She Wants to Divorce Me

Chapter 74

When Chang Yu woke up, she found herself in bed, with Ji Yaoguang nowhere to be seen. Her heart instantly filled with panic. Where had she gone? Had she woken up? Hastily throwing off the covers, she was about to search everywhere when the creaking sound of a door opening caught her attention. A smiling face entered her field of vision. Her heart, filled with anxiety and worry, suddenly calmed down. Chang Yu rubbed her slightly swollen head and sat back on the bed, smiling at Ji Yaoguang. But as she smiled, tears began to flow. These few days had felt like years; who knew the torment in her heart?

After a long silence, Chang Yu wiped her eyes and said chokingly, "I'll call the doctor."

"I'm fine," Ji Yaoguang said, walking lightly to Chang Yu's side and examining her arm. In the moment before losing consciousness, she had seen the spreading blood. Slowly rolling up the wide sleeve, white bandages were wrapped around the arm. She drew in a sharp breath. Her hand gently caressed the wound, tears shimmering in her eyes as she asked softly, "Does it hurt?" She had been immersed in that long dream, resolving the knot in her heart that had troubled her for so long, but her Chang Yu had grown so haggard waiting alone.

"It doesn't hurt," Chang Yu grasped Ji Yaoguang's hand in return. Her other hand slowly traced Ji Yaoguang's face, her soft fingertips gently wiping the corner of her eye. After a while, she added, "But Ji Yaoguang, my heart aches." How she feared that the person sleeping might suddenly never wake up, leaving her alone in this world. Memories of the past flashed through her mind like a lantern show. She remembered her parents, taken by a car accident, bidding their final farewell in the cold hospital. She also remembered her gradually aging grandfather, finally closing his eyes forever on the hospital bed. How she despised this place; it brought not happiness, but eternal partings. The tears that had just subsided welled up again upon seeing Ji Yaoguang. She held Ji Yaoguang tightly in her arms, fearing that if she let go, she would disappear from sight. "Where did you go? For a moment, I thought you had vanished, that you were going to abandon me."

"I went to handle the discharge procedures. Let's go home," Ji Yaoguang blinked and added, "Now you know how I felt when I woke up and couldn't find you after you left back then? Panic and despair intertwined, I even despised my own helplessness."

"I'm sorry, it was me—"

"Shh," Ji Yaoguang struggled out of Chang Yu's embrace. She raised her finger to her lips, interrupting Chang Yu's impending words, "There's no need for apologies between us. Don't leave, and I won't leave either." If time hadn't reversed, if she hadn't been reborn, would she and Chang Yu have had a good outcome? This thought suddenly flashed through her mind, but was dispelled a moment later. None of that mattered anymore. Whether it was the past or the future, at least Chang Yu was in her arms now. The old man at the Moon Goddess Temple had dispelled all the unease and anxiety in her heart, and that dream had shown her a self in what could be considered another world, still able to pursue that completeness. This was enough.

When they were discharged, somehow the news had leaked, and a large crowd of reporters and fans gathered at the entrance. Ji Kaiyang and Bian Yuting walked in front, blocking the clicking cameras, their cold faces full of solemnity. After recovering from a serious illness, the media's attention remained focused on their future path and the punishment of the wrongdoers, with only occasional mentions of Ji and Chang's marriage.

Sheng Tang Era was considered Chang Yu and Ji Yaoguang's former employer, but after the Ji family entered the entertainment industry, it was only natural for them to move to Beidou. However, recently, Sheng Tang's upper management had been in chaos, with even some unfavorable rumors of tax evasion causing many investors to withdraw funding from Sheng Tang's film projects. It was obvious who was pushing things behind the scenes.

—Is it because Sheng Tang Era strongly supported Miss An that Beidou has taken action?

—The eternal relationship in the market is competition.

—I heard the assailants who harmed Miss Ji and Miss Chang were instructed by someone. How do you plan to deal with the mastermind behind this?

—Repay kindness with kindness, repay enmity with justice.

—After this frightening experience, will you two continue in the entertainment industry?

—Would you quit your job after tripping once?

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The reporters had many questions. Ji Kaiyang, walking in front, chose to answer a few, his words carefully measured. Bian Yuting's voice, on the other hand, sounded unrestrained and mocking, as if she had never taken these reporters seriously. The two main subjects of media attention remained silent, following behind until they got into the black sedan. Where there is conflict, there are eternal topics. Unable to get information from one side, they turned their attention to the other side of the conflict. It was said that An Muyu had been detained by the police, but Sheng Tang's building still stood tall, though swaying in the strong wind.

Chang Yu didn't hide from Ji Yaoguang the incident of seeing An Muyu at the hospital. She recounted the entire conversation, and seeing Ji Yaoguang frown, she asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy that I saw her?"

"I am unhappy, but it's fine now. She's getting what she deserves. I can only say it serves her right," Ji Yaoguang smiled, but her mind was on something else. In the information revealed by the master back then, it wasn't just her who retained memories of those three years due to strong obsession. Judging from An Muyu's words and actions, she was likely also one of those caught in fate's web, though unfortunately, it was a karmic connection that made everyone uncomfortable. While sighing, she also felt somewhat fortunate. She dared not imagine what would have happened between her and Chang Yu if she didn't have those three years of memories, if she hadn't changed her temperament and behavior. The joy of regaining what was lost only now fully enveloped her.

"I need to return to H City to handle some matters. You two stay in S City to recuperate for a while," Ji Kaiyang's voice sounded, seemingly out of place. Looking at the two embracing in the living room, they clearly hadn't taken his presence into account. Now that everything was clear, the smile on his face was faint, the heaviness gone from his brow. "Repaying enmity with justice is probably impossible. Since they acted this way, we naturally have to return it tenfold." As a businessman, he sought to gain the maximum benefit. Originally, there was a competitive relationship with Sheng Tang Era, with various attempts to recruit and poach talent. Jiang Shoufang might have some abilities, but his sons were all incompetent. With a little temptation, they sold their shares for immediate benefits.

"Have a safe journey, brother. I won't see you off," Ji Yaoguang chuckled, curling up in Chang Yu's arms and waving to Ji Kaiyang. "If you have time, go check on my Siren at Su Ci's place. I haven't seen it in a while and miss it quite a bit."

Her selfie skills hadn't improved. Without Siren to complement her, she felt unsatisfied with every photo she took. Finally, she reluctantly chose one to post on Weibo, without any text, just a photo of the two of them cuddling, announcing to the world that they were back. The previously worried fans seemed to have taken a reassuring pill. As their concerns gradually dissipated, they started to joke around.

—I see Teacher Ji is avoiding pressing on Teacher Chang's arm. Is it because the wound hasn't healed? So the question is...

—I'm on Team Ji Top! This question doesn't exist.

—Wow, Miss Ji's shy expression doesn't look like a top at all! My Teacher Chang's aura is 180cm tall. I don't care, I'm on Team Chang Top.

—But Teacher Chang's hand, she probably can't top...

Scrolling through the Weibo comments, Ji Yaoguang was secretly laughing. After a while, she put down her phone and turned to gaze at Chang Yu's face.

"Have you finally discovered that I'm more attractive than your phone?" Chang Yu lowered her eyelashes and snorted lightly.

"I look at my phone only to see your reflection," Ji Yaoguang replied with a smile. Her restless hands encircled Chang Yu's waist, which was already thin and had become even more haggard and emaciated in recent days from taking care of her. Kissing Chang Yu's cheek, Ji Yaoguang whispered in her ear, "The fans on Weibo are debating the top/bottom question. Teacher Chang, I also want to ask if your hand is okay?"

Chang Yu's gaze deepened, and she replied leisurely, "Don't you know whether it's okay or not?"

"What if your hand leaves a scar?" Ji Yaoguang changed the subject, her eyes darting around. She gently poked Chang Yu's arm, saying worriedly.

"Even if it leaves a scar, does that mean I can't top you?" Chang Yu teased. Seeing Ji Yaoguang's earlobe turn red, she felt her heart flutter like it was being tickled by a feather. She practically spoke into Ji Yaoguang's earlobe, "Removing a scar shouldn't be a difficult thing. Even if it remains, it doesn't matter. At worst, I won't expose my arm when filming. If a director minds this scar and won't let me act, I can always work behind the scenes. I had that idea when opening the studio. In short, there are hundreds of ways to solve problems, so why worry too much?"

"You're right," Ji Yaoguang said with a soft laugh.

However, on the day she accompanied Chang Yu to have the stitches removed, Ji Yaoguang still cried. The tears hanging on her eyelashes seemed as if she was bearing that pain herself. Wiping her tears messily, when the doctor asked her to leave, she insisted on staying to watch. The long scar looked like an ugly caterpillar. If it weren't for blocking that knife for her, how could Chang Yu have received such an injury? This cry seemed to release years of pent-up tears. Even in the car, she was still clutching Chang Yu and sobbing softly. Tears wet her eyelashes and eventually soaked Chang Yu's clothes. Chang Yu's hand slowly slid down Ji Yaoguang's back, saying somewhat amusedly, "Like a child. How much longer are you going to cry?"

"Can't I feel pain?" Ji Yaoguang suddenly looked up and glared at Chang Yu, like a fierce, flailing little beast. "How can you not take this to heart at all? What if that knife had stabbed somewhere else? What if something had happened to you, what would I do?"

"Isn't everything fine now?" Chang Yu kissed Ji Yaoguang, responding somewhat resentfully, "You were lying in bed without any movement. I was the one who couldn't eat or sleep for days."

"I don't care, you need to comfort me," Ji Yaoguang said coquettishly in Chang Yu's arms.

The low murmurs in the car created an atmosphere of intense intimacy, while the black sedan sped along the road, heading towards home.

Everything now couldn't be better.