Chapter 146: Black-Hearted Li Jiuwei-After Dumping the Younger Boyfriend, the Beijing Elite Heir Drops the Act(The bright moon gives birth to blossoms.)

"Why? Are you really that kind?"

Li Jiuwei smiled deeply. She looked Li Xinchun up and down and said, "Just consider it my one good deed for the day."

"Li Jiuwei, do you really think I'd believe that?"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. I'm not the one who has to marry Jiang Huaiting."

"Sister... must you be like this?"

"I'm afraid I can't accept being called 'sister' by you."

Li Xinchun choked on her words, unable to vent her anger or speak her mind. To achieve her goal, she bowed her once-proud head: "Please, help me."

"Fine."

She and Jiang Huaiting were a match made in heaven; they belonged locked together for life. As for Li Xinchun—Li Jiuwei had already made her decision.

Ever since Jiang Huaiting and Li Xinchun went their separate ways, whether it was through Li Xinchun’s schemes or the machinations of the Li family, Jiang Huaiting had refused to see them. Unable to get close to him, Li Xinchun could not fulfill her wishes.

So, this time—she would personally help Li Xinchun arrange a meeting.

After receiving Li Jiuwei’s message, Jiang Huaiting was so excited that he paced back and forth in his office.

"How does this outfit look? Is it appropriate for a date? Will Xiao Jiu dislike it?"

The assistant replied, "Mr. Jiang, it is perfect."

"No, get me a new suit immediately."

This was the first time Xiao Jiu had taken the initiative to invite him out. He had to present himself well; Jiang Huaiting cared deeply and was overjoyed.

The meeting took place in a Chinese restaurant. When Jiang Huaiting saw Li Jiuwei, his eyes lit up. "Xiao Jiu, you finally agreed to see me."

"Sit."

She had taken the initiative to reach out to him—a good sign. Jiang Huaiting’s heart pounded violently. He gazed at her with obsession.

She was wearing a red dress today, as bright and alluring as a rose in full bloom. Sitting there, she made it impossible for anyone to look away. Jiang Huaiting walked over and reached out, wanting to pull her into his arms.

Li Jiuwei turned to the side, avoiding him. His hand hung in mid-air. Her attitude saddened him.

"Xiao Jiu..." he called out tentatively, his eyes filled with hurt.

Li Jiuwei raised her gaze to look at him, her eyes devoid of emotion. "Mind your place."

Jiang Huaiting froze. He had assumed that by agreeing to dinner, she had forgiven him, but he realized it was merely his own wishful thinking.

"I did many wrong things in the past. I’m sorry. Perhaps we can’t go back to how we were, but please, rest assured, I will make it up to you. I only ask for one chance to take care of you."

Li Jiuwei lowered her eyes, silent. Jiang Huaiting’s words did not touch her heart. If not for the past—perhaps they wouldn't be in this situation.

"Xiao Jiu, I know you don't want to trust me, but I truly like you. I love you. Why must you be so cold to me? Is it just because of my past mistakes? I know I was wrong, but you must forgive me. Everyone makes mistakes."

Jiang Huaiting’s voice was filled with frustration and helplessness. Li Jiuwei looked up at him, her eyes holding a complex array of emotions.

Jiang Huaiting didn't understand. He grabbed her hands, explaining urgently, "Xiao Jiu, you used to like me so much. The days we spent together as children were so happy, have you forgotten?"

"Jiang Huaiting, I don't like reminiscing about the past," Li Jiuwei interrupted coldly.

Jiang Huaiting’s heart gave a sharp tug. "I’m sorry."

He did know he was wrong, but he didn't feel his mistakes were unforgivable. Expecting a chance to make amends—he certainly had a lot of nerve.

Li Jiuwei pointed to the goblet in front of her and opened a bottle of high-proof white liquor. "If you want my forgiveness, fine. As long as you finish this bottle of liquor today, I will forgive you."

"Really?"

"Really!"

Jiang Huaiting stared at the glass filled with white liquor, his expression complex. He couldn't handle strong spirits, especially high-proof ones. They made him drunk far too easily!

Whatever he was thinking, he actually drank it. After one glass, Jiang Huaiting was already feeling the effects. He grabbed the bottle and tilted his head back to drink. His expression was one of sorrow, but under Li Jiuwei’s gaze, he refused to give up.

He continued. Another glass down, and Jiang Huaiting could no longer stand steady.

"Enough," Li Jiuwei said coolly.

Jiang Huaiting swayed, looking up at her with a smirk. "Not enough... Xiao... Xiao Jiu hasn't forgiven me yet. I know it. I have to keep... keep... drinking..."

Li Jiuwei stood up. As she watched him drink, her expression grew complicated.

"Jiang Huaiting, after today, all grievances between us are settled."

She turned and left. Li Xinchun, who had been waiting outside for a long time, looked unhappy. Li Jiuwei said, "Li Xinchun, this is the path you chose."

"I know. I will never regret it. Li Jiuwei, after today, I will be the rightful Mrs. Jiang."

Li Jiuwei walked away. Inside the private room, "Ah-Huai, you're drunk," Li Xinchun said, reaching out to support him. She wasn't used to the smell of alcohol on him.

But he was extremely intoxicated, and Li Xinchun couldn't bear to refuse him, so she helped him to a hotel.

Li Xinchun threw him onto the bed, but Jiang Huaiting suddenly pulled her into his arms.

"I'm not drunk... Xiao Jiu... I'm... I'm sorry. Please forgive me, forgive me..." he murmured.

Li Xinchun felt a pang of jealous rage. She looked at the hungover Jiang Huaiting, her heart a mix of bitterness and sweetness. "Ah-Huai, I will give you another child. You belong to me; no one can take you away from me."

As the clothes fell away, the room filled with an intoxicating atmosphere.

Just as Li Jiuwei exited the restaurant, she ran into Qingyi—no, he should be called Feng Li.

The elder Feng had raised him well; one couldn't tell he was Feng Su’s older brother at all; in fact, he looked more like Feng Su’s younger brother. After learning Qingyi’s true identity, Li Jiuwei’s attitude toward him had changed.

"Miss Li, let's have a meal together."

"No need."

"Li Jiuwei, are you keeping your distance from me because of Feng Su?"

"Isn't that expected? Feng Su and I are husband and wife, and you—are my brother-in-law in name only!"

She did not like Qingyi.

"I am Qingyi, and I will always be Qingyi. I have no intention of fighting Feng Su for the family inheritance."

"It wouldn't matter if you did. The current Feng family belongs to Feng Su. Of course, you are welcome to a share of the assets." The one in power was Feng Su. Even if he returned to the Feng family, he posed no threat to Feng Su; he would only be a nuisance.

Qingyi’s innocent expression faded, replaced by something increasingly dark.

"I truly regret not returning sooner. Otherwise... the one married to you would likely have been me. You are talented and ambitious; you shouldn't be paired with that bastard, Feng Su."

Li Jiuwei’s gaze turned icy. She raised her hand to slap him, but he caught her wrist. With his disguise stripped away, Qingyi’s eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Angered?"

"If you dare insult Feng Su again, I will tear your mouth apart."

Qingyi smiled mockingly at her overconfidence.

"Zhuo Wang! Strike him!"

Suddenly, Zhuo Wang appeared and slapped Qingyi across the face. Li Jiuwei crossed her arms and looked at the livid Qingyi with a smile.

What a sweet, pleasant sound.