Mi ex se volvió loco tras la ruptura

Capítulo 19

"Ouch...it hurts!"

Goodness, this woman is really ruthless, she only hits his sore spots! But... she doesn't seem so angry anymore.

Rubbing his temples, which bore witness to his many misfortunes, Fang Weiyang finally resigned himself to admitting that her happiness stemmed from his "pain."

"Xiao Zi, how can you be so heartless, always bullying people?" he accused plaintively, burying his face in the neck of the woman who was still secretly laughing, almost on the verge of tears.

No way? His tone… Her lips, which were about to curve into a smile, froze. Feng Zi lowered her head with difficulty to look at his facial expression, only to see a dark head… hiding in her arms…

What are you doing?

The fiery beauty's intermittent volcano erupted for the second time. She was furious and wanted to push him away, her pretty face turning red with anger... well, embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, she forgot that she was sitting in someone's lap at that moment. In her fierce resistance, she lost her balance and fell straight onto the desk.

"Oh!" she exclaimed in surprise, her eyes closed, almost anticipating her tragic end.

"careful!"

Abandoning his usual coquettishness, Fang Weiyang cried out in worry, hastily reaching out to pull her back into his arms.

"You idiot, are you trying to scare me to death?" he growled angrily.

"You...you..."

Having just recovered from her shock, Feng Zi stared dumbfounded at the man so close to her, only to be plunged into another wave of fright.

Wow! Is this man in front of her really the same effeminate man she usually is? It's clearly the same face, and he's clearly... yelling at her, scolding her, but why does she feel so happy that she wants to laugh?

Did she notice?

A deep, sorrowful weariness flashed across his captivating black eyes. He was just about to revert to his usual facade when—

"Who are you?"

The weariness in his eyes stung her eyes; she flared her nostrils, suppressing a strange, bittersweet feeling. Unexpectedly, she reached out and cupped his handsome face in her hands, asking in a choked voice, "Am I... crying because of him?"

Overwhelmed with gratitude, Fang Weiyang forgot all about his plans and pretense. He stared blankly at her red, moist eyes and couldn't help but ask in the same bewildered voice.

"Yes, who am I?"

He appeared calm and composed, yet why did she hear a faint sob?

"Don't...don't cry!"

She strained to utter those two difficult words, only to be startled to see his eyes welling up with tears. In a panic, she awkwardly leaned forward and kissed those eyes that filled her heart with panic and heartache.

A warm, salty, and slightly bitter liquid moistened her fragrant lips. She kissed it tenderly, and then another liquid slid down her right side as well. She kissed it again without getting tired of it.

"Don't cry."

Her lips brushed against his eyelids as she murmured, while tears inexplicably streamed down her face. A glistening tear quickly slid down her cheek, then along her beautifully curved chin, wetting Fang Weiyang's forehead, before gradually merging with his tears, becoming one…

Time passed, and the two forgot to pay attention, simply embracing each other, forehead to forehead, cheek to cheek, sharing each other's body heat and heartbeats. Until—

"Sister Fengzi, I've packed everything, I'm leaving now."

Yu, the assistant who was working at Oni's during the summer vacation, suddenly opened the door and peeked in, excitedly shouting. Upon seeing the scene inside, she blushed, awkwardly touched her nose, and gave the two embarrassed people a sheepish grin. "No...no problem, please continue." Then she hurriedly withdrew her head and ran away as fast as she could.

Please, who can keep going like this?

Feng Zi couldn't help but roll her eyes at the sky, and then—

"Let me go." She calmly pushed away the iron arm across her waist, but became interested in the firm muscles her fingertips touched and couldn't help but squeeze them hard a couple of times.

Fang Weiyang winced slightly in pain, his thick eyebrows furrowing, but he remained silent, only looking down at her large, curious eyes, a tender smile playing on his lips.

"Wow, so it really was you who beat up that pervert Shimada Jiro last time!" Finally confirming that he was also a strong man, his small face, which had suddenly tilted up, was full of surprise and admiration for a hero.

What do you mean by "it really is"? It's him all along!

He glared at her, slightly annoyed. "You don't trust me!"

"What do you mean?" She blinked her tired-looking eyes and smiled with a hint of guilt.

"Still saying you didn't?" He immediately exposed her, and pressed on relentlessly. "I don't care, you have to compensate me!"

"Compensate... compensate for what?"

"Pay...pay me back..." His cunning black eyes darted around quickly, and he made his decision. "Accompany me to the Zhuo family's banquet tonight."

"Tonight—" Feng Zi couldn't help but look miserable. It wasn't that she didn't want to go, but Ye Zi and Lucky had been urging her to go... Well, it's best not to mention something so embarrassing.

"You have plans?" His handsome face suddenly darkened.

"Hmm," she answered cautiously, then, noticing his displeasure, quickly added, "Could you compensate me with something else?"

"With whom?" He was more concerned with which reckless man dared to mess with him.

"N-no... I don't know." Oh no, his complexion seemed even worse.

"Really?" He moved closer to her, his handsome face ashen and menacing.

"Of course it's true!" If she weren't still sitting in his lap, Feng Zi thought she would have jumped up in fright. "It was Ye Zi who arranged it, I don't know anything about it."

She wondered if telling the truth would save her from this ordeal.

"A blind date?"