Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

Xiao Qi'an looked at Chu Yun with a calm and composed expression, waiting for her answer, as if looking at prey about to jump into his trap, a hint of smugness in his eyes.

He was certain that he liked Chu Yun, but that didn't stop him from scheming against her. He knew perfectly well that if he didn't scheme, he would only be able to watch Chu Yun and Gu Huaizhi live happily ever after, and he could never tolerate such an outcome.

From childhood to adulthood, he suppressed himself in order to seek revenge, never daring to like anything or hate anything, for fear of giving Xiao Changfeng any leverage over him.

Over time, he lost track of his own likes and dislikes, becoming a humble and perfect object whose only desires were revenge. Yet, he was still a living, breathing human being, not entirely devoid of emotion. He would envy Alin's unbridled behavior, Silang's pampered nature, and Huaizhi's carefree spirit.

He had always been the one losing, but this time, he didn't want to lose Chu Yun. So even though he knew he was letting Gu Huaizhi down, he gritted his teeth and did it, and he would never regret it.

He was convinced that Chu Yun would agree to his request, but to his surprise, he was met with her rejection.

“What you say makes a lot of sense, but I don’t want to go against my conscience for revenge. I have someone I love, and I can feel that he loves me too. Whether it’s for him or for myself, I can’t marry you!”

The woman's voice was full of determination, shattering Xiao Qi'an's confidence. He felt heartbroken and absurd. Why couldn't he get what he wanted even after he had exhausted all his efforts and even betrayed his brothers? I don't want your heart, but why can't I even keep your people after all my hard work?

Xiao Qi'an couldn't find the answer. He stared blankly as Chu Yun's struggling expression faded, and a smile appeared on her face.

Then her voice rang in my ears, “Young Master, I should thank you. Your words today made me realize that he is someone I never want to hurt or betray. Just thinking about how sad he would be if I married someone else makes it impossible for me to agree to your proposal. I am sorry that I cannot accept the position of Master’s wife.”

For Gu Huaizhi's sake, Chu Yun was actually willing to give up such a good suggestion. Xiao Qi'an found it laughable. He tugged at the corners of his mouth, but found that he couldn't laugh. His voice trembled uncontrollably, "You will regret it."

He looked at the woman in front of him and smiled even more broadly. "Perhaps, but at this moment, I have no regrets. Young Master, you are a man of noble character. One day, you will meet someone who truly cares for you. She will not treat your marriage as a transaction. As long as you are willing, she will marry you with all her heart. At that time, Young Master, you will understand my feelings today."

Xiao Qi'an saw Chu Yun's smile deepen and her eyes brighten. He felt as if her smile and her words were knives stabbing into his heart, as if a huge hole had been torn in his chest, and the biting cold wind rushed in, making him speechless.

He could only watch helplessly as Chu Yun stood up and quickly left.

Her steps are so light and quick, is it because she's going to see someone she likes?

Did he abandon his sense of shame and even his conscience, and after all his scheming, he ended up benefiting someone else?

A sharp pain shot through his chest, and a metallic taste rose in his throat. Xiao Qi'an wanted to vomit, but in the end, nothing came out.

Even after turning himself into such a despicable person, he still couldn't win back the one he loved?

God, you are unfair, you are biased. Why do I have to suffer so much pain when I can't get the one I love?

I can not be reconciled!

He swept the teacup off the table, and the flying shards cut his hand, drawing blood instantly. But he paid no attention, staring at the empty hall as if searching for someone who had long since vanished.

Fine snow suddenly began to fall from the horizon, and the cold wind swirled the snowflakes into the hall.

"You all forced me to this. Look, even God can't stand it anymore and is taking pity on me."

*

As Chu Yun stepped out of the courtyard, she suddenly felt a chill on her forehead. She looked up and saw snowflakes falling gently from the sky. She couldn't help but smile and reached out to catch a few snowflakes.

The woman smiled as she held a handful of snowflakes, then quickly stepped into the swirling snow, her dark hair flying and her red dress billowing in the wind.

Only after her figure disappeared into the distance did Chu Wenshu, who had been hiding in the shadows, dare to come out.

He reached out and touched his heart, where an indescribable bitterness spread through him.

Worried about Chu Yun, he secretly went up to the roof and overheard Chu Yun's conversation with Xiao Qi'an. He then learned that Chu Yun had someone else in her heart and that she harbored unresolved hatred.

Chu Wenshu felt sad. He felt like a fool. He didn't know Chu Yun's true feelings or her past. He could only find out these things by eavesdropping. He had boasted that he cared about Chu Yun, but in fact he had done nothing for her and had never truly understood her.

He silently followed Chu Yun's footsteps, watching her from afar, his eyes stinging with tears. Sister Wen was going to find the person she loved, but he couldn't be like her and reveal his feelings to the person he loved.

The moment Chu Wenshu learned that Chu Yun had someone she loved, the intense pain and jealousy that welled up in his heart made him belatedly realize that he... might have fallen for Sister Wen.

He no longer felt closeness and dependence on Sister Wen, but instead developed a possessive desire for her. This desire reached its peak when he heard Sister Wen's words.

He didn't want Sister Wen to have someone else in her heart; he wanted Sister Wen to love him.

But Chu Wenshu was also very clear that Chu Yun only treated him as a younger brother. If he dared to cross the line, there would be no possibility of them continuing to have contact.

He didn't know what he should do, but he instinctively followed Chu Yun, watching her return to her room, and when she came out, she was holding a letter in her hand and carrying an umbrella to the kitchen.

"Please put this letter in the food box for me, and be sure to deliver it to Young Master Gu tonight."

When Chu Wenshu heard Chu Yun's instructions to the maid who was serving Gu Huaizhi's meals, he suddenly realized that Sister Wen's favorite person was Young Master Gu.

Gu Huaizhi stayed indoors, and the only person who could enter or leave his room was the maid who delivered meals. Chu Yun's letter could only be brought in through a food box. As for the contents of the letter, it might be a confession to Gu Huaizhi, or it might be a request for him to meet her. In any case, it was possible. Although Chu Wenshu really wanted to know the contents of the letter, she did not make any rash moves.

He simply stayed in a secluded corner of the kitchen, watching the maid put the letter into the food box, watching people come and go in the kitchen, hoping that someone would accidentally knock over the food box and cause the letter to fall out, at which point he would hide it.

He still retained a shred of conscience—he would never personally take the letter out of the food box.

It was as if by doing so, he wouldn't have wronged Chu Yun, and he would be completely innocent and without a trace of filth.

Chu Wenshu waited and waited, but the scene he had been hoping for did not appear. He was so anxious that he was covered in sweat and could not help but want to rush out.

But soon, just before his reason began to crumble, the maid returned, took out the letter from the box, and walked out of the kitchen in a flustered manner.

Chu Wenshu breathed a sigh of relief and followed the maid quietly.