Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is an Affectionate Spitfire - Chapter 1867

Chapter 1867: No Possibility of Stopping

“Ge Ge… Ge Ge, don’t cry. I, Gu Zhengrong, will definitely protect you well. I can give you whatever Ji Ziming can give you.”

Gu Zhengrong looked at ‘Pei Ge’ in front of him as tears streamed down his face. His heart ached as he pulled Tang Xiaoyu onto the bed. The soft bed suddenly became soft because of their sudden fall, and it bounced up after a while.

“Ge Ge, I love you. I really love you.”

Gu Zhengrong repeated Pei Ge’s name over and over again. Each time he said it, it felt like a knife was stabbing Tang Xiaoyu’s heart. Tang Xiaoyu sighed, and she could even hear her own heart bleeding. Such indifference might as well cause her to suffer from hysteria.

Perhaps if she could not hear him, she would not feel so much pain.

But since she had already done it, there was no way she could stop.

As Gu Zhengrong repeated Pei Ge and Ji Ziming’s names, Tang Xiaoyu’s tears welled up.

“Gu Zhengrong, look clearly, who am I?!”

Just as Gu Zhengrong was about to make his next move after the kiss, Tang Xiaoyu pushed him away and said harshly, “Gu Zhengrong, wake up. I am not Pei Ge, and I’m not Ji Ziming. Also, you can never treat Pei Ge like how Ji Ziming does. People like you can only call Ge Ge and Ji Ziming’s names when you’re lonely.”

Tang Xiaoyu hit the nail on the head, but Gu Zhengrong, who was on top of her, did not hear her clearly.

“Ge Ge, you are Ge Ge. I know you want me to be angry, so don’t worry. I will treat you very well. I will also treat the three children well. You are the only person I love. Although you rejected me and told me that you will never like me again, I am confident that you will like me again.”

Gu Zhengrong looked into Tang Xiaoyu’s eyes. His voice was heavy and firm, as though the woman lying before him was the person in his mind.

Her every frown and smile were imprinted in his mind. Although they were far apart, he would never give up on news about Pei Ge. He only had eyes for Pei Ge and Ji Ziming.

The woman he loved deeply was standing beside another man, talking and laughing. How could he not be exceptionally jealous?

“Gu Zhengrong, look at me, look at me.”

Tang Xiaoyu did not believe it. The dosage in the coffee was not much and was enough to wake Gu Zhengrong up. However, no matter how Tang Xiaoyu screamed, Gu Zhengrong did not move and did not show any signs of waking up.

In this world, the person pretending to be asleep would never wake up. The person who had been lying to himself was also unwilling to leave the world he had imagined. In the world he had imagined, he was the king, the greatest ruler of this world.

Tang Xiaoyu could not wake Gu Zhengrong up and could only cry as she tried to resist him from tearing off her clothes. How could she have expected that her mistake would cause her to do something that she could not turn back?

Was this all a mistake or not?

Maybe none of it matters anymore.

After the shower, Tang Xiaoyu leaned against the bed with a bruised face. Gu Zhengrong, who was beside her, had already fallen asleep due to the effects of the drug and showed no signs of hugging her to sleep.

Tang Xiaoyu opened her eyes and saw the messy clothes on the floor. It was as if she was telling him that she was just a clown that Gu Zhengrong thought was another woman. It did not matter who Tang Xiaoyu was. What mattered was the woman’s name that Gu Zhengrong kept calling her.

Gu Zhengrong’s phone was quietly placed on the bedside table. Tang Xiaoyu wanted to write him a message to bid farewell to this man whom she had always loved deeply. The moment she opened the phone, she saw a notification that the draft box was full.

Tang Xiaoyu turned to look at the sleeping Gu Zhengrong. After hesitating for a while, she finally opened his draft box.

Inside lay Gu Zhengrong’s unforgettable yet unattainable feelings for Pei Ge. Feelings of care, jealousy, dominance, and grievance. The emotions that should exist in love were all in the draft box.

However, none of them were written for Tang Xiaoyu.

Tang Xiaoyu quietly read through all the messages in the draft box. The moment she switched off her phone, she finally realized that there was no point in keeping this person by her side. All he cared about was his best friend and Pei Ge.

Right now, Pei Ge and Ji Ziming were together in the capital. No one could separate this pair of lovers that had been separated for many years. It was impossible for Gu Zhengrong, and it was even more impossible for the man who loved Pei Ge.

If there was really a possibility in this world and it was bound to happen, it would be Tang Xiaoyu leaving Gu Zhengrong.

Before the morning sun shone into the room, Tang Xiaoyu’s return flight was already in the air. Perhaps, love would not extinguish the warmth in everyone’s heart, but a crush would.

Being unable to love was the greatest sadness in this world.

Tang Xiaoyu did not say anything when she left Gu Zhengrong. She merely tidied up the clothes in her room. The letter she had left for Pei Ge was written long ago. Once she calmed down, she could find someone to place the letter in her living room.

The delayed leave finally came.

Gu Zhengrong, who was lying on Tang Xiaoyu’s bed, did not know that after venting his pent-up passion, the woman who loved him deeply quickly packed her clothes and left his sight, leaving this man whom she could not bear to let go of.

Even though she knew that this man’s heart was filled with the image of her best friend, even though she knew that she was nothing in his heart, even though she knew that nothing she did would earn him a gentle look and a meticulous peace.

“Goodbye, Gu Zhengrong.”

Tang Xiaoyu looked at the thick clouds outside the window. The sorrow in her heart did not dissipate even after a long time. All these years of love might not even be called love, but it still ended with her hatred.

“Ge Ge, don’t go. I love you. I really love you.”

Gu Zhengrong grabbed the blanket. In his dream, he was standing in the airport with Pei Ge. There were only the two of them in the huge airport. Just as Gu Zhengrong was about to grab Pei Ge’s arm, Ji Ziming walked over from behind her and grabbed her arm. He looked at Gu Zhengrong coldly.