Chapter 1889: Make Your Move! (3)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When Zhang Lan said this, Qi Lei paused as well. He suddenly turned to look at her and said in a low voice…
“Not in a good state? Is it obvious?”
Qi Lei’s voice was naturally very low. Moreover, that gaze of his had a faint sense of melancholy in Zhang Lan’s eyes. In fact, Zhang Lan had been working with Qi Lei for a long time. They had been in close contact for the past one to two years, she actually knew Qi Lei quite well. She had never seen Qi Lei in such a state before. Thinking about it, it must be that Miss Dongfang Liuyun really caught his attention.
Just like…
The Master and the Missus.
That kind of relations.h.i.+p was naturally very enviable, but now, it seemed like they needed to endure some hads.h.i.+ps for a period of time. Perhaps in the future, it would get better and better.
“President Qi, actually, I also think that Miss Dongfang is a good person. There are some things that you can’t force too much. The fate that belongs to you can not be taken away by others. I believe that you and Miss Dongfang will be able to last forever.” Zhang Lan smiled.
Hearing this, Qi Lei only tightened his hands slightly and looked at Zhang Lan with grat.i.tude. “Thank you, Vice President Zhang.”
Zhang Lan only nodded and smiled.
“It’s good that I’m here. You don’t have to be so polite, President Qi.”
“Then I’ll leave this side to you. Tomorrow, I’ll get Yang Sheng to go to your side to get the information. If there are any problems, you can also report them to me.”
Qi Lei thought for a moment and finally said so.
“Okay, don’t worry,” replied Zhang Lan.
Qi Lei also returned a smile, then turned around and left.
…
Cloud Residence, in Fujiwara’s study room.
‘Bam—’
The sharp blade brought out a white light. A bleak chill swept past, and the blade’s light approached her throat. Dongfang Liuyun was forced to take a few steps back, and his expression changed slightly.
‘Ding—’
The sound of metal colliding rang out, and Dongfang Liuyun felt a wave of coldness wash over her. In the blink of an eye, the sharp blade stopped at her throat. However, at that moment, the sharp blade in her hand also stopped at the side of Fujiwara’s neck. With just a little bit of force, it would be able to cut off the major artery on the side of his neck.
The two of them immediately fell silent. Fujiwara just stared straight at Dongfang Liuyun. His black eyes were filled with deep feelings and the longing that he had hidden for many years.
Dongfang Liuyun increased the strength of the blade in his hand, and another b.l.o.o.d.y scar appeared on the side of Fujiwara’s neck—
“Make a move then, I consider us even then. As you said, we need to end things between us. If this knife can cut off the connection between us, you’d better make your move quickly.”
Dongfang Liuyun’s eyes were as sharp as the tip of a knife, staring at him.
Fujiwara’s pupils contracted slightly, and his arm trembled. Looking at the familiar face in front of him, the figure that he missed in his heart became clearer and clearer.
“Make your move!”
Dongfang Liuyun’s tone suddenly became a little fierce, and there was some uncontrollable heat in her eyes, and faint tears reflected in the depths of her eyes—
She knew that she was not like what she thought she was. She was not truly free and unrestrained and could not care less.
Fujiwara naturally took in all of this. He just quietly put away the knife that was pointed at Dongfang Liuyun’s throat. There was actually a faint glow in his black eyes as he smiled, “You know that I can’t do anything to you. If you can bear to do it then just stab me. This way, I’ll be able to relax a little. All these years, we’ve been through so much. I also want to be free.”
“I want you to do it!”
Dongfang Liuyun’s cold voice rang out, and the strength in her hand increased by a notch. Fujiwara’s neck was already starting to bleed.
Fujiwara had already sheathed the knife in his hand and was staring at her.
“My feelings for you have never changed. I’ve waited for so many years, and I only want one result. I’ll give you double what Qi Lei can give you. Liuyun, admit it. No matter what, we still have a place in each other’s hearts.” Fujiwara said in a low voice.
“I know you can give me money, power, and even the entire Dongfang Group, but Qi lei can give me happiness. Can you?”
Dongfang Liuyun looked at him silently, her starry eyes glimmering.
“Happiness? Have we not been happy before?”
“But can we go back to the past now? You know this answer the best. You don’t even have anything for yourself, and I have nothing. You can’t give it to me, and I can’t give it to you. We have to accept our fate. You should go back and find someone who loves you to marry. I hope that you will fall in love with her in the future. Maybe you can touch the taste of so-called happiness in the future.”
As Dongfang Liuyun said this, her hand dropped slowly and she put down the knife in her hand to throw it on the table at the side—
“I hope that you can live a better life too. Don’t think about those things anymore. Those who are still alive can let go and live a better life. From the moment Qi Lei and I signed the marriage papers, I’ve decided to be with him for the rest of my life. He’s very good to me and very accommodating to me. He’s always careful with me. When he knew about us, he didn’t feel safe, but he endured it and didn’t ask.”
Dongfang Liuyun took a deep breath and calmed down before continuing, “I feel a little… sorry for him. I don’t want him to worry about gains and losses because of these things. After all, he’s my husband and I’m still his Missus Qi.”
“What about me? After so many years, have you never felt sorry for me?”
Fujiwara pushed away the sharp knife by the side and reached out to grab her shoulder. He did not care about the blood left on his neck. He held her shoulders tightly and forced her to look up at him.
“Let’s end it here, Fujiwara. We can’t go back to the past. After so many things, there’s only one thing that can prove that we’re not fated to be together. If you’re still going to be stubborn then don’t blame me for being rude.”
Fujiwara was stunned when he heard Dongfang Liuyun’s words. He looked at her in silence.
Dongfang Liuyun turned around with a slightly dispirited expression, “Thank you for letting me go. I’m not your match. The matters between us have nothing to do with anyone else. If you’re unhappy, just deal with me. At least I’ll think highly of you. I’ll be leaving now. I hope that we won’t meet again in the future.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the thin figure walked towards the door.
Fujiwara looked at his empty hands. A wave of pain surged uncontrollably from the depths of his black eyes. His face instantly turned incomparably pale. However, he did not chase after her in the end, he only silently watched her figure disappear out the door.
…
Just as Dongfang Liuyun’s figure disappeared out the door, Matsuda, who was waiting outside, immediately rushed in to check on the situation!