After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash-Chapter 379 - 21: Tender Trap (Part 21)

Xie Zhang’s eyes were bloodshot as he stared at An Jiayi coldly, teeth clenched, "Say that again!"

"I said, the gentleman inside will marry me. Xie Zhang, you want me to go with you, but then what? Will you marry me?" An Jiayi’s eyes were thick with sarcasm, she looked at Xie Zhang as if she was looking at some garbage, full of impatience, "You won’t marry me, why should I go with you?"

Xie Zhang felt a surge of anger churning within his chest, knowing that the most dignified thing to do now was to turn around and leave.

But he still couldn’t let go. He raised his hand, grasped An Jiayi’s arm, and said slowly and with difficulty, "Come with me... Jiayi, I have nothing to do with Lin Le Yao anymore, don’t worry, I will not marry her, nor will I marry anyone else, things between us will remain the same as before, there won’t be any changes..."

A look of astonishment flashed through An Jiayi’s eyes. Xie Zhang’s actions were beyond her expectations.

She blinked, her eyes sour with tears, and after a long time, choked up, "No changes? Xie Zhang, how can you even say that? Was my life with you ever dignified? I was just a canary you kept, what am I considered!"

The sound of water in the bathroom did not stop, like a death knell.

Xie Zhang desperately wanted to rush in and grab the man inside, to crush him to dust.

Yet now, he was terribly frightened.

He anxiously watched An Jiayi, his hand holding her arm not daring to relax in the slightest, his eyes lowered, the pressure around him heavy, "You’re not... An Jiayi, no man rears a canary like I do, my feelings for you are not that filthy!"

"Oh? Filthy?" An Jiayi smiled derisively, her cold laughter biting, "Mr. Xie, I really don’t understand now, in the eyes of people like you, what exactly is considered filthy?"

Xie Zhang felt his heart being tormented repeatedly by An Jiayi.

None of these words, none of these things, were within his expectations.

It shouldn’t be like this...

How did it become like this?

Xie Zhang took a deep breath and spoke again, his voice hoarse to the extreme, "Who is the person inside... what’s his name! I won’t let him off!"

"It doesn’t concern Mr. Xie, does it?" An Jiayi’s face hardened, she unhesitatingly broke free from Xie Zhang’s grasp, coldly saying, "Please leave, this is my home! If you don’t leave, I can call the police to arrest you."

Xie Zhang, unable to hide his astonishment, "You want to call the police? An Jiayi, are you going to have me arrested? What do you take me for? Your expendable sugar daddy? Now that you have someone else, can you talk to me so recklessly?"

"Yes, you know I have someone else now." An Jiayi’s expression became even colder, her eyes unflinching, sharp, and full of derision, "What I want now, someone else can give you. Xie Zhang, you’re out of the game now."

All of Xie Zhang’s anger, due to An Jiayi’s cold attitude, vanished into thin air.

After the raging anger, even greater pain began to flood in; unexpectedly, he tightly hugged her, "Jiayi... Jiayi... stop joking, you’re just angry, right? I shouldn’t marry someone else, I know you’re angry, can you forgive me? I love you, I truly love you."

An Jiayi’s face was numb, she let Xie Zhang hold her tightly, her eyes hollow, and after a while, she murmured softly, "Xie Zhang, let it go, this is where we end, it’s better for both of us."

Xie Zhang shook his head, unusually flustered and frantic, his voice hoarse and urgent, "Jiayi, give me a little time, everything will get better, don’t choose someone else, don’t leave me..."

Before this, even Xie Zhang himself didn’t know he could be so abject.

Tears in his eyes hot, touching An Jiayi’s skin, she paused for a moment, then An Jiayi’s eyes became even more resolute.

"Let go of me!"

"No!"

"Let go of me! Let go!"

Xie Zhang just held her tightly, letting An Jiayi struggle fiercely.

Until she raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face.

Xie Zhang turned his head aside, probably not expecting it; rather than anger, his expression was more one of bewilderment.

An Jiayi crossed her arms and stepped back, watching him coldly.

Xie Zhang saw An Jiayi’s face under the light, with a ferocious beauty he had never seen on her face before.

Her entire being seemed to come alive in that instant.

She looked at him coldly, her sneer tinged with irony, "Xie Zhang, what makes you think you can summon and dismiss me at will? Do you think you can win me back with a few pretty words and theatrics? Let me tell you, I won’t! After all, in my eyes, you’re just not worth it. Too risky, not generous enough. I can find better men than you! And..."

An Jiayi paused, then said coldly and dispassionately, "The way you’re begging in front of me now, you really look like a dog!"

Xie Zhang’s pride shattered, maintaining his turned head, motionless, his gaze unfocused.

An Jiayi pointed towards the door, her voice cold, without a trace of sentiment, "Get out! Go away!"

Xie Zhang left. He left quietly, without a word.

An Jiayi watched his silhouette swallowed by the corridor until only an unfathomable darkness remained.

She finally couldn’t contain herself, slowly sliding down the wall, covering her mouth, gasping in pain.

The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped abruptly, and a young girl in a bathrobe opened the door, looking at the squatting An Jiayi with a troubled expression, "Jiayi, who was that man just now?"

An Jiayi shook her head, her voice bleak, as if completely hollowed out, utterly drained, "No one, nothing..."

After speaking, she got up dispiritedly and walked toward the bed.

"Jiayi, thank you for letting me use the bathroom. I have an audition soon, so I’ll be leaving now. You get some rest." The young girl looked at An Jiayi with concern, paused and couldn’t resist saying, "You should really see a doctor, Jiayi. You don’t look well."

An Jiayi smiled, saying she knew and thanked her for her concern.

Once the girl had changed and left, An Jiayi let all her emotions surge out at once, sobbing uncontrollably...

In a private, elegantly classical booth, Xie Quan looked at An Jiayi sitting in front of him, his expression cold and scrutinizing.

"I heard that lately, you’ve been spending time with Xie Zhang?"

An Jiayi was taken aback, she looked down, her expression calm, "Yes."

"You’re straightforward." Xie Quan sneered, looking at her disdainfully, "Our family’s status isn’t something you can ascend to. People should know their place. I advise you to retreat in the face of difficulties."