in the industry, naturally understood what M Magazine meant. She stared at Chang Yu in surprise, seemingly unable to believe she would give up this opportunity. The room fell into a stagnant atmosphere. After a while, Ji Yaoguang finally managed a wry smile and said softly, "I can change the booking and postpone the trip."

"Is that what you really think?" Chang Yu raised an eyebrow and asked in return. The smile on her face looked fake no matter how you looked at it, and her eyes suddenly turned fierce, as if she would devour Ji Yaoguang alive if the schedule changed.

"Of course not," Ji Yaoguang's voice was frank and quick this time. "Logically, I should step back and give you time to finish this shoot, after all, we can travel anytime. But in reality, I don't want to give in, not even by an hour. Does this decision make you unhappy? Do you think I'm being too willful?"

"No," Chang Yu laughed lightly, "I won't let you compromise. Tomorrow is tomorrow, not even a second later. As for M Magazine, it's not important."

"The fact that you're giving way on work matters makes me very happy," Happy enough to want to pick up Chang Yu and spin her around. She knew she had the capital to be willful, and constant yielding wouldn't bring any benefits to their relationship. In the end, not only Chang Yu but also herself would be exhausted. Her voice was frank and sincere as she gazed at Chang Yu's face and continued, "I hope the thing you've decided to give up won't become an obstacle on our journey. I think we should enjoy ourselves." This was her sincere wish, and also a request to Chang Yu as her partner. If they kept thinking about the M Magazine issue from time to time, how could they be happy?

Chang Yu smiled slightly and said, "Of course."

"Now that we've discussed this matter, then—" Ji Yaoguang's eyes darkened. Her mind was always active, switching topics in an instant. Chang Yu, fresh from her bath, carried a faint fragrance. Her moist eyes and her vivid red lips constantly tugged at Ji Yaoguang's heart. Initially, she could force herself to focus on another more important matter, but now, with all concerns dissipated, she was enchanted by Chang Yu's coolness mixed with a hint of sexiness. She didn't finish her sentence, nor did she intend to continue. Her actions already expressed her thoughts. The palm she slipped under Chang Yu's clothes and placed on her waist was slightly warm, though it was unclear whose burning temperature it was.

The half-packed suitcase was now forgotten. Behind them was the soft bed, everything seeming to hint at the imminent romance and intimacy. Chang Yu licked her lips, at this moment any movement would only become a hint and enticement. Ji Yaoguang tilted her head and smiled, the hand on Chang Yu's waist beginning to move restlessly. Her sharp gaze was like a blade cutting through all concealment, revealing only the jade-like skin before her eyes.

Chang Yu kissed Ji Yaoguang first. As Ji Yaoguang's hand moved restlessly, the suppressed desire was awakened. The cool expression retreated, replaced by eyes tinged with lust, a hint of bewitchment, a touch of allure. Chang Yu seemed indifferent, as if nothing mattered to her, but in many instances, she was aggressive, eager to take control. As their tongues intertwined, sharp teeth gently ground against tender lips until a taste of blood was detected. Ji Yaoguang, naturally unwilling to be outdone, embraced Chang Yu and fell towards the soft bed beside them, pressing her underneath.

Spring nights pass all too quickly.

When the glaring sunlight pierced through the curtains and into her eyes, Ji Yaoguang extended her slightly sore hand to block it. Her newly awakened mind was like a rusty machine until the sound of running water brought her suddenly out of her hazy state. Turning her head to look at the clock, she scratched her messy hair and abruptly sat up from under the covers. The clothes were neatly folded to one side, and the previously open suitcase had been packed and placed nearby.

Chang Yu wore a simple hoodie, her long hair casually tied into a ponytail, exuding an air of youthfulness. Ji Yaoguang hurriedly dressed, afraid that Chang Yu would grow impatient, constantly muttering, "Why didn't you wake me up?" Her voice was dry and hoarse, somewhat uncomfortable. Just as this thought crossed Ji Yaoguang's mind, a cup of warm water appeared before her eyes.

"No need to rush, we'll make it to the flight," Chang Yu chuckled.

Ji Yaoguang took a sip, her movements gradually slowing down. Just as she was wondering what to wear, Chang Yu had already taken out another hoodie from the wardrobe—a matching couple's set. It had been years since they had worn matching outfits. Walking down the street like this would be an ostentatious display of affection—

"When did you buy these?"

Chang Yu blinked and said, "When you didn't know."