Reincarnated to a Wedding Night! The Stubborn Big Shot Is Blushing From My Flirting! - Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Qi Yuan, Are You Crazy?!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In the room.

Song Ziqian sat in the gentlemanly posture that Qi Yuan had liked.

“Qi Yuan, I already know about the substitute marriage. I also know that you like me. I came to meet you today because I wanted to tell you that since you helped Yanran, I shall give you a chance.”

After saying that, Song Ziqian waited for Qi Yuan’s grateful surprise.

Once, Qi Yuan was indeed surprised, humble, and foolish.

However, Qi Yuan was now leaning lazily back in her chair. Her soulful eyes were slightly raised as she said with bewitching beauty, “Hmm? What chance?”

Meeting such a gaze, Song Ziqian felt his heart beat faster.

Thinking of how obedient Qi Yuan was to him, his heart swelled unconsciously.

He said matter-of-factly, “When you get a divorce, I’ll let you be my girlfriend. Regarding the substitute marriage, your attitude hasn’t been good, so it makes Yanran sad. Come with me later to apologize to Yanran, understand?”

The more Qi Yuan listened, the more disgusted she felt. She was the one who was forced to get married and yet they wanted her to apologize to Qi Yanran.

In their hearts, Qi Yanran would always be a high and mighty princess. It was only natural for her to sacrifice her life for Qi Yanran.

But now, the meaning of her life was solely revenge.

Qi Yuan’s eyes were bloodshot as she said lazily, “Song Ziqian, I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong to you all these years. Don’t you think so?”

Song Ziqian stiffened, but when he thought of Qi Yanran’s pleading, he said without changing his expression, “Qi Yuan, I just want you to apologize. Don’t make me unhappy, and don’t try to compare your position in my heart with Yanran’s. Come to my side!”

Qi Yuan stood up. She seemed to be very obedient and walked towards Song Ziqian.

Counting the time it took to call the police, the officers should be here soon.

She said lightly, “Song Ziqian, you’d better acknowledge your benefactor first. I hope you won’t regret it in your lifetime.”

Song Ziqian frowned. ‘What do you mean?’

His benefactor was Yanran. Yanran had saved his life. He would help Yanran whatever she wanted, including scheming against Qi Yuan. If he couldn’t help Yanran, he would regret it when he saw her aggrieved.

He reached out to put his arm around Qi Yuan’s waist, intending to make some intimate gesture for the pinhole camera in the corner to capture.

But in the next moment.

Bang!

Qi Yuan raised the vase on the table and smashed it back onto Song Ziqian’s head.

In a daze, Song Ziqian fell to the ground, his head covered in blood.

Looking at the blood, Qi Yuan’s suppressed anger erupted. Before Song Ziqian could get up, she picked up a piece of the vase and aimed it at Song Ziqian’s eyeball.

She looked crazy and ruthless!

Song Ziqian reacted and looked at the sharp porcelain pieces above his eyes. He broke out in a cold sweat and said in a panic, “Qi Yuan! What… what are you doing!”

Qi Yuan gripped the porcelain piece tightly, wanting to stab it down desperately.

The slight pain in her palm calmed her a little. The porcelain shard she’d stabbed deviated.

Song Ziqian closed his eyes in shock. There was a sharp pain in the side of his face.

Qi Yuan looking like a pitiful girl who had been bullied then said in a trembling voice, “Song Ziqian, I… I’m already married. You can’t touch me.”

Only then did Song Ziqian understand the reason for the beating. He was instantly furious. He had always known that Qi Yuan was conservative, but he did not expect her to be so conservative. When he met Qi Yuan’s eyes just now, he actually felt a moment of fear. This illusion made him almost fly into a rage out of humiliation.

He bristled. “Get out of my way! I will not touch you!”

Only then did Qi Yuan retreat weakly. She lowered her head and reluctantly threw down the porcelain piece in her hand.

Song Ziqian held his head and sat up, dumbfounded.

“On… on fire???”

Qi Yuan’s room was full of paintings.

The dry drawing paper caught fire and the flames spread instantly, quickly engulfing half the room.

Those paintings could be considered as the first twenty years of her life. They were the things she could never abandon.

However, the reborn her threw the lit scented candle over without hesitation, as if she wanted to burn her past life.

Rebirth. She’d known that painting wouldn’t save her.

Instead of keeping these paintings for Qi Yanran to use, it was better to burn them.

Song Ziqian couldn’t care less about anything else. His forehead was covered in sweat as he shouted, “Qi Yuan, what the hell did you do?!”