Chapter 131 - Frustrate You Until Your Coffin Wouldn’t Close
Chapter 131: Frustrate You Until Your Coffin Wouldn’t Close
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Li Shaoling threw the phone and Ji Weixi caught it.
The screen showed a document, listing clearly every detail about Jian Jie since her childhood until present, and actually included her number of lovers too.
She was now in Ocean City, and the address was so specific that it even included the avenue, the alley, and the room number.
Ji Weixi had been scowling, but was all smiles once she saw the address, her eyes sparkling as she watched him. “That’s very impressive, Li Shaoling.”
She was full of a little lady’s worshipfulness towards a man.
Now she’s smiling at him!
Did she think he would forgive her just like that?
Dream on!
Li Shaoling snorted coldly and turned away coldly and impassively.
Huh…
Ji Weixi could not quite understand why he was acting like that.
Didn’t he already talk to her just now? Being on speaking terms meant he wasn’t angry, right?
Why was he being angry now?
She felt a pain in her head just then.
That was when the little one scurried over and whispered into her ear. “Mommy! Daddy wants you to sweet-talk him!”
If Daddy was angry, then he wouldn’t kiss-kiss with Mommy.
And he wouldn’t have a little sister.
That wouldn’t do. Daddy mustn’t fight with Mommy!
Sweet talking again…
Ji Weixi suddenly grew a conscience then, and realized that she did not really respond to his declaration.
She was afraid, however, because this man wasn’t being angry like he usually was.
But he also did say that he would hurt everyone except her.
“Are… Are you angry?” Ji Weixi asked gingerly, clearing her throat.
Silence.
“Don’t be angry, okay?”
More silence.”
“Well… thanks for giving me Jian Jie’s address. I’m super thankful!”
Silence mode!
Tension could be felt whenever Li Shaoling kept his silence or stayed impassive, to the point that it became stressful.
Ji Weixi did all she could to smile, wrap her hands around his arm and tenderly cooed. “Don’t be angry. It hurts your health anyway, so spare me…”
Li Shaoling turned slightly to glance at her with the corner of his eye before snorting coldly—again.
Tsundere, the high and mighty kind.
“…”
What was he trying to communicate? Could he say something and stop snorting?
Ji Weixi promptly let go of her arm and sighed. “So, you’re not going to let this go?”
Li Shaoling looked up and stared at her with a look that said ‘what-do-you-think’.
Fine. It’s alright if he wouldn’t let this go since she did all she could anyway.
Standing and sighing, she said, “Alright, I can’t do anything if that’s what you want.”
With those words, she turned and led the little one. “Let’s go. You must be hungry, I’ll cook you something.”
The little one skipped happily. “Hurray!”
The joyful interaction between mother and son set Li Shaoling off, and he abruptly got to his feet and roared.
“Ji. Wei. Xi!”
She turned and look at him blankly. “What?”
“Come here!” He gritted his teeth.
“If you’re not going to forgive me, aren’t I going to be beaten up going to you?”
“…You come here!” He had lost all patience.
Ji Weixi quickly went to him, and he pulled her into his arms despite his dark look, his voice suddenly becoming quiet and meek. “Am I really not as important as my son?”
That wronged look on his face stabbed into Ji Weixi’s softest spot, and she felt a faint heartache.
What should she do…?
She suddenly felt an impulse to press him into her own bosom and tousle his short hair as furiously as she could.
Her motherly instincts were overflowing.
Li Shaoling looked even more wronged when she said nothing in return, his dark obsidian eyes glimmering miserably.
In that very moment, he looked no different from a little puppy unable to find its mommy.
“You’re very important,” Ji Weixi said as if compelled to say so.
Still, Li Shaoling’s eyes immediately regained warmth and light, his constant ice-cold demeanor crumbling utterly.
Now, he resembled a boy yearning for love.
Ji Weixi suddenly remembered the Li family and his past which he never let on to others, and her heart softened unreasonably even more.
She slowly extended her arms and embraced him, putting her ears lightly on his chest.
She could feel a beating there: rumbling, powerful, and rhythmic.
Keeping her wrapped in his arms while his eyes softened a little, Li Shaoling asked, “How important?”
Ji Weixi bit her lip. “Just… very important.”
In truth, there was no definite position for Li Shaoling in her heart.
Because… he had really brought her much pain.
But that pain was slowly and silently healing in her time with him.
There were times when she thought she was being low and hated herself for it.
She wanted to run, but Li Shaoling’s fiery passionate feelings kept her between a rock and a hard place, giving her no place to hide.
And she was unable to hide too.
“Am I important enough that you would marry me?”
Li Shaoling freed her and looked at her hopefully.
Ji Weixi had never dared to look him in the eyes since his gaze only ever intended to burn her to ash.
But just as she tried to turn and escape, Li Shaoling held her face with both hands. “Look at me.”
There was a command that must not be refused even in his calm voice.
Ji Weixi could only force herself to look at him.
“Do you want to marry me?” He repeated.
“I’ve… never thought about it.”
“Then think about it now.”
She felt a little helpless. “Li Shaoling, you can’t force me like this.”
She was serious towards everything, especially relationships.
Love means love, and no means no.
Even so, she was conflicted and drew a blur when it comes to him.
Moreover, she would never agree without a definite answer in her heart.
And yet, he would feel sad if she refused.
Nonetheless, after a long moment passed without any answer from her, Li Shaoling let go of her. “I understand.”
Ji Weixi discreetly breathed a sigh of relief. “Then… are you angry?”
His face was inscrutable. “No.”
Then why did she feel like he was even angrier now?
Either way, he kept quiet, and there was now silence.
He sat down with his legs folded, his eyes leveled at some unknown spot, looking just like a statue in his silence.
Slightly breathless, Ji Weixi left him and went to the kitchen to cook.
Then, Li Shaoling suddenly clutched his head in pain, his brow tightening and his lips pursing in slight anguish.
He took out a small bottle from his pocket, opened the cover and was about to take a pill, when the little one dashed to the kitchen and yelled like there’s no tomorrow, “Oh my god, Mommy! Daddy is going to kill himself! Hurry!”
Crash—
In the kitchen, bowls and chopsticks were dropped over the floor as Ji Weixi sprinted out and ran to Li Shaoling, snatched away the bottle of pills and the one on his hand before dumping everything into the trash can.
After that, she fired away like a gatling gun in her irrepressible rage. “Li Shaoling, I didn’t say I won’t marry you! Did you have to kill yourself for that? What else do you know aside from threatening me again and again!? I hate you the most! The most! I’m telling you, I’m going to leave with our son and marry someone else right away if you die, so that you won’t rest in peace!”
So that he would become so infuriated that his coffin wouldn’t close.
Li Shaoling only stared at his empty palm even as she ranted away, but his eyes turned as cold as ice at the last part. “You dare?!”