Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

He was being way too calm.

“Li Shaoling, she is your former fiancée for better or worse. Don’t you feel anything?”

Li Shaoling’s drowsy eyes looked upset then. “I only feel for you.”

Caught by his charm in the middle of the night, Ji Weixi turned away, blushing. “I’m ignoring you.”

She got off the bed.

“You’re going to see her?”

Ji Weixi nodded.

Li Shaoling lowered his eyes for a moment, thinking.

“I’m going too,” he said.

“Why?”

“To enjoy the show.”

Pfft.

She was thinking the same thing.

Both of them were going to watch Ji Jianing’s suicide drama.

Ji Weixi watched Li Shaoling as he dressed up, and then at the little one who was sound asleep worriedly. “What about Jiayu?”

“I’ll have Jiang Cong come over.”

Ji Weixi quietly mourned a second for Jiang Cong.

It’s hard being an assistant these days.

***

Outside the emergency room of a certain hospital in River Town.

Unable to find a parking spot, Li Shaoling told Ji Weixi, “You should get off first. I’ll keep looking around.”

Ji Weixi nodded and left the car.

There were sounds of sobbing in the clean but dim long corridors, and the white lights were slightly nauseating.

Ji Weixi’s shoes tapped faintly on the floor.

She found Zhou Huijie crying in Ji Xiangdong’s arms, but she looked up and immediately got on her feet when she saw Ji Weixi’s face. She quickly rushed towards her, her hand raised and about to swing down on her cheek.

Reacting quickly, Ji Weixi caught her wrist and laughed coldly. “What? Are you blaming me for Ji Jianing killing herself?”

Irritated that she didn’t get her slap, Zhou Huijie shook her off and yelled, “You bitch! You’ve already left four years ago, so why did you come back!? You are the reason Jianing was abandoned on her engagement and fired by her company, are you happy now that she tried to kill herself?!”

Ji Weixi’s remembered her childhood the moment she heard the word ‘bitch’.

She remembered Ji Xiangdong hooking up with Zhou Huijie even before he divorced her mother, and how impatient she had been to marry into their family after her mother died.

And she was keeping a straight face calling someone else a bitch?

“But I can’t find anyone as bitchy as you are over the whole wide world, especially after how long you’ve been Ji Xiangdong’s mistress.” Ji Weixi coolly mocked.

Zhou Huijie’s expression turned hideous. “Say that again!”

“Am I wrong?” Ji Weixi smiled. “You’re a bitch, your daughter is a bitch, which proves that bitchiness is a gene thing. Ji Jianing got what she deserved, and don’t try to blame me for your daughter’s ruined engagement. She’s the mistress, chronological speaking.”

After all, she was already with Li Shaoling four years ago.

Unable to keep listening to it all, Ji Xiangdong walked to them and took Zhou Huijie into his arms while glaring at Ji Weixi angrily.

“What are you talking about!? Haven’t you hurt your sister enough?! Will you only be satisfied if she dies?!”

Ji Xiangdong’s face was red with rage, and it caught Ji Weixi off guard for a moment.

She remembered how it made her upset when Zhou Huijie rose as the mistress of their household after her mother died years ago.

There was a time when she stood against Zhou Huijie, and that was the same look when Ji Xiangdong hit her and scolded her in anger.

That look seemed to say: Why can’t you listen to me? Why can’t you just endure?

Despite her obstinance, Ji Weixi had always been on the losing end since a child.

Still, she did not have the strength to either resist or seek revenge.

Now that she was older, she suddenly realized that adults could never change their attitude.

The only one who could change was herself.