Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 133 of 214
"And you, my dear? What business do you have with my wife?" Yang Ce turned to look at Sun Jie.
"Who's your 'dear'?" Sun Jie shot him a glare. "I have no business."
For some reason, with Yang Ce standing right there, the words Sun Jie had prepared earlier just wouldn't come out—otherwise, she would have loved to say that it was because of Yang Ce that she had broken off that kind of relationship with Xiao Qing. Sun Jie simply didn't want to see Yang Ce looking so smug.
"Oh, fine then. Since there's no business, the three of us might as well have some coffee and a chat together, and dream about the future while we're at it." It was plain to see that Yang Ce was in an excellent mood.
No wonder—how could Yang Ce not be pleased? In the end, it all worked out in his favor. Since both women were his, whatever happened between them, Yang Ce lost nothing.
Sun Jie's lips moved, but no words came out. Xiao Qing, however, asked in confusion, "Yang Ce, what on earth is going on?"
"This isn't the place to talk. How about we find a hotel, get a room, and have a proper discussion?" Yang Ce said with an evil grin.
"Enough, Yang Ce. If you won't say it, I will." Sun Jie had already composed herself and spoke calmly. "Xiao Qing, you saw it yourself—Yan and I have known each other for a while."
To be continued
673. Testing the Waters
"Enough, Yang Ce. If you won't say it, I will." Sun Jie had already composed herself and spoke calmly. "Xiao Qing, you saw it yourself—Yan and I have known each other for a while."
"So you two know each other." Xiao Qing still had not grasped the situation and did not dare speak carelessly.
"But don't worry, there's nothing between Yan and me. Yang Ce was only pretending to be my boyfriend." Sun Jie paused a moment, then said, "My father was pressuring me to get a boyfriend, so I dragged Yang Ce in as forced labor."
"Now, Sun Jie, that's not quite fair of you to say." Yang Ce heard her words and felt somewhat uncomfortable. What did she mean, nothing between them? Then what were those nights before—one-night stands, two-night stands?
This made Yang Ce, a man with a strong sense of male pride, feel a sudden distaste. "There's no outsider here. Why not just lay everything out clearly?"
"Fine, you're the one who asked me to say it." Sun Jie was entirely unfazed by Yang Ce's words. "Xiao Qing, since this guy doesn't mind losing face, then I have nothing to hide. True enough, I was raped twice by this bastard Yang Ce. Do you know why I came to see you this time? I wanted to cut off our relationship. And why? Because I was afraid this bastard Yang Ce had some filthy disease, that he'd pass it to me, and then I'd pass it to you—that wouldn't do at all."
"Ah?" Xiao Qing stared blankly at Sun Jie, unable to speak.
Yang Ce was furious, glaring at Sun Jie, his face dark as a thundercloud. "Could you show a little decency when you speak? If I had a disease and gave it to you, would you enjoy that?"
"You're the one who insisted I speak. I'm only telling the truth." Sun Jie fought back a smile and said with a perfectly straight face.
But what neither of them expected was that Xiao Qing would boldly interject, "Xiao Jie, Yang Ce doesn't have any disease. You don't need to worry too much."
"What?" Sun Jie and Yan exchanged a glance, and this time, in perfect unison, they smiled bitterly and shook their heads.
"I was joking." Sun Jie explained helplessly. "Xiao Qing, what happened between Yan and me was purely an accident. And besides, you know I don't like men. Don't worry."
"Oh." Xiao Qing nodded with a frown, no one knowing what she was thinking.
Two women, one man—and each of them entangled in ambiguous relations with the others. The atmosphere at Yang Ce's table had turned somewhat strange.
But the atmosphere was soon interrupted. A commotion rose from a nearby table—several young men were having a conflict with a waiter in the café.