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As he followed her gaze towards Shuyao, her slender little legs disappeared at the end of the staircase.
She finally spoke, "Brother Linchuan, will you stay with me tonight?"
Her soft, gentle voice would make any man’s heart flutter.
"Sure." Ji Linchuan didn’t even lift his eyelids.
Wen Yuxi was overjoyed.
Shuyao had just finished her shower and was preparing to sleep when a knock on the door interrupted her.
Wen Yuxi wore her usual gentle expression. "Sister Shuyao, thank you for taking care of Brother Linchuan for so long."
"Are you jealous?" Shuyao retorted coldly.
Wen Yuxi covered her mouth and chuckled lightly. "What jealousy? Brother Linchuan has always been mine. If I hadn’t gone abroad back then, this Mrs. Ji wouldn’t have stood a chance."
Moreover, she looked Shuyao up and down, smugly saying, "He’s willing to marry you just because you resemble me!"
Just before Shuyao could close the door, Wen Yuxi pushed it open from the outside and said one last thing:
"Sorry, Sister Shuyao, Brother Linchuan said that tonight I’ll sleep in the master bedroom while you take the guest room."
She stood there with the demeanor of a victor.
Hearing the commotion, Ji Linchuan came to the door.
"Brother Linchuan," she said, "look, Sister Shuyao is reluctant to give up her room for me. How about we forget it? It doesn’t really matter; as long as she’s happy." She sounded very understanding and considerate.
Ji Linchuan ruffled her hair and informed Shuyao: " Yurou likes peace and quiet; you should switch with her."
His expression was calm, devoid of emotion.
Shuyao's eyes gradually blurred with tears. In the end, she was just a substitute.
She obediently switched rooms. On her way to the guest room, she ran into Ji Linchuan, who had just finished his shower. She lowered her head and pretended not to see him.
Yu Guangzhong remained a tall and slender figure, exuding a strong masculine aura that stirred her emotions. She tried hard to conceal her feelings; after all, she didn't want to see him today due to his favoritism.
Ji Linchuan noticed the indifference on her face, a rare expression for her. He was somewhat surprised. "What's wrong? Was last night not enough?" he teased deliberately. As she prepared to escape, he grew a bit angry and pulled her forcefully into his embrace.
Seeing the blush rising on her face from the fluster, he taunted, "Shall we do it again tonight?"
" manager Ji, let me go!" She was genuinely a bit angry now.
His hand gripped her chin. " manager Ji? Who called me husband downstairs just now?"
"Let go? Who was it that crawled into my bed back then, crying and begging me to be with her?"
"That was in the past." The thought of him always seeing her as Wen Yuxi's substitute made her heart ache slightly.
"Hmm? And now?" His gaze fell on her face.
"Now, manager Ji, you should spend some quality time with Miss Yurou!" Shuyao mustered the courage to respond against his piercing gaze. She thought this should be the answer he wanted to hear most.
His brows furrowed slightly, and his chiseled jaw gradually hardened, growing cold. The grip on her chin tightened more and more. Shuyao's face was clear and delicate, with fair and smooth skin; his fingertips rubbed a small patch red on her chin.
She felt a bit of pain and couldn't help but slap his hand away, but both of her wrists were firmly held by him. With a push backward, he pinned her against the wall.
His handsome face leaned closer, each word dripping with coldness:
"Who gave you the right to decide my fate?"
He pushed her aside and walked toward Wen Yuxi's room.
It was clear that he was the one who brought Wen Yuxi back,
and it was he who couldn't forget her.
Shouldn't it be Madam Ji who felt hurt and angry?
Why did he always seem to think she was in the wrong?
Shuyao stared blankly at his indifferent back.
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