Chapter 763: 765, Requests (Second Update)

Duanmu Zhe looked as if he hadn’t understood, nor did he glance at Xi He; his grip on Mo Qingyi’s hand remained firm, his eyes allowing room for no one else but her.

He didn’t know what was wrong with Xi He.

Including that time from their childhood, they had only met three times in total. Her affection was strangely sudden.

Mo Qingyi’s expression remained unchanged, her smile crafty and enchanting, as she lightly said, "What if the person you are waiting for already has a fiancée? Will you keep waiting? Isn’t that a waste of your youth?"

"I will wait." Xi He’s gaze was resolute as she looked at Mo Qingyi and spoke emphatically, "I like him, so, even if he has started a family, I will continue to wait. Moreover, he hasn’t married yet. I think, until he marries, I still have a chance."

At these words, Mo Qingyi felt even more revolted. Xi He seemed like a sensible person, yet her views on love were... shockingly improper.

She wondered how Xi He had the courage to say such things in front of her.

Mo Qingyi chuckled softly, patting Xi He on the shoulder, "Xi He, knowing that he already has a fiancée, yet you persist in this folly. Isn’t that just being obtuse? Or perhaps you want to be despised as a homewrecker?" she said, her tone half-jesting.

The word "homewrecker" sent a jolt through Xi He’s heart.

Before Xi He could react, Mo Qingyi continued, "Knowing that the other party is already engaged and still meddling in their relationship makes you a homewrecker, Xi He. While you still haven’t made any significant mistakes, it’s time to stop and turn back. Don’t fail and end up losing everything."

The last sentence carried a hint of warning.

Facing a rival in love, Mo Qingyi was not someone to hold back.

Xi He’s face turned pale. She had never been spoken to in such a manner before.

Especially, to be labeled as a ’homewrecker’.

The term ’homewrecker’ felt so oppressive that she could hardly breathe.

How could she be the homewrecker?

After all, it was she who had known Duanmu Zhe first.

No.

She would never accept the label of a homewrecker.

Looking back, she should have followed Duanmu Zhe back then. If she had filled the gaps of those twenty-some years, there would never have been a Mo Qingyi by Duanmu Zhe’s side.

Mo Qingyi simply took advantage of her absence.

What right did she have to call her a homewrecker?

This was too insulting.

Xi He felt a sudden cold sweat, her heart alternating between cold and hot, a very unpleasant sensation.

Mo Qingyi, her expression brimming with smiles, looked at Xi He and continued, "Hehe, let’s go. I’ll take you around. It’s not too late to mend the pen after the sheep are lost." Saying this, Mo Qingyi affectionately linked her arm through Xi He’s, looked up at Duanmu Zhe, and said irritably, "Duanmu Xiaosi, I am going for a walk with Xi He. Don’t follow us. Go peel some chestnuts for me. Remember, I want you to peel them with your own hands. I’ll be having them later."

"Alright, I’ll do it right away." Duanmu Zhe bent over and left a kiss on Mo Qingyi’s cheek before turning to leave.

Showing off one’s affection in front of a love rival felt incredibly satisfying.

Originally, Mo Qingyi didn’t want to do this. She knew that unrequited love could be extremely painful.

But Xi He was just too delusional, daring to challenge her openly. If that was the case, she couldn’t be blamed for being impolite.

She had to make Xi He give up on Duanmu Zhe once and for all.

The tiger doesn’t show its might and she’s treated like a hello, kitty!

Really.

Seeing this, Xi He’s heart felt as if it was being pricked with needles, the pain sharp and profound.

She had wanted to use this opportunity to have Duanmu Zhe walk with her, but she hadn’t expected...

Mo Qingyi was indeed skillful.

She had underestimated her.

Mo Qingyi, smiling, arm-in-arm with Xi He, began to wander through the hall.

Tonight the hall was crowded with men and women, some playing mahjong or fighting landlords, others engaged in casual conversation.

Mo Qingyi led Xi He straight to a man in a suit, who was none other than Mo Zhixuan’s personal assistant, Li Xunen.

Mo Qingyi, all smiles, greeted, "Big Brother Li, long time no see. Been busy lately?"

Li Xunen put down his cup and nodded to Mo Qingyi, "Miss Mo, it has been a long time."

"Oh, Big Brother Li, let me introduce you. This is my friend, Xi He." Mo Qingyi then turned to Xi He, "Xi He, this is Li Xunen. Don’t be fooled by his young age; his capabilities are second to none. He manages all the big and small matters for my brother. And most importantly, he’s single right now."

Her last words were especially meaningful.

Li Xunen may only seem like an assistant at Mo Zhixuan’s side, but his military rank is nothing to scoff at.

In Mo Zhixuan’s absence, it was Li Xunen and Zi who dealt with all matters big and small in the Superpower World, and Li Xunen was more than qualified to be paired with Xi He.

Moreover, Li Xunen is also quite good-looking and of a similar age to Xi He.

Mo Qingyi genuinely hoped that Xi He could let go of Duanmu Zhe and stop being obsessed, which is why she introduced Li Xunen to Xi He.

Li Xunen was a perceptive man; he clearly understood what Mo Qingyi meant and quickly extended his hand to Xi He, "Miss Xi He, pleasure to meet you."

"Hello." Xi He smiled politely, but her eyes held not a trace of mirth.

What did Mo Qingyi mean by this?

Even if she liked Duanmu Zhe, did Mo Qingyi really need to rush her into the arms of another man?

Xi He felt terrible. In Mo Qingyi’s eyes, was she really so desperate for a man? To just grab any man at a banquet and introduce him to her?

"Miss Xi He, would you like to sit over there with me?" Li Xunen continued to invite.

Xi He had a good temperament and was beautiful, which perfectly met Li Xunen’s standards for a spouse. Plus, he was of the age to marry, which is why he took the initiative to invite her.

First, to see if they could develop a beautiful relationship.

Second, as a way to do a favor for Mo Qingyi.

Faced with Li Xunen’s invitation, Xi He’s expression did not change; she still smiled tenderly and declined gracefully, "I’m sorry, Mr. Li, I’m a bit shy with new people."

Li Xunen also smiled and said, "No worries, then I wish Miss Xi He a pleasant time."

"Thank you." Xi He nodded slightly and said to Mo Qingyi, "Qingyi, let’s go over there."

"Okay." Mo Qingyi replied with a slight smile. She knew that Xi He would not give up on Duanmu Zhe so easily. Since that was the case, she would accompany her to have some fun.

The two walked to an unoccupied corner of the banquet hall.

Mo Qingyi let go of Xi He’s arm and looked up at her, a faint smile playing on her lips, "Xi He, let’s be frank. Tell me honestly, is that person you like Duanmu Zhe?"

Facing Mo Qingyi’s questioning, Xi He was unfazed, feeling much more relaxed. It was good to be frank with each other.

She was never one to beat around the bush.

"It’s him." Xi He gazed steadily at Mo Qingyi.

Mo Qingyi had patience indeed. If it were someone else with even slightly less temper, they probably would have slapped her already.

Mo Qingyi continued, "Xi He, do you know that I am Duanmu Zhe’s fiancée now?"

"I am aware." Xi He nodded, "But that doesn’t interfere with my liking him, nor does it prevent me from waiting for him. Mo Qingyi, I want to compete with you fairly for him."

"Fair competition?" Mo Qingyi scoffed, "Duanmu Zhe is already mine now. Where is the fairness in this competition? Being the third party in someone else’s relationship is immoral! You seem like a pretty and well-mannered lady. How can your values be so skewed? Didn’t the Elders teach you since childhood how to behave properly?"

Mo Qingyi was genuinely angry.

She didn’t expect Xi He to speak of a fair competition.

She and Duanmu Zhe were already a couple and soon to be engaged. Where did Xi He get the audacity to propose a fair competition?

It was the first time she’d seen someone so brazen about being the other woman.

Xi He, however, was not angry and continued, "Qingyi, you should actually be grateful for my presence because I just might help you and Duanmu Zhe test whether your love is as firm as you think. Whether he can’t live without you."

Xi He liked Duanmu Zhe very much; it was an obsession from her childhood.

She was now deaf to anyone’s advice, trapped in a blind spot of love, eager to win back Duanmu Zhe, with no concern for such a thing as values.

Mo Qingyi sneered with endless sarcasm, retorting, "By your logic, should I be thanking you then?"

"No need for thanks." Xi He’s lips curved into a slight smile as she spoke softly, "I just want to tell you that who I like and who I want to pursue is my business; you have no say in it."

Mo Qingyi’s face maintained a faint smile, "True, I have no say over you, but I can certainly keep a hold on Duanmu Zhe." With that, she turned and walked away. Her victorious stride displayed her pride as she moved forward.

Her words were delivered with exceptional dominance.

Xi He’s expression stiffened as she stood rooted to the spot, her hands clenched into fists, nearly grinding her teeth in frustration.

What was Mo Qingyi doing?

Was she flaunting?

Flaunting that she was with Duanmu Zhe?

What was wrong with her liking Duanmu Zhe?

What was wrong with her pursuing Duanmu Zhe?

Love was supposed to be equal for everyone!

Liking someone isn’t a mistake, but where Xi He went wrong was in falling for a man who already had a fiancée and harboring thoughts she shouldn’t have.

Mo Qingyi strode over to Duanmu Zhe, cheeks puffed out in anger, looking very upset.

Seeing this, Duanmu Zhe immediately stood up, picked up a peeled chestnut, and held it to Mo Qingyi’s mouth, smiling as he said, "What’s wrong, baby? Who made you angry? Tell me, and I’ll go take revenge for you! Here, eat a chestnut, I peeled it for you myself."

Mo Qingyi bit into the chestnut with a huff, "It’s all because of your little peach blossom! Go beat her up! She’s almost driven me crazy!"

Duanmu Zhe knew exactly who ’little peach blossom’ referred to, and continued, "Gentlemen use their mouths, not their hands. It’s not appropriate for a man to hit a woman! Tell me how she bullied you. I’ll hire an assassin to bully her back for you!"

"Forget it, forget it, I’ve already bullied her back!" Mo Qingyi waved her hand, then looked meaningfully at Duanmu Zhe, "Duanmu Xiaosi, let me warn you, from now on, you’re not allowed to have any contact with Xi He or speak to her alone. I don’t like her! Got it?"

"Understood!" Duanmu Zhe nodded earnestly.

He wasn’t the kind of person who enjoyed playing at flirtation anyway. Now that Xi He had those thoughts, it was of course best to stay as far away from her as possible, to break off her hope sooner rather than later.

"Really?" Mo Qingyi’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Duanmu Zhe replied seriously, "Would I dare to disobey the words of my wife, my lady?"

At his words, warmth gradually filled Mo Qingyi’s heart, and a flush quietly crept across her face. She replied in a low voice, "Nonsense! Who’s your wife, huh!"

"You are," said Duanmu Zhe, lowering his gaze and lightly pecking her cheek.

As the two of them were basking in their intimate moment, a gentle female voice intruded.

"Duanmu."

Both lifted their eyes to see Xi He approaching. As soon as Mo Qingyi saw that face, her expression changed immediately.

This Xi He really was everywhere, never forgetting to irritate people wherever she went.

"What is it?" Duanmu Zhe replied politely, and that was all it was—politeness.

After all, Xi He was still a young woman; if he didn’t respond, it would be too embarrassing for her.

Duanmu Zhe was a true gentleman.

Seeing the two of them like this, Mo Qingyi intimately slipped her arm around Duanmu Zhe’s waist and fiercely pinched the flesh there.

The damn man! Had he forgotten how he just promised her?

Even though he was currently enduring excruciating pain at his waist, Duanmu Zhe’s face still maintained a faint smile, hiding any sign of discomfort.

Xi He also maintained a dignified and elegant smile and went on to say, "Duanmu, have you forgotten that you owe me a meal?"

Now that Xi He had made her feelings clear to Mo Qingyi, there was no need for her to hide her emotions in Mo Qingyi’s presence.

Happiness had to be fought for.

From now on, she would compete with Mo Qingyi fairly.

"I haven’t forgotten, no, how could I forget," Duanmu Zhe said quickly.

Mo Qingyi smiled without speaking, but the hand that was on Duanmu Zhe’s waist twisted even harder.

The damn man! She was right here, and he was talking to Xi He!

If things kept going like this, wouldn’t the two of them end up going out to eat alone?

Indeed, upon hearing his words, the smile on Xi He’s face deepened and she asked with a tender tone, "That’s good you haven’t forgotten. So, when will you make up for that meal? I’m free anytime!"

Xi He looked at Duanmu Zhe with hopeful eyes.

This was the man she had loved through all her youth.

For him, she could sacrifice everything.

Duanmu Zhe smiled politely and then apologetically said, "I’m sorry, but our family has strict rules. Without the permission of my superiors, I can’t just go out for a meal with another woman."

Upon hearing these words, Mo Qingyi finally felt satisfied, a slight smile finally appearing on her face.

Xi He’s face paled in an instant, her smile forced, "But I’m not just any other woman, am I?"

In Duanmu Zhe’s eyes, was she really just ’any other woman’?

How could she be just any other woman?

She was Xi He.

The Xi He who had loved Duanmu Zhe throughout her entire youth.

Duanmu Zhe glanced at Xi He, took out 4000 yuan from his wallet, placed it on the table beside her, and said, "Xi He, I don’t know if my actions have caused any misunderstandings, but up until now, we’ve only met three times. This is the money for the last meal. Whether you take it or not, I’ve already left it here. From now on, we owe each other nothing and shouldn’t see each other again. I’m afraid my fiancée might misunderstand."

Xi He stood there dumbfounded, as Duanmu Zhe’s words turned into a bucket of cold water, drenching her from head to toe, leaving her utterly humiliated and chilling her to the bone.

She wanted to cry, but she held back with all her might.

At a time like this, if she cried, she would have truly lost.

So, she absolutely couldn’t cry.

Hearing this, Mo Qingyi’s heart surged with delight, it was indeed a moment of exhilaration! Duanmu Zhe was impressive! So MANLY!

He was truly worthy of being Mo Qingyi’s man.

Xi He stood there, still not quite recovered, when Duanmu Zhe added, "Excuse us, my fiancée and I have other matters to attend to," he said, and promptly turned and left, taking Mo Qingyi with him.

"How was that? Wifey, did I do well just now?" Duanmu Zhe asked as they walked away, a faint smile upon his face.

"Not bad," Mo Qingyi nodded faintly.

Duanmu Zhe lowered his gaze to Mo Qingyi and continued, "So, what’s my reward?"

"Reward you with a sugar-glazed chestnut!" Mo Qingyi curled her finger and sharply flicked Duanmu Zhe’s forehead.

After flicking him, she immediately ran off.

Duanmu Zhe hurried after her.

After Duanmu Zhe and Mo Qingyi left, Xi He, desolate and forlorn, eventually slumped into a seat, grabbed a glass of alcohol from the buffet and downed it in one gulp.

How could this happen.

Why did this happen?

Why didn’t Duanmu Zhe want her? In what way was she inferior to Mo Qingyi?

The banquet continued.

When Chu Jin arrived, Xi He was already in a drunken stupor. She swayed with a glass in her hand, muttering to herself, "Why her? Why is it her?"

Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, seeing Xi He in that state, as if she had suffered some emotional wound. She approached and patted Xi He on the shoulder. "Xi He, are you okay?"

"I’m fine," Xi He slurred, brushing away Chu Jin’s hand, "I’m just sad, that’s all. He doesn’t love me, why doesn’t he love me..." She burst into sobs as she spoke.

Clutching Chu Jin tightly, she pleaded, "Jin, he doesn’t love me, can you help me, please? You’re so capable, you definitely can help me."

Xi He was half-drunk, half-sober now, and she knew Chu Jin could definitely help her if she was willing.

It was apparent that Chu Jin’s relationship with Mo Qingyi had transcended that of ordinary sisters-in-law.

If Chu Jin was willing to intervene and persuade Mo Qingyi to back out of this love triangle, Mo Qingyi would surely step aside.

Once Mo Qingyi stepped aside, Duanmu Zhe would belong to her! From then on, Duanmu Zhe would be hers.

She and Chu Jin were friends, and Chu Jin had helped her in the training grounds, so Chu Jin would certainly help her.

Yes, she could definitely help her.

With that thought, Xi He clung tightly to Chu Jin, as if she was her last lifeline.

Without understanding the full situation, Chu Jin couldn’t rashly promise Xi He anything.

Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "What’s going on? Tell me about it, and I’ll see if I can help you."

"No!" Xi He wiped her tears and staggered as she spoke, "I want you to promise me first! You can definitely help me with this, you have to promise me before I can tell you."

Chu Jin was not one to break her promises. Hence, Xi He had to figure out a way to get Chu Jin to agree first.

There was no alcohol in this world that could intoxicate Xi He; all of this was just an act.

In her life, she had never done anything unscrupulous or deceived anyone—except for tonight.

For the sake of Duanmu Zhe, she was willing to forsake even her truest self.

The more Xi He spoke like this, the less Chu Jin could commit—she wasn’t omnipotent and couldn’t blindly agree to everything!

"Xi He, just tell me what it is. If I can help, I definitely will," Chu Jin said, supporting Xi He towards the resting area.

Mo Zhixuan, who was conversing with someone, saw this scene and quickly brought a maid over.

"Take Miss Xi He to the guest room to rest," Mo Zhixuan ordered the maid with a displeased expression. Chu Jin sure had the nerve! She was pregnant after all! And yet there she was, assisting a drunken woman!

Wasn’t she afraid that something would happen to the babies?

Ultimately, she would be the one to suffer!

She really didn’t know how to take care of herself.

"Yes," the maid promptly tried to take over Xi He, but Xi He pushed her away vehemently, "Don’t touch me! Get away! Jin, you haven’t promised me yet! Jin! Just promise..."

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