Shang Peng suddenly let out a sigh, “It turns out that being honest isn’t so bad after all!”
After muttering to himself, he turned his gaze back to her, his eyes firm and warm.
“Actually, I should say I’m the foolish one. When I could slip away from another woman’s bed because of a phone call from you, I should have understood clearly that in my heart, no one else can replace you.
So this time, I tell myself that I must grasp this – this is no longer a game. It’s just that… some things are beyond my control, like certain facts from the past. Lin Yujiao is one such example. I can only try my best to change the future, though I don’t know if this future is still in time…”
Zhiwei looked up and saw the hidden pain and struggle on the man’s face. The knot in her heart gradually began to loosen…
At this moment, she suddenly understood. This man originally belonged to the urban jungle, with his own hunting territory, and now, he was trying to change his original pattern because of her intrusion.
“It’s not too late,” she sniffled, choking up: “I just hope this future comes a bit faster, because a very bad-tempered woman is already getting impatient.”
“Wei…” Shang Peng’s gloomy expression instantly cleared, opening his arms to her again.
This time, she took the initiative to pounce.
Zhiwei hugged him tightly, murmuring: “I was too excited just now. But… when I saw that key in her hand, I was so, so sad. And when I realized I had no right to be sad, I hated myself even more. I hate that I fell in love with you. I don’t like this feeling, do you know? I don’t want to compete with other women, everything shouldn’t be like this…”
“Of course it shouldn’t be, and it won’t be like this anymore,” Shang Peng took her hand, “Come, I’ll take you upstairs.”
“What for?”
“To get the key back.”
“I don’t want to, you go!”
“Are you at ease?”
“You—”
“Okay, I was just kidding. I promise you, besides you, I won’t hand over that key to anyone else.”
“I don’t want to… Mmm…”
