Chapter 132: Off to Claim the Marriage Certificate Tomorrow
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“You’ll see if I dare if you die!”
“Aren’t you afraid I become a vengeful spirit and make you a widow on the day of your wedding?”
“Those things are female. You’re so stupid.”
Li Shaoling was speechless.
K.O.
Ji Wei glared at him, utterly exasperated. “A big man committing suicide just because of a little setback. How embarrassing!”
Li Shaoling was speechless again, but this time he glared hatefully at the little one, who spread his arms innocently.
“I was just telling the truth, Daddy. You looked so hurt it looked like you’re trying to kill yourself. Tsk tsk tsk.”
Pitiful Daddy.
Fine. No painkillers now, and Ji Weixi was actually disgusted with him.
Still, Li Shaoling decided to beat her at their own game. “Ji Weixi, you could tell that I only have feelings for you. I’ll die if you don’t marry me.”
The word ‘die’ seemed to especially unacceptable and frightening for Ji Weixi. “Don’t try to force me, Li Shaoling.”
“I am forcing you.”
He worried each day when she wouldn’t marry him—afraid that someone else would take her away.
Now, he walked up to her and caught her wrist in one stroke and pulled her closer. “You’ve told me that I’m important just a moment ago. Why won’t you marry me?”
“Being important doesn’t mean I could marry you.”
And how could he be not important? He’s her son’s father.
A curse also flashed inside her head. She really wanted to swear!!!
Taking another deep breath, she said, “Fine. I can marry you, but with a condition.”
“Tell me!” Li Shaoling replied almost instantly.
“I want a diamond ring the size of a pigeon’s egg, a ring with no equal in the whole wide world. Every wealth and stock under your name must also be given to me, and anything you have is going to be cleared away in case of a divorce. In other words, everything you have belongs to me. How about that?”
Ji Weixi thought her act as a selfish, greedy woman could not be made clearer.
No man would agree to such a condition.
Wealth was a symbol of authority and success to all men, not to mention that her demand was ridiculous.
He would refuse, right?
Nonetheless, a smile suddenly appeared on Li Shaoling’s handsome face. “Alright. I promise.”
“???”
What?
“Li Shaoling, are you dumb? Is your brain mush?”
“I’m very much lucid.”
“You knew I said that on purpose!”
“I do.”
“And you still agree to it!?”
“Because I only want you. Anything else is not important.” Li Shaoling said, his eyes swirling with twinkling stars and unrestrained tenderness.
Alright, ‘not important’ now, is it?
“I have another condition.” Ji Weixi added resentfully.
“Okay.”
“I’ll marry you when you’re dead!”
Li Shaoling simply nodded as if it didn’t matter to him. “Alright. I’ll promise you.”
Life and death mattered not as long as he could get her.
What the hell? This works too?
Really annoyed now, Ji Weixi punched him heavily. “Bastard!”
Didn’t he know what he’s saying?
What would happen to her if he dies?
What would happen to their son if… oh, right. He wouldn’t care about the kid.
Ji Weixi turned and was about to leave, but Li Shaoling held her from behind. His arms were like two chains that restrained her own arms, keeping her from moving or resisting.
“Let me go!”
“I love you.” He whispered tenderly beside her ear.
She blushed viciously, and turned to the little one unwittingly.
He was simply sitting in a corner, holding up a plate of watermelons and watching as he ate.
Truly, a melon-eating bystander.
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling nestled his chin into his neck, his eyes dark but bright with a lonely look. “I love you.”
‘Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah can you shut up?!’
Ji Weixi felt as if she was losing her mind. She would be covering her ears with her hands if he did not restrain her.
“Stop talking, Li Shaoling!”
But he kept repeating himself, and was becoming even more loving with each repetition. “I love you. I love you.”
“I beg you, stop!” Ji Weixi stamped her feet; she couldn’t stand it.
“Then marry me, okay?” There was profound emotion in his voice that was as gentle as spring.
“No.”
As such, he continued to whisper into her ear. “Ji Weixi, I love you.”
Ji Weixi closed her eyes and tried self-hypnosis: she heard nothing; she was deaf.
But the more she couldn’t take it, the more he would repeat himself.
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling continued repeating himself ever patiently.
“I love you… Weixi, I love you… I love you the most…”
In the end, Ji Weixi softened feebly in his arms from the teasing.
“You promise?” Li Shaoling’s lips lifted in a smile. “Alright, we’ll get the certificate tomorrow.”
“Who promise—”
Before she could finish, Li Shaoling had stopped her with his own lips.
He smiled devilishly and cleverly. “Isn’t it nice? Becoming my good wife.”
Ji Weixi glared at him very unhappily but didn’t dare to say a word.
In all her years, this was the first time she was being forced into a marriage.
Where had all the reason gone?
***
At night, after coaxing the little one to sleep and quietly closing the door, Ji Weixi slipped into her sheets in her bedroom. Turning on her phone’s app, she started checking the location of Jian Jie’s house.
It looked quite remote.
Ji Weixi also checked the news too. Although she had thought that she would be cursed wretchedly just like last time, it turned out that there was not a whiff about her.
There wasn’t even a mention of her this time.
Could it have been blocked?
Was it Li Shaoling?
Still, it was a good thing and she now had an ease of mind. She’s merely a fashion designer working behind the scenes, and wouldn’t want frequent attention.
She could use this time to find Jian Jie, the key witness.
As long as she could convince her to reveal the real mastermind, Lin Xiaoman’s incident would be resolved.
Ji Weixi hence gave Tian Miaomiao a call.
Tian Miaomiao had been watching a tv drama with a devastatingly handsome protagonist and smiling like an idiot when her phone screen suddenly lit up.
She was about to curse, but quickly straightened up when she saw that it was Ji Weixi and put on her serious face. “Hello? What’s up, Xixi?”
“Miaomiao, I know where Jian Jie is. Are you going to come with me tomorrow?”
“Of course! It’s going to be dangerous if you went alone… I have to go with you!”
“Alright, that’s settled—hey! What are you doing!”
There was static over on the other side of the call, and Tian Miaomiao had to keep the phone away from her ear to wait for things to calm before listening again. “Xixi, Xix?”
A man’s cold voice suddenly spoke from the other side of the phone. “You don’t have to go.”
Then, the call was disconnected before Tian Miaomiao could react.
Meanwhile, Ji Weixi was glaring at the man who was holding her after snatching her phone away.
“Am I supposed to go alone without Miamiao?”
Li Shaoling had just finished bathing. His white face was shrouded with thin vapors, his eyes dark and watery while his lips a faint red, exuding a soul-eating disembodying presence.
“I’m going with you, of course.”
“What about our son?”
“I’ll send him to Jiang Cong’s place.”
Ji Weixi was rather worried about that idea. “Jiang Cong has never raised children. What if something happens?”
“He has a younger brother who he raised since he was a child.” Li Shaoling spouted nonsense with a most serious look. “He knows how to sweet-talk a kid, don’t worry.”
Ji Weixi was only half-convinced. “Really?”
How did she not know Jiang Cong had a younger brother?
Chapter 132: Off to Claim the Marriage Certificate Tomorrow
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“You’ll see if I dare if you die!”
“Aren’t you afraid I become a vengeful spirit and make you a widow on the day of your wedding?”
“Those things are female. You’re so stupid.”
Li Shaoling was speechless.
K.O.
Ji Wei glared at him, utterly exasperated. “A big man committing suicide just because of a little setback. How embarrassing!”
Li Shaoling was speechless again, but this time he glared hatefully at the little one, who spread his arms innocently.
“I was just telling the truth, Daddy. You looked so hurt it looked like you’re trying to kill yourself. Tsk tsk tsk.”
Pitiful Daddy.
Fine. No painkillers now, and Ji Weixi was actually disgusted with him.
Still, Li Shaoling decided to beat her at their own game. “Ji Weixi, you could tell that I only have feelings for you. I’ll die if you don’t marry me.”
The word ‘die’ seemed to especially unacceptable and frightening for Ji Weixi. “Don’t try to force me, Li Shaoling.”
“I am forcing you.”
He worried each day when she wouldn’t marry him—afraid that someone else would take her away.
Now, he walked up to her and caught her wrist in one stroke and pulled her closer. “You’ve told me that I’m important just a moment ago. Why won’t you marry me?”
“Being important doesn’t mean I could marry you.”
And how could he be not important? He’s her son’s father.
A curse also flashed inside her head. She really wanted to swear!!!
Taking another deep breath, she said, “Fine. I can marry you, but with a condition.”
“Tell me!” Li Shaoling replied almost instantly.
“I want a diamond ring the size of a pigeon’s egg, a ring with no equal in the whole wide world. Every wealth and stock under your name must also be given to me, and anything you have is going to be cleared away in case of a divorce. In other words, everything you have belongs to me. How about that?”
Ji Weixi thought her act as a selfish, greedy woman could not be made clearer.
No man would agree to such a condition.
Wealth was a symbol of authority and success to all men, not to mention that her demand was ridiculous.
He would refuse, right?
Nonetheless, a smile suddenly appeared on Li Shaoling’s handsome face. “Alright. I promise.”
“???”
What?
“Li Shaoling, are you dumb? Is your brain mush?”
“I’m very much lucid.”
“You knew I said that on purpose!”
“I do.”
“And you still agree to it!?”
“Because I only want you. Anything else is not important.” Li Shaoling said, his eyes swirling with twinkling stars and unrestrained tenderness.
Alright, ‘not important’ now, is it?
“I have another condition.” Ji Weixi added resentfully.
“Okay.”
“I’ll marry you when you’re dead!”
Li Shaoling simply nodded as if it didn’t matter to him. “Alright. I’ll promise you.”
Life and death mattered not as long as he could get her.
What the hell? This works too?
Really annoyed now, Ji Weixi punched him heavily. “Bastard!”
Didn’t he know what he’s saying?
What would happen to her if he dies?
What would happen to their son if… oh, right. He wouldn’t care about the kid.
Ji Weixi turned and was about to leave, but Li Shaoling held her from behind. His arms were like two chains that restrained her own arms, keeping her from moving or resisting.
“Let me go!”
“I love you.” He whispered tenderly beside her ear.
She blushed viciously, and turned to the little one unwittingly.
He was simply sitting in a corner, holding up a plate of watermelons and watching as he ate.
Truly, a melon-eating bystander.
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling nestled his chin into his neck, his eyes dark but bright with a lonely look. “I love you.”
‘Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah can you shut up?!’
Ji Weixi felt as if she was losing her mind. She would be covering her ears with her hands if he did not restrain her.
“Stop talking, Li Shaoling!”
But he kept repeating himself, and was becoming even more loving with each repetition. “I love you. I love you.”
“I beg you, stop!” Ji Weixi stamped her feet; she couldn’t stand it.
“Then marry me, okay?” There was profound emotion in his voice that was as gentle as spring.
“No.”
As such, he continued to whisper into her ear. “Ji Weixi, I love you.”
Ji Weixi closed her eyes and tried self-hypnosis: she heard nothing; she was deaf.
But the more she couldn’t take it, the more he would repeat himself.
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling continued repeating himself ever patiently.
“I love you… Weixi, I love you… I love you the most…”
In the end, Ji Weixi softened feebly in his arms from the teasing.
“You promise?” Li Shaoling’s lips lifted in a smile. “Alright, we’ll get the certificate tomorrow.”
“Who promise—”
Before she could finish, Li Shaoling had stopped her with his own lips.
He smiled devilishly and cleverly. “Isn’t it nice? Becoming my good wife.”
Ji Weixi glared at him very unhappily but didn’t dare to say a word.
In all her years, this was the first time she was being forced into a marriage.
Where had all the reason gone?
***
At night, after coaxing the little one to sleep and quietly closing the door, Ji Weixi slipped into her sheets in her bedroom. Turning on her phone’s app, she started checking the location of Jian Jie’s house.
It looked quite remote.
Ji Weixi also checked the news too. Although she had thought that she would be cursed wretchedly just like last time, it turned out that there was not a whiff about her.
There wasn’t even a mention of her this time.
Could it have been blocked?
Was it Li Shaoling?
Still, it was a good thing and she now had an ease of mind. She’s merely a fashion designer working behind the scenes, and wouldn’t want frequent attention.
She could use this time to find Jian Jie, the key witness.
As long as she could convince her to reveal the real mastermind, Lin Xiaoman’s incident would be resolved.
Ji Weixi hence gave Tian Miaomiao a call.
Tian Miaomiao had been watching a tv drama with a devastatingly handsome protagonist and smiling like an idiot when her phone screen suddenly lit up.
She was about to curse, but quickly straightened up when she saw that it was Ji Weixi and put on her serious face. “Hello? What’s up, Xixi?”
“Miaomiao, I know where Jian Jie is. Are you going to come with me tomorrow?”
“Of course! It’s going to be dangerous if you went alone… I have to go with you!”
“Alright, that’s settled—hey! What are you doing!”
There was static over on the other side of the call, and Tian Miaomiao had to keep the phone away from her ear to wait for things to calm before listening again. “Xixi, Xix?”
A man’s cold voice suddenly spoke from the other side of the phone. “You don’t have to go.”
Then, the call was disconnected before Tian Miaomiao could react.
Meanwhile, Ji Weixi was glaring at the man who was holding her after snatching her phone away.
“Am I supposed to go alone without Miamiao?”
Li Shaoling had just finished bathing. His white face was shrouded with thin vapors, his eyes dark and watery while his lips a faint red, exuding a soul-eating disembodying presence.
“I’m going with you, of course.”
“What about our son?”
“I’ll send him to Jiang Cong’s place.”
Ji Weixi was rather worried about that idea. “Jiang Cong has never raised children. What if something happens?”
“He has a younger brother who he raised since he was a child.” Li Shaoling spouted nonsense with a most serious look. “He knows how to sweet-talk a kid, don’t worry.”
Ji Weixi was only half-convinced. “Really?”
How did she not know Jiang Cong had a younger brother?
