Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1161: She Let Him Down

"Jun Moyan..."

"Xiao’ai, it’s me." Ye Qi spoke softly, but his throat couldn’t stop choking. His heart had long since been dripping with blood, riddled with wounds.

"Brother Ye Qi...?"

"It’s me."

Wen Xiao’ai’s mind gradually cleared up, yet her brain was filled with the clan leader’s merciless face and ruthless coercion, and that sentence: Ye Qi’s love for you is just like your love for Jun Moyan. How could you repay him? You either marry him, or he dies.

A flood of helplessness and pain swept over, and Wen Xiao’ai nearly fainted several times from the strain.

"Brother Ye Qi..."

She called weakly, her voice tinted with a sobbing tone.

"I’m here, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? First drink some porridge, then take your medicine; you’ll feel better." Ye Qi spoke, placing a hand on Wen Xiao’ai’s icy forehead.

What he felt was a handful of cold sweat.

"If I had known you would develop feelings for a mortal first, I think even Ye Qi wouldn’t stay silent all this time. Now that he wants to speak, he cannot."

The clan leader’s words rang in her mind like an alarm bell,

accompanied by Ye Qi’s earlier words she couldn’t understand—

"Xiao’ai, the things Jun Moyan has done for you, Brother Ye Qi has been doing as well, for five hundred years. Don’t you remember?"

Tears slid down, and Wen Xiao’ai opened her pale lips, saying guiltily, "...Brother Ye Qi, I’m sorry."

It was she who wronged him.

It was her foolishness that had let Brother Ye Qi down.

Knowing Ye Qi’s feelings for her, all Wen Xiao’ai felt was guilt and more guilt.

Guilt that made her want to give herself a few slaps.

A few hundred years of liking someone who didn’t even understand what liking meant, and just when she started to comprehend, she turned to love someone else.

Wen Xiao’ai felt she was terribly despicable.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry... I didn’t know, I truly didn’t know."

It was precisely because her feelings for Jun Moyan were so difficult that she deeply perceived the pain and sorrow of this unrequited love, this love that cannot even be spoken.

How could she have harmed such a good person like Brother Ye Qi?

"What’s wrong?" Wen Xiao’ai’s sudden apology left Feng Liyan and Ye Qi bewildered.

Ye Qi slightly shook his head, indicating he didn’t know what had happened either.

"Xiao’ai? Aren’t you feeling well?" Ye Qi touched Wen Xiao’ai’s cold face, wiping away her tears. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

He thought she was still not fully conscious and was speaking nonsense.

Feng Liyan checked her pulse, which was still chaotic, her body terribly weakened.

"Alright, it’s okay now. Drink the porridge first." Ye Qi picked up the spoon and started to feed Wen Xiao’ai, but she didn’t want to eat at all.

"Listen, drink the porridge first, or you won’t be able to take your medicine."

"I don’t want to eat..."

"You can’t go on without recovering your health, listen, if you have no appetite, just drink a little."

"..."

Feng Liyan took the porridge from Ye Qi’s hand, bringing it back to Wen Xiao’ai’s mouth.

"Drink the porridge first, then you’ll have the strength to discuss things."

"...Discuss what?"

Wen Xiao’ai lowered her eyes slightly, large tears rolling incessantly down her cheeks, her long, curled lashes glistening.

At this moment, she really wished she wouldn’t wake up, just slept on endlessly.

She didn’t want to face these things, didn’t want to marry Ye Qi, didn’t want to separate from Jun Moyan, didn’t want to choose between Jun Moyan and her clan.

Seeing Wen Xiao’ai in this half-dead state drove Feng Liyan to madness.