C2 Because I Don't Love You

The emotion in his eyes was too intense, too heartbreaking. Shen Yueyin avoided his gaze and asked, "What do you mean, why?"

He didn't respond, instead pressing her firmly onto the bed.

His scent suddenly filled her senses, surrounding her completely. Shen Yueyin's mind was in turmoil. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms, trying to regain some composure. "Do I really have to say it out loud?"

He didn't answer, just moved closer.

Shen Yueyin quickly raised her voice, "Because I don't love you."

At her words, his body went rigid.

She forced herself to suppress the bitterness inside, crafting a smile that was just right. "I got into your bed for your money. Now you want to marry me? The world is vast, and I haven't caught enough birds yet. How could I settle down and marry you?"

Not enough birds?

Her words nearly drove him to the edge.

He remembered the first time he met her, hearing her speak with a soft smile about her three life goals: the first was to see many birds, the second to catch many birds, and the third to tame countless birds.

Those words, wrapped in her gentle voice, made his veins throb with frustration.

"Shen Yueyin!" he growled.

Her fingers traced along his jawline as she softly replied, "Yes?"

Meeting his furious gaze, Shen Yueyin placed a finger on his lips. "Come on, for all the nights we've spent together, let me go."

Their eyes locked, silence stretching between them.

The heat in his eyes slowly turned to ice.

The pressure on her body eased as he stood up, turning his back to her for a long moment before finally uttering, "Fine."

It felt like a heavy hammer had struck her heart. Shen Yueyin's throat tightened, her eyes flickering as she continued, "Can you promise not to trouble him?"

"Who? Him? The one you're having an affair with?"

Jing Si took a deep breath, his response was a simple "Fine."

His tone was icy, yet it seemed like he said nothing at all.

"Thank you, I will..."

"No need." His voice was cold as ice, his handsome face devoid of emotion. "Shen Yueyin, you'd better hope our paths never cross again!"

He walked decisively, opening the door without hesitation.

"Bang—"

The loud slam startled Shen Yueyin, making her shiver. She quickly drew the curtains, changed her clothes, and slipped out the back door.

Meanwhile, at the center of the event, under the flash of cameras, the man stood like a statue, flawless from every angle.

"Mr. Jing, there's a rumor that your fiancée is the former movie star Shen Liang. Is that true?"

"Mr. Jing, when will the bride make her appearance, and where will the wedding be held?"

"Director Jing, is your mysterious fiancée as stunning as the rumors suggest? Will she be appearing at the engagement party later?"

His voice was deep and cold as he responded to questions about the bride, uttering just three words: "She's dead."

Dead?

For a moment, the bustling banquet hall fell eerily silent.

Explosive news!

This story dominated the headlines for an entire week without a doubt!

"Jing Si's fiancée tragically dies on the day of their engagement party!"

"The cherished love of Second Master Jing, protected for three years, meets an untimely death on their engagement day—was it an accident or foul play?"

"The current CEO of the Jing family, Jing Si, loses his beloved wife under mysterious circumstances, leading to a week of seclusion and despair?"

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