Chapter 112

Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=1363950 This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com

“What's the matter?" Li Xin looked at Yan Ruowen, whose face had turned cold. She had been fine just a moment ago. How did things change so quickly?

"It's nothing," Yan Ruowen said coldly. Seeing Li Xin's overly glamorous face reminded her of how this woman had once been touched by Shi Yunyang. It inexplicably angered her. She despised this bewitching face that attracted attention everywhere, even though it was all in the past, and holding a grudge was pointless. But she couldn't shake off the discomfort in her heart.

"You were fine just now," Li Xin murmured.

"I said it's nothing!" Yan Ruowen snapped at Li Xin with some annoyance, then immediately regretted it. What was she doing?

"Oh," Li Xin weakly replied, knowing that something was definitely bothering Wenwen. She rarely gets angry for no reason, so what could it be? But this woman was accustomed to keeping things bottled up inside, making it impossible to find out, leaving Li Xin only to guess and worry.

"Continue trying on clothes. I have something to attend to. I'll be back in half an hour," Yan Ruowen said, wanting to calm her emotions alone. She felt it wasn't right to take her frustration out on Li Xin, after all, it was all in the past. At the same time, she disliked her current mood and wanted to adjust it before facing Li Xin again.

"Oh, okay." Li Xin didn't feel like trying on clothes anymore. She didn't like being left by Yan Ruowen. Thankfully, Yan Ruowen was punctual. She said she'd be back in half an hour, and she would surely return within that time. Li Xin didn't know what Yan Ruowen could be up to now. Suddenly, she realized she knew nothing about Yan Ruowen's family background except that she used to be Madame Qian.

As soon as Yan Ruowen left, Li Xin felt like a withered flower, completely drained of energy, just sitting on the wooden bench in the mall waiting for Yan Ruowen.

Yan Ruowen walked out of the mall and went to a nearby park. After taking a stroll around the park, her emotions calmed down a bit. When she was about to turn back to find Li Xin, she happened to see a flower shop. She remembered the roses Li Xin gave her yesterday and Li Xin's wish for her to give flowers to her. She hesitated for a moment before entering the flower shop.

"Wrap up a bouquet of eleven red roses for me," Yan Ruowen said. She really didn't understand romance, nor did she know the meaning of eleven roses. She just copied the quantity and style of roses Li Xin gave her yesterday.

"Eleven red roses symbolize the greatest love!" The flower shop assistant said the meaning, afraid that the buyer wouldn't know.

"The greatest love?" Yan Ruowen didn't understand flower language herself, but Li Xin wouldn't not know. When Li Xin gave her eleven roses, was she expressing the greatest love? Thinking of this word, Yan Ruowen felt much better.

"Mm, such a romantic and vibrant rose. No woman could resist being moved by it," the flower shop assistant exclaimed, intoxicated.

But Yan Ruowen didn't find it particularly romantic. She just thought adding flower language was undoubtedly a way to boost sales based on the symbolic meaning of the flowers, similar to how businesses capitalize on holiday concepts like Christmas to promote sales. The thing itself doesn't affect people; it's just their perception of it. Yan Ruowen, being pragmatic, sometimes really made people want to scream.

"How much?" Yan Ruowen asked as the flower shop assistant finished wrapping the bouquet, reaching for her wallet to pay.

Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=1363950 This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com

"168 yuan," the flower shop assistant said with a bright smile.

A potted cactus costs only ten yuan, but a bouquet that will last only a few days costs over a hundred. Yan Ruowen felt that beautiful things always cost a lot of money, and women were no exception.

"Li Xin!" Yang Ting exclaimed in surprise when she saw Li Xin sitting on the wooden bench. She felt like her connection with Li Xin was not yet over. After all, they had met twice in just two short days, which she saw as an opportunity given by fate.

"It's you," Li Xin smiled at Yang Ting, not expecting to encounter her again.

"Are you shopping alone?" Yang Ting walked over to Li Xin and sat beside her.

"No, I came with her. She had to leave for a moment, so I'm waiting for her," Li Xin answered truthfully.

"The person you love must be very happy. I, on the other hand, lost my happiness," people often only realize the value of something after losing it, even though it could have belonged to them originally.

"You'll meet someone better, someone who's more suitable for you," Li Xin said with a smile, hoping Yang Ting could find happiness.

"I won't. There won't be anyone better than you," no one could be better than Li Xin, her perfect lover.

"If you let me go, you might find there are many good people around you. We really can't go back," Yang Ting's words made Li Xin feel some pressure. Li Xin felt that the human heart could be so cruel sometimes. When you love someone, you want to give them your heart, but when you stop loving them, that's it. You can never find the same excitement as before.

"Can you kiss me one last time?" Yang Ting pleaded, she once was so infatuated with her body.

Li Xin shook her head. Her body and soul belonged to Wenwen now, and she didn't want to do that.

"I know your body doesn't lie unless you're afraid you still have feelings for me," Yang Ting persisted.

If kissing her one last time could make her give up, Li Xin wouldn't mind doing it. It would also put a perfect end to her past feelings, and she wasn't good at refusing someone she once loved.

Li Xin slowly brought her lips closer to Yang Ting's. As their lips touched, Yang Ting took the lead, trying to seduce Li Xin vigorously. However, Li Xin remained unmoved. No matter how Yang Ting tempted her, Li Xin didn't budge. After a while, Yang Ting gave up and reluctantly left Li Xin's lips. She looked at Li Xin, who had a calm expression on her face. It was true, that Li Xin no longer loved her. In the past, just a slight teasing would make Li Xin melt in her hands, but now, Li Xin doesn't belong to her anymore. Yang Ting felt she could leave now.

Li Xin saw the expression on Yang Ting's face and knew that Yang Ting had given up. But just then, she saw Yan Ruowen not far behind Yang Ting, holding a bouquet of red roses. Yan Ruowen's eyes were cold as she looked at her. Li Xin suddenly pushed away from Yang Ting, stood up, and wanted to explain to Yan Ruowen that it wasn't what it seemed. Li Xin felt regretful; although she wanted Wenwen to feel jealous, seeing the cold look in Yan Ruowen's eyes, she felt she might have gone too far.

After tossing the red roses in the trash, Yan Ruowen turned and walked away. This woman really liked fooling around. It was ridiculous how she believed she was her true love, and she had taken it seriously. The thought of Li Xin kissing that stranger made Yan Ruowen feel betrayed and deceived. Why did Li Xin take the initiative? Why did she feel a jealous pang? Actually, when Li Xin had a one-night stand with Shi Yunyang and her, she had already felt this way, but she didn't understand it at the time and didn't want to. That's why she had ended things with Li Xin, because she hated feeling out of control, and hated being influenced by Li Xin. Even though there was nothing likable about that woman, she had started to affect her. She spoke and acted as if she truly loved her, but then she was intimate with other women in the blink of an eye, and Yan Ruowen was furious.

"Wenwen, listen to me, it's not what you think..." Li Xin couldn't care less about Yang Ting and went straight after Yan Ruowen.

Li Xin grabbed Yan Ruowen's hand, refusing to let her go.

"Let go!" Yan Ruowen warned coldly.

"No," Li Xin said firmly, completely forgetting they were in a mall. Although it wasn't the weekend and the flow of customers wasn't high, there were still some people passing by, casting curious glances.

"Li Xin, I don't have time to play love games with you," Yan Ruowen said icily.

"I'm not playing any love games. I'm as serious about you as I can be!" Li Xin exclaimed anxiously.

"A few days ago, in Shi Yunyang's bed, and now you're getting cozy with another woman. You're just a restless woman. You can play with any woman you want, but I can't afford to play along, and I don't want to." Yan Ruowen's jealousy made her speak recklessly.

Li Xin's face instantly turned pale at her words. She could tolerate Yan Ruowen's indifference and disregard for her, but she couldn't stand her contempt.

"Wenwen, do you see me as such a promiscuous woman in your eyes?" Li Xin struggled to ask, her lips trembling.

"Isn't it true? Just now, Shi Yunyang told me how passionate you were in her bed, and in the blink of an eye, you're getting cozy with another woman. I really can't satisfy you..." Jealousy is a devil, and at this moment, Yan Ruowen's head is filled with it.

Pa! A loud sound echoed as Li Xin couldn't restrain herself from slapping Yan Ruowen. Tears streamed down her face, feeling her heart ached. If she hadn't been drunk and mistaken Shi Yunyang for her, how could she have had relations with Shi Yunyang? God knows, at that time, her mind was filled with thoughts of Yan Ruowen, and all her passion was because she had used Shi Yunyang as a substitute for Yan Ruowen. But she never asked why it happened. Despite being more upset and concerned than anyone else about what had happened, she casually ended the relationship. Even though the kiss just now had some intentional element, she wondered if Yan Ruowen would feel jealous if she saw it. It seemed she had taken herself too seriously.

When Yan Ruowen saw Li Xin's tears, even though she was the one at fault, why did it seem like she was the one who had suffered a great injustice? Why did she say those words just now? Those words were nothing like what she would normally say. What was happening? The world seemed to be in chaos.

"Wenwen, I'll ask you one last time, is this how I am in your heart?" Li Xin asked again as if she wanted to confirm something.

"It's up to you to answer that yourself," Yan Ruowen didn't know whether to believe Li Xin or what she had seen and heard. She felt confused too.

"Wenwen, I'm very disappointed in you. I always thought you were different," Li Xin said sadly. If there wasn't even a tiny bit of trust, what was the use of explaining? In the end, she wasn't any different from other women. She vaguely remembered what her first lover, who understood her orientation, said when they broke up, ‘Li Xin, your appearance looks too promiscuous. I'm afraid you will be restless in the future, I don't like this aspect of you. Let's break up.’ At that time, Li Xin found the reason laughable, but now, she couldn't escape the label of promiscuity in Yan Ruowen's eyes. Sometimes Li Xin wondered, if she didn't look like this, would her love life be easier? She felt pathetic, looking like a promiscuous person but actually being loyal. If only she didn't care, at least she wouldn't feel so sad.

Author's Note:

After looking back, I felt like the transition was a bit abrupt, so I made some slight adjustments to the latter part.