Chapter 22 — I Used To Love You To Exhaustion

Hoo Canh Xuyen looked at her frantic face, her violently rising chest, and her suddenly red cheeks. The impatient fire that had almost burned him for the past few months finally subsided somewhat. Kieu Van Ngoc was both scared and angry, biting his lip hard. The smell of blood spread, but Huo Canh Xuyen did not know how to control it, on the contrary, it became even more violent. Until Kieu Van Ngoc waved her hand and slapped him in the face. Use all your strength. Hoac Canh Xuyen turned his face away, red handprints immediately appearing on his skin. He remained motionless for a long time, a look of confusion appeared in his eyes, his fingers unconsciously rubbing his cheeks. Kieu Van Ngoc has never hit him, after all, the previous Kieu Van Ngoc loved him that much.

“You scoundrel!”

Kieu Van Ngoc cursed coldly and tried to rub her lips. It's dirty. Huo Canh Xuyen was not angry at all, on the contrary, he smiled slightly: "Okay, hitting me will make you angry."

"Before, you made me unhappy. You can't count on me pretending to die to deceive you. Follow me to the civil affairs department, let's remarry first."

Kieu Van Ngoc almost burst out laughing.

“Mr. Hoac, don't you understand human language?”

"I'm not trying to make fun of you, but I really don't want to go with you. Let's just break it off."

Hoo Canh Xuyen's face immediately darkened: "Cut it off? Kieu Van Ngoc, what nonsense are you talking about. We are husband and wife!"

"Already divorced! I don't want to remarry you either!"

Kieu Van Ngoc looked straight into his eyes, saying every word, "Because I don't like you anymore, I don't want to be your wife anymore, is that okay?" Looking at Hoac Canh Xuyen's expression from disbelief to confusion, Kieu Van Ngoc suddenly gave birth to a somewhat distorted pleasure. The person who loves more always has to sacrifice more. Kieu Van Ngoc of the past once placed Hoac Canh Xuyen at the top of her heart, cherished it, and gave it away despite everything. But love, no matter how passionate, will one day erode. Having lost this love, a person like Hoac Canh Xuyen will probably feel unfamiliar. But thinking back, Kieu Van Ngoc found herself very funny. The pain of the past three years is real, Huo Canh Xuyen's discomfort now is of no use, it cannot compensate her in the slightest. Kieu Van Ngoc didn't bother to say more and turned around to leave, but he pulled her back. Huo Canh Xuyen's eyes darkened, his tone stubborn: "To be clear, what do you mean you don't like it anymore?"

“I've liked you for ten years, how can you say you don't like me?”

Kieu Van Ngoc stiffened. She self-mockingly raised the corners of her lips: "When did you know?" Secret love for seven years, marriage for three years. Since when did you know that? Huo Canh Xuyen lowered his eyes, his voice dry: "A few months ago, when I thought you were dead, I happened to see your diary..." So he saw it. I've seen that deep-seated love, that hidden, unspoken admiration, and even the fatigue and pain that followed. Kieu Van Ngoc's eyes were stinging, she forcefully pushed his hand away.

“Hoo Canh Xuyen, everything is over.”

Chapter 19 Huo Canh Xuyen began to cling to Kieu Van Ngoc. Kieu Van Ngoc left restaurant to eat, he stood guard outside. Kieu Van Ngoc went to gather her classmates, he quietly followed. Kieu Van Ngoc stayed in the villa and did not go out, but continued to receive bouquets of fresh flowers. She stuck her head out the window and looked down, the Maybach parked downstairs, a familiar man leaning against the car, the fire on his fingertips lit up and down. Lady Kieu sat next to her and gave her a plate of pre-peeled fruit: "Tsk tusk, what is he playing, is he turning his head?"