My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again

Su Hongxing told herself she should get used to Ye Qilan’s obsessive need for control. After all, for the past two lifetimes, his desire to control her was beyond human comprehension.

In this lifetime, his control over her was even more intense than before.

What could she do, physically fight with this irrational man?

Finally, Su Hongxing endured and relieved herself in front of Ye Qilan.

The feeling of using the restroom with a man watching was utterly nauseating.

It was worse than being stripped and stared at by a crowd. After all, the way one looks when doing their business is far from graceful.

Observing Su Hongxing’s pale face, Ye Qilan was utterly puzzled. “There isn’t any part of you that I haven’t seen or touched before…”

“Shut up, Ye Qilan!” Su Hongxing had endured enough and quickly rushed out of the bathroom.

At the end of the corridor was another groom in a suit—Xiao Ji.

Su Hongxing slowly slowed down as her eyes met Xiao Ji’s deep, cold ones.

The next moment, Ye Qilan gripped her waist tightly. She winced, returning to her senses and turning to see him clenching his jaw.

“Xingxing, I have something to tell you. Come with me!” Xiao Ji stepped forward, grabbing Su Hongxing’s arm, trying to pull her away.

Ye Qilan had no intention of letting go and reminded him: “Xiao Ji, Su Hongxing is my woman!”

Xiao Ji laughed upon hearing this: “Doesn’t everyone know that today you’re marrying Cao Shiyu? And you still have the nerve to say Xingxing is your woman? What, inviting her to your wedding isn’t hurtful enough?!”

Ye Qilan gazed at Su Hongxing. She looked calm and composed—showing no emotions.

He’d rather hurt her—if she was hurt, it would mean she still cared for him in some way.

But he couldn’t read her thoughts, couldn’t tell what she was planning.

So, Ye Qilan couldn’t hurt Su Hongxing and perhaps, neither could Xiao Ji.

“Also, don’t forget you have your wedding to attend.” With these words, Xiao Ji’s expression changed.

He accused Ye Qilan of hurting Su Hongxing, but he had no right to. He, too, had hurt her.

He and Ye Qilan were both responsible for hurting Su Hongxing.

“Ye Qilan, can’t you just let her go? Let her live the life she wants…”

“Sure, when I’m dead.” Ye Qilan finished his sentence and forcibly dragged Su Hongxing away.

Xiao Ji clenched his fists, staring hard at Su Hongxing’s receding figure.

Feeling his gaze, Su Hongxing turned and flashed him a smile.

Even though it was a bright and beautiful smile, it made him feel a pang in his heart.

Back in the day, he had promised never to make her cry. So even now, at this very moment, was she still smiling at him?

“You are not allowed to smile at any other man but me!” Ye Qilan’s face darkened when he saw Su Hongxing’s smile.

Su Hongxing glanced at Ye Qilan lightly: “You can control my freedom, but not my heart. If I want to smile at someone, I will, can you stop me?”

She pulled her hand out of Ye Qilan’s grasp and walked away with large strides.

After confirming the bride’s location, she walked slowly towards it.

As she entered, both Cao Shiyu and Zhou Luhe in the dressing room turned to look at her. Upon seeing her, their expressions changed.

“Sorry, I turned down the wrong aisle. I was looking for my man—have you seen them?”

After Su Hongxing finished, she suddenly pushed the door wide open.

Turning around, she feigned surprise: “Oh, there you are. I’ve been looking everywhere.”