“Second,” Shen Hanxing raised two fair fingers, “even if I had taken advantage of the situation, it’s my ability for being able to do so. If your feelings for Ji Yan are deep, why haven’t you come to the Ji family to look for Ji Yan after returning? Perhaps Miss Bai, if you come to look for the Ji Yan first, I won’t be able to marry him.”

“I, I didn’t…” Bai Youyou’s body trembled. She took two steps back guiltily and tried to defend herself. “I wanted to come. My family doesn’t allow me to do so…”

They were all excuses. Shen Hanxing sneered. After Ji Yan’s car accident, he had locked himself in his room all day long. Rumors said that he was gloomy and irritable after he broke his leg. His emotions were unpredictable. He was already broken down mentally and was crippled. If Bai Youyou liked Ji Yan, she would have tried various means to meet Ji Yan. However, where was Bai Youyou back then?

She was busy attending all kinds of gatherings and looking for a suitable marriage partner.

Shen Hanxing’s eyes were cold. “Miss Bai, you are an adult and have the right to make your choices. If you cared about the Ji Yan, you would have visited long ago, wouldn’t you? What do you mean by liking Ji Yan? Who knows if you like his handsome face or the background and strength behind him? But no matter which one it is, your love for Ji Yan is not pure.”

Shen Hanxing might be smiling, but she gazed at Bai Youyou with contempt. After saying this, she pinched Ji Yan’s chin. Her actions were casual and frivolous. “It seems that our Mr. Ji’s face is too handsome. His appearance will always seduce some women with evil intentions.”

Ji Yan smiled. “I only accept my wife’s seduction. I won’t look at others.”

Shen Hanxing glared at him. Her man was becoming more and more honey-tongued. The two of them exchanged glances. The ambiguous atmosphere surrounded them.

Bai Youyou’s tears flowed. She shook her head desperately. “I’m not. It’s not like that. How could you accuse me? Brother Ji Yan, don’t believe her…”

“I don’t care about the truth,” Ji Yan frowned impatiently and looked at her coldly. Although the man was in a wheelchair, his gaze was like a high and mighty king. “Every word you say will only make me feel annoyed.”

Feeling annoyed?

Bai Youyou took two steps back in disbelief. “No, you are lying to me! It’s impossible!” She cried at the top of her lungs. “Brother Ji Yan, you promised to marry me in the past. You lied to me. How could you possibly hate me!”

“Hey, why would you ever take a child’s promise seriously?” Ji Qian could not take it anymore. She glared at Bai Youyou. “When you were young, you went abroad with your family. You hugged my brother and cried your heart out. You even threatened my brother not to leave if he didn’t agree to marry you. My brother was annoyed by you and could only nod his head and agree. Don’t you know that?”

Back then, Bai Youyou rolled on the ground shamelessly. Ji Yan only agreed to marry her because she gave him a headache. Did Bai Youyou take it seriously?

“No, Brother Ji Yan promised me,” Unfortunately, Bai Youyou did not listen to Ji Qian’s words. She sobbed and repeated, “He promised me…”

“Alright, enough! Aren’t you tired?” Ji Qian slammed the teacup on the table. “So, what if he promised you? Are you going to marry my brother if he divorces and marries you? Don’t tell me that you can marry him. You and Cheng Songyang are a couple. Anyone knows what’s going on between the two of you.”

Ji Qian rolled her eyes with disdain. Did Bai Youyou think they wouldn’t know what was happened outside if they didn’t go out recently? The news of Bai Youyou and Cheng Songyang was spreading through the upper-class circles.

Bai Youyou was about to marry someone else, yet she still came over to curry favor with Ji Yan with an injured look. Did she think they were idiots?

Bai Youyou was speechless for a moment. All she could do was mutter and defend herself, “I, I’m not. It’s not like this…” But she couldn’t explain herself.

Ji Yan looked at her coldly. “That’s enough, Miss Bai. I hope you won’t pester me anymore. You’ve already caused trouble for my wife and me.”

Who would be moved by candlelight after feeling the warmth of the sun? Even if Bai Youyou could leave everything and marry Ji Yan, Ji Yan would not give her a chance.

“Brother Ji Yan,” Bai Youyou wiped her tears. She did not care about ruining her meticulously applied makeup. She held the gift box in her hand and forced a smile. “I’m here to give you this.”