Half an hour later, he finally arrived.
Zhu Fei appeared alongside him.
Both of them had flushed faces, and the kiss mark on Zhu Fei's neck was particularly noticeable, while Cheng He had a small cut on his lip.
It was clear what they had just been doing.
In my previous life, I would have cried and demanded answers in a hysterical manner.
Now, I simply smiled coldly.
Cheng He looked tense, seemingly afraid of my anger.
He whispered an explanation, "Zhu Fei and I are just brothers."
"Tang Jiahui, as long as you help me obtain the Cheng Family's secrets, I'll marry you."
"Don't worry, I won't treat you poorly."
He spoke as if it were a matter of course.
In my past life, I had been deceived by his words.
Did he think I would still be willing to go to great lengths for him like before?
How ridiculous!
"The Cheng Family will belong to Zi Ming," I scoffed silently.
I turned to leave but he called out to me, "It's late; let me take you home."
Given the current tense situation, I couldn't afford to offend him just yet.
So, I nodded in agreement.
Zhu Fei also squeezed in, leaning in behind me with a teasing tone, "Cousin, aren't you the one who loves sitting in the front seat the most?"
"Why did you give it up today?"
I turned to glance at her and replied coolly, "The front seat is already taken."
Then I got out of the car and settled into the back seat.
Cheng He and Zhu Fei exchanged a knowing smile, thinking I was feeling jealous.
I put on my headphones and played my favorite song.
Finally, the world became quiet.
As the car drove on, the Designated Driver hit a bump unintentionally.
Zhu Fei fell right into Cheng He's arms.
She playfully pouted, "You're so bad."
Then they began to indulge in each other's affection again.
Soon, the air in the car was filled with their soft breaths.
Zhu Fei's cheeks flushed bright red, resembling a ripe peach.
She wrapped her arms around Cheng He's neck, trying to kiss him.
Cheng He quickly pulled her back.
They both glanced at me nervously.
I pressed the button to roll down the window.
The ambiguous atmosphere vanished in an instant.
I focused on the night sky, while Cheng He’s expression darkened, looking quite grim.
The car drove into the courtyard.
Once it stopped, Cheng He unexpectedly got out and pulled me along.
In the cold rain and wind, the warmth of his palm felt particularly intense.
For some reason, I sensed something unusual about him.
Cheng He took out a red scarf from his pocket and wrapped it around my neck. "Jia Hui, you look great in this."
I lowered my gaze at the scarf and let out a cold laugh.
He stepped closer and embraced me.
His warm breath brushed against my ear. "Jia Hui, I love you."
"As long as you agree to marry me and help me, I will marry you."
"We can fly away together."
"How about that?"
I calmly pushed him away. "Sure, let’s go get the marriage certificate tomorrow."
"Who’s going to get a marriage certificate with you!" Cheng He shouted in frustration.
He yanked the scarf off and threw it to the ground.
Cheng He glared at me. "Tang Jiahui, don’t mess with me!"
"Otherwise, the consequences are something you can't afford!"
I chuckled lightly, "I was just joking."
He snorted coldly and drove away.
After the car left the underground garage, Zhu Fei posted something on her social media.
"Is this scarf that Brother He gave me pretty?"
The accompanying picture showed her fair, slender fingers draped over a red scarf.
Cheng He was lovingly kissing the back of her hand.
They were wearing matching scarves, looking like a loving couple.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
How disgusting!
Suddenly, memories from my past life flooded back to me.
After I died, Cheng He brought Zhu Fei home without hesitation.
He publicly declared that Zhu Fei was his true love.
And he married me just to use me!
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