Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 839 - 842: Jingru and Wuqing’s Joyful Union 1

"Luo Xi, in your heart, am I utterly worthless, or not even worth using?"

She opened her eyes in confusion, "What exactly do you want? You’re upset if I use you, and you’re still like this when I don’t!"

What did he want her to do to make him satisfied?

The next second, the man roared, "I f*cking wish it was me you were scheming against and using, not my brother!"

People are just so despicable, and he was no exception!

He felt disgruntled, no matter what, just disgruntled!

Yan Fengchi gave her one last deep look, his words sharp like thorns, then turned and walked away with big strides.

There was only one thought in his mind - not wanting to continue staying here. What was the point of staying here? Everything was just ironic!

Don’t go.

Don’t go.

Luo Xi’s whole body staggered, weakened by the high fever, collapsing to one side, feeling as if she were stepping on cotton. She tried hard to maintain her balance, silently biting down on those three words in her heart.

But the other person was no longer listening to the call in her heart.

Luo Xi weakly watched the man who had been entangled with her for so long. His retreating figure was filled with desolation, getting further and further away, more and more blurred.

In that instant, she felt it wasn’t his figure that was getting more distant but his heart.

She felt a sense of emptiness all at once.

"Abandonment", a word she never cared about before, crept into her dictionary.

She slowly closed her eyes, letting the tears flow freely.

This love that she had strenuously rejected, she couldn’t escape it after all, could she?

It was a pity that by the time she realized it, he had already walked far away!

Unable to lower her pride like Chenxing, her pride and dignity wouldn’t allow her to shout a word of retention at this moment. Luo Xi could only clutch her hands tightly, tighter and tighter, helplessly watching his heart drift away, silently mourning in her heart without being able to do anything.

She didn’t know how much time had passed.

Her face became moist, as if the sky had started a light drizzle.

She walked slowly, returning to her room, depleted. She didn’t know how she had made it to the bed, only that once she collapsed onto the Simmons, she lost all consciousness.

In a daze, she had many dreams.

Dreams filled with the satisfaction of avenged grudges, the dawning realization of incoming love, laughter, tears, pain, and bitterness...

The high fever persisted for many days.

And showed no signs of improvement.

When she finally fully awoke, they had already returned to City E. That was seven days later, and she heard that the issue with Miyai was still unresolved. This thorny problem had troubled Gu Shaocheng for a good half a month before the storm passed. But that was a story for later.

At this moment, sitting in the bride’s room, she shook her head slightly, looking at herself in the mirror, she seemed to have lost a great deal of weight.

Today was Wen Jingru and Bai Wuqing’s wedding day.

All problems were momentarily set aside, with the focus solely on the wedding. Luo Xi was fortunate enough to be a bridesmaid, but the bridesmaid dress hung loose on her, especially around the waist. Hua Hua, with a pin clenched between her lips, was making adjustments and remarked, "Luo Xi, your waist was seventeen inches just ten days ago, now it’s down to sixteen. What kind of diet pills did you take? The effect is too good!"

Huanhuan, with her belly protruding, was almost going crazy on the side, "What? Sixteen inches? My God, that’s so unfair!"

Why was her waistline like a pig’s? And she couldn’t be Jingru’s bridesmaid, how frustrating! Married pregnant women should not be trifled with.