Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1109: In the End, He Still Lost to Him

"Here you go."

Ye Qi reached out to take it and looked at it: "Candy?"

"Mm. This is a lollipop, it’s really tasty. You can only find them in the Human Realm. Jun Moyan bought it for me. I love strawberry flavor the most. Jun Moyan doesn’t just buy me lollipops, he also buys me bubble tea, cake, and many other things I can’t name. On my last birthday, it was Jun Moyan who celebrated it with me, and he even cooked for me himself..."

As soon as Wen Xiao’ai mentioned Jun Moyan, she couldn’t stop; it made her happier than anything else.

Ye Qi noticed that whenever she mentioned Jun Moyan, she seemed like a different person; the light in her eyes truly hurt him.

It seems he was overly confident before. Xiao’ai really feels differently about Jun Moyan than she does about him.

She can distinguish the kind of feelings between men and women; towards Jun Moyan, it’s truly not just gratitude or simple liking.

Ye Qi clenched the candy in his hand tightly and quietly listened to her talk about her and Jun Moyan’s story.

In fact, listening to it made him feel incredibly uncomfortable, but he couldn’t bear to interrupt her.

Because ever since she returned to the Cat Demon Clan, he hadn’t seen her truly happy.

Only now, when she talked about Jun Moyan, was she genuinely happy.

So he let her be happy like this.

Finally, the night grew late.

Wen Xiao’ai talked for a whole hour and a half, yet remained full of energy.

He just watched her, listening to her talk about things between her and another man for an entire hour and a half, which is three hours.

Ye Qi finally interrupted her.

"...Xiao’ai, it’s getting late. I have to go back. You should get some rest."

He lifted the quilt, intending to leave.

It was then Wen Xiao’ai realized how late it was; she had been talking for a long time.

"I’ll walk you out."

"No need, I can go back myself. You should rest early."

"Wait, Brother Ye Qi..."

"What is it?" Ye Qi turned back to look at her.

"Brother Ye Qi, do you like Jun Moyan?" Wen Xiao’ai asked innocently, her big deep blue eyes still shining.

Yet her slightly pursed lips revealed her current nervousness.

She truly cared about Ye Qi’s opinion of Jun Moyan.

Ye Qi finally couldn’t continue to be magnanimous and silent.

"Xiao’ai, what Jun Moyan does for you, Brother Ye Qi has been doing for five hundred years. Have you forgotten?"

His eyes were filled with hurt, and his words carried a sense of desolation and indescribable bitterness.

It turns out love isn’t about who comes first or later; no matter how long one waits, it can’t compare to mutual affection.

"What, what..."

Wen Xiao’ai didn’t expect Ye Qi to answer her like this, leaving her momentarily at a loss.

But seeing Ye Qi’s eyes and expression, Wen Xiao’ai knew he didn’t like Jun Moyan.

Indeed, just as Feng Liyan said, Brother Ye Qi was unhappy.

Ye Qi smiled bitterly, took one of Wen Xiao’ai’s hands, and placed the candy back in her hand.

Then he gently patted her little head and said with a soft smile:

"Rest early, don’t kick off the covers."

He still couldn’t clearly express his feelings to her.

He thought Xiao’ai wouldn’t be able to accept his love.

If he said it, it would only add to her troubles and emotional burden, making their relationship even more distant and awkward.

He waited for five hundred years, and he truly didn’t expect this to be the outcome.

He also didn’t expect that his five hundred years were no match for Jun Moyan’s six months.

Ye Qi, oh Ye Qi, if only you had spoken up sooner, maybe things wouldn’t have ended like this.