The Villain And His Sweet Wife - Chapter 112

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Long Kun was here?

Why was Long Kun everywhere? Luo Nuying felt unlucky.

And he shows up during the worst times possible!

Luo Nuying followed Long Kun as he walked away. “It’s not what it looks like!” she tried to explain to him. Long Kun ignored her, rounding a corner. She then noticed he was going into the same restaurant she had just left.

She grabbed him by the wrist and stopped him dead in his tracks.

“Miss Luo,” Long Kun began. “It’s not my business who see during your free time. You are free to do as you please. There’s no reason to explain yourself when it does not affect me.”

Her chest squeezed. “All right…but I still want you to know that Niko and I are just friends. He asked me to help him with a favour. That’s why I was with him.”

Long Kun’s eyes met hers. “Whatever you do with your life has nothing to do with me.”

Luo Nuying then dropped her grip on him. Tears fought to spill, but she did not let them shed. She held her chin high. “All right, Mr. Long. I got the message loud and clear. Goodbye.”

…

Long Kun watched as Luo Nuying walked away from him and she did not turn around. Not once.

Something in him itched to take a step forward—to grab her hand and turn her around and soothe away her unshed tears.

But he only watched her until she disappeared and stepped back into the car with Niko.

Something burned inside him—a feeling he did not know or understand. It was foreign to him. It was an itch that never went away, a crawl that crept up his skin.

Luo Nuying was someone he kept at bay.

A girl like her, so beautiful, wild, and carefree, was not meant for someone like him. He was into numbers and books; she was into shopping and taking pictures. He was boring. She was entertaining.

And yes, he was jealous when he saw her with another man, but that did not matter.

Luo Nuying deserved a man that’d travel the world with her, not keep her here, trapped. There was nothing Long Kun could offer that would make her happy. So he acted like a jerk since the beginning.

In the first meeting, he was struck. It was at his sister’s engagement party. He’d seen her. A woman with bright gold hair it was nearly white and she had grey-green eyes like a pond. Luo Nuying had been too busy to notice his presence.

It was when Long Ken spoke to her and acted like the usual self that had annoyed her. She was not interested in him.

Defeat settled into him. Long Ken was his twin. If she did not want one twin, what made him believe she’d like the other, less interesting one?

Long Ken was the playboy. Long Kun was the typical intellectual, nerdy type. So he slipped away.

But he did not understand why Luo Nuying had shown interest in him now.

…

Luo Nuying stopped calling him.

She stopped sending him things. She stopped checking on him.

She had completely shut him out.

This was what Long Kun wanted and yet didn’t.

…

Luo Nuying sat in the regular coffee shop she went to.

Ever since her last conversation with Long Kun, she had stepped back into her normal routine. She worked in the morning and up until the afternoon and kept herself busy at night.

She saw Long Kun once again, but she passed by and ignored him. She swore she saw his gaze follow her, but she did not want to play into her delusions again.

“You look sad. What happened?” Long Mei questioned her.

Luo Nuying stirred the marshmallows in her hot chocolate. She sighed, “You were right, Mei. Your brother does not want me.”

“He does not want anyone,” Long Ken added.

Luo Nuying glared at him. “Why are you even here?”

“Mei invited me because she wants to tell me something. You are the one that interrupted us with your misery.”

Long Mei gave him a disapproved look. “She needs a friend to talk to. Why don’t you ever show an ounce of sympathy for once?”

Long Ken smiled. “Mhmm. That’s not really me.”

Long Mei shook her head, but Long Ken’s expression changed. “Just hold on,” he said to Luo Nuying, taking a sip from his black coffee. “Knowing him, Kun needs time to think about it. He uses logic, not his heart. But often, when your mind and heart are at war, one will dominate. He…he’s not easy to warm.”

Long Mei nodded. “He’s right! Long Ken would know what he’s thinking. They’re both persimmons!”

“You mean pessimist,” Long Ken corrected her.

“What did I say?”

“You called us fruits.”

“Oh,” Long Mei began. “Well, yes, they’re both pessimists.” She reached out to take Luo Nuying’s hand. “You deserve the best, Ying. You’re a queen, and I don’t think you should wait for him but he has to make the next move.”

Luo Nuying smiled. She then wrapped her arms around Long Mei and whispered “Thank you,” by her ear. She then stood and parted from her friends.

Luo Nuying went back to her apartment, refreshed. She stepped inside and dropped her keys, eye-wide, as she looked at Long Kun standing inside her apartment.

She was at a loss for words. “Long Kun! Y-you’re in my apartment? W-why?”

He stepped forward. His hair was messy, as if he had run through it with his hands many times. His tie was loose, his frames were crooked. He removed his glasses. “Miss Luo,” he began. “You’re an irritating little thing and a stunning creature and I need to what’s happening to me.” His eyes dropped to her mouth. “I don’t feel like myself. I don’t feel like anything is right without your phone calls, your quirky gifts, and my chest…my chest hurts. Am I dying. Is this what this is?”

Luo Nuying could not help but release a laugh as her eyes glistened. She then stepped forward. “Can you describe more of your ailment?” She whispered huskily.

“Headache. Loss of sleep.”

“I think I have a cure,” she cut him off.

He looked at her, so open and hopeful and wanting. “You do?”

“Mhm-hm,” she said, as she leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his lips. It took him by surprise, but it did not take long for Long Kun to put his hands in her hair, inhaling her mouth with his, biting down her lower lip. Luo Nuying gasped for breath. “I’m still mad at you,” she said.

Long Kun lifted her body, wrapping her legs around his waist. He kissed her jaw, her cheek, down the base of her throat.. “Then I’m going to have to work hard until you forgive me.”

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