Chapter 9
Walking around the Duan clan grounds, Duan Lingtian's attention was suddenly captured by a concealed corner nestled within the clan compound. It was an area that seemed to be intentionally hidden away from the usual paths, invoking his curiosity. Intrigued, he followed his instinct and approached the secluded spot, eager to uncover what secrets it might hold.
As he drew closer, he realized that there were hushed voices emanating from the corner. His curiosity piqued further, he discreetly positioned himself to listen in on the ongoing conversation. He strained to catch the voices, recognizing them almost instantly. It was Duan Feng's voice, followed by another voice that belonged to Li Meiying.
Duan Lingtian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, surprised by the unexpected encounter. He couldn't help but listen to their conversation as they discussed his name. Li Meiying's voice carried a mix of annoyance and bitterness as she says "hmph that Duan Lingtian didn't even beg me to stay with him how rude of him" fuming. Duan Lingtian couldn't help but feel a pang of amusement at the melodrama of the situation.
On the other hand, Duan Feng's emotions seemed more complex. His eyes reflected his deep affection for Li Meiying, but a hint of anger flickered within them as well. He internally fumed at her preoccupation with Duan Lingtian, wishing she would focus solely on him.
With a touch of irritation, Duan Feng voiced his thoughts, 'why the heck are you still even thinking of him when I am right here beside you this bitch better know her place', He says to her with a hint of anger in it "just forget about it why are you still thinking of him it's his loss to not even be able to win you over just focus on me don't let trash stay in your head" as he attempts to embrace Li Meiying but was met with a subtle resistance as she skillfully evaded his grasp, maintaining a slight distance.
Duan Feng's anger boiled over as he rose to his feet, his frustration evident in his clenched fists and furious gaze. He pointed an accusing finger at her, his voice trembling with suppressed emotion. "Ever since we started dating, I've been patient and understanding. But you keep making excuses whenever I try to be close to you. What's the point of this if I can't even hold you in my arms? Are you trying to make a fool of me?"
Li Meiying's face fell, her brows knitting together as she listened to Duan Feng's outburst. She bit her lip and lowered her gaze, her voice almost a whisper as she responded, "I'm sorry. It's just... I'm not comfortable with this whole dating thing yet. Please, give me more time. I promise I'll open up to you eventually."
Duan Feng's anger didn't dissipate immediately, his expression still tense and frustrated. He waved his sleeves dismissively, as if casting off his own emotions, and turned to leave the room. As he walked away, his voice carried a final warning, "Fine, but I hope that during our wedding night, you won't be like this. Otherwise, don't blame me for forcing myself on you. My patience has its limits."
Unbeknownst to both Duan Feng and Li Meiying, Duan Lingtian had overheard their conversation from his hidden position nearby. As Duan Feng exited the room, the Duan Lingtian quickly and silently retreated to a concealed spot, ensuring he wouldn't be seen.
Li Meiying, left alone in the room, stood amidst the silence that hung heavy in the air. Her expression was a combination of sadness and uncertainty, her mind wrestling with her feelings. Eventually, she stepped out of the room, her gloomy demeanor a stark contrast to her usual confidence. Her thoughts remained a mystery as she walked away, leaving behind a room filled with the lingering echoes of their conversation.