Song Xi was stunned. She thought she was dreaming, so she could not help but touch his face. "Wen Yu?"
When she touched the man's face, she realized that his skin was warm!
Wen Yu took a step back as if he had been bitten by a snake. The corners of his mouth twitched as he voiced out indifferently, "I didn't expect you to go this far just to get a divorce."
"You don't have to think about finding me another woman. I agree to divorce."
These familiar words...
The more Song Xi heard his words, the more familiar she felt. Wen Yu said these words to her on the day before their divorce, did he not?
At that time, she had been bewitched by Xie Ke. To divorce Wen Yu, she had even drugged him and forced her husband to sleep with another woman...
What a fool.
She was so regretful that she pinched herself!
Ouch, it hurt!
Song Xi was stunned because it was not a dream. It was real!
She was reborn. She went back to the day before they divorced!
After the shock, Song Xi's eyes turned red. Looking at Wen Yu's handsome face, her heart was filled with bitterness.
She regretted it.
In her previous life, Song Xi spent her entire life not knowing that Wen Yu loved her. This time, she would never let him down again...
As for Xie Ke, who had hurt him in her previous life... She wanted him to pay the price!
Wen Yu did not realize the viciousness in Song Xi's eyes. He placed the divorce agreement in front of her and said, "If there's no problem, sign the papers then."
Song Xi could not hold back her emotions. She pounced on Wen Yu and hugged him tightly. She buried her head in his chest and listened to the strong beating of his heart. She could feel his warmth and his unique scent.
She shook her head and said, "I was wrong... I won't leave you again. I won't leave you for the rest of my life!"
Wen Yu widened his eyes and tried his best to endure the burning sensation due to the drug. "Do you know what you're saying?"
"I know!"
Song Xi tore the papers into pieces and looked at Wen Yu with determined eyes. When he was still in a daze, she lifted her hands and hooked them around his neck. She then tip-toe and kissed him as she used her hands to rip his shirt in a panic, "I know what I want to do!"
Wen Yu's eyes darkened. His body stiffened as he allowed Song Xi to set fire to his body.
After an unknown amount of time, he sensed that she was serious. Thus, he carried her to the bed and pressed down on her.
The man's voice was hoarse as he spoke, "No regrets?"
Song Xi's eyes welled up. She forced a smile and kissed Wen Yu's Adam's apple. She seemed to be teasing him. "No, not at all."
Wen Yu held her red lips, tore off her clothes, and caressed every inch of her skin with his fingers.
"Xi Xi..."
Wen Yu wrapped his arms around her slender waist and would mutter her name every time he pounded her.
Song Xi endured the waves of pleasure and responded to him warmly. She looked at that familiar handsome face and moaned softly...
'This time, it's my turn to watch over you!'
The next day, the bright and beautiful sunlight shone in from outside the window.
The light fell on the eyes of the person who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.
Song Xi frowned as her long eyelashes trembled slightly before she opened her eyes slowly. However, her eyes were filled with hatred.
The past and present were interwoven together. The image of Wen Yu dying in front of her was like a nightmare that she could not forget.
Song Xi placed her hands over her heart and panted heavily. That feeling of suffocation bound her tightly and pulled her into the abyss.
Wen Yu...
She put away the quilt abruptly, and there was a bloodstain on the bedsheet, which bloomed just like a bright rose on the beige bedsheet.
It was not a dream. Song Xi was indeed reborn!
Knock, knock, knock.
The sound of knocking on the door interrupted Song Xi.
"Who is it?"
"Madam, your sister is waiting for you downstairs."
Sister?
Song Nan?
What was she doing here?
Song Xi put on her clothes and opened the door. "Where's Wen Yu?"
"Sir has a meeting in the morning and has already gone out. He said he would come back for dinner tonight."
"Okay then."
"Madam, Miss Song..."
"Tell her to wait in the living room. Also, get breakfast ready."
Song Xi made some arrangements before she elegantly closed the door and went back to her bedroom.
The maid looked at her back in surprise. She seemed to have changed. The maid could not tell what had changed, but she was different from before.
Song Xi sat in front of the vanity mirror and elegantly put on light make-up.
Song Nan. Song Xi had a strong sense of hatred toward this name.