Shen Yue stood awkwardly in place for five minutes before finally breaking the silence with hesitation.
"Mr. Xie..."
The man seemed to be looking at the documents in his hand with seriousness, but in reality, he had been looking at them for ten minutes without taking in a single word.
Finally, when Shen Yue spoke first, Xie Jiangsheng let out a triumphant cold snort in his heart. Outwardly, he coldly raised his eyelids, looking at Shen Yue, his eyes filled with icy coldness. /
Leisurely, indifferently.
Shen Yue's hands and feet turned cold, her head spun. She lowered her head to catch her breath, her long, dense eyelashes concealing the emotions in her eyes.
Silence stretched between them.
Xie Jiangsheng stared at the pale, weak, yet beautiful face of the woman before him. She appeared somewhat detached, as if she had no intention of engaging with him at all.
Xie Jiangsheng confidently believed that Shen Yue had come to apologize to him. Given Shen Yue's deep affection for him, her endurance would have reached its limit by now.
He observed how Shen Yue seemed to have lost weight in just a few days since his departure. Her face was so small, pale, and delicate, as if she would topple over with a gust of wind.
After only a few days, she had become this way. Without him, how would this foolish woman survive?
Xie Jiangsheng felt no pleasure seeing Shen Yue like this; his chest felt suffocatingly heavy.
After a long while, seeing that Shen Yue still kept her head down and remained silent, Xie Jiangsheng feigned impatience and slammed the documents onto the desk, creating a sound to jolt the woman back to reality.
He said coldly, "What do you want from me?"
Shen Yue looked up as if startled, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterflies. Suppressing the dizziness, she walked over and placed the items in her hand on the desk.
It was a bank card and a key.
Xie Jiangsheng couldn't understand Shen Yue's intentions. His brows furrowed, and his dark eyes dimmed.
Shen Yue spoke to herself, "This card is for the medical expenses you paid for me earlier, and I will transfer some more to this card later. The password is the first few digits of the bank card number. This key is for the apartment."
With each word that fell, Shen Yue could feel the scorching intensity of the man's gaze, almost burning her skin.
She lowered her head, deliberately avoiding looking at Xie Jiangsheng's expression. She knew very well that Xie Jiangsheng was an extremely arrogant person, and for Shen Yue to bring up this relationship felt like slapping him in the face.
The air seemed to congeal, like an invisible hand gripping and suffocating everyone, making it difficult to breathe.
Shen Yue felt unwell, her thoughts slowed, and she didn't even notice the man's change in demeanor.
Xie Jiangsheng's heart felt numb, as if electrified. His mind was a muddled mess, like cotton-wrapped drumsticks beating against a muffled drum, a dull, heavy, throbbing pain.
He even doubted if his ears were malfunctioning. He softly asked in confusion, "What do you mean by this?"
Shen Yue paused. She thought she had explained it clearly enough, and Xie Jiangsheng should have understood.
Xie Jiangsheng remained calm, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Are you still throwing a tantrum with me? Haven't you had enough of this for so many days?"
Even now, Xie Jiangsheng still thought she was being difficult.
Did she appear that cheap to him?
Shen Yue felt breathless, sorrow and pain flooding her entire being.
"Mr. Xie." Shen Yue tried to remain as calm as possible. She couldn't pretend to be as perpetually rational and composed as Xie Jiangsheng.
"I'm not throwing a tantrum. We have no relationship now. I've only come to return these things to you."
Xie Jiangsheng lowered his head, savoring Shen Yue's words one by one. As if in a trance, he let out a low laugh.
Under Shen Yue's startled and fearful gaze, Xie Jiangsheng slowly raised his head. The mature and handsome face shed its pretense of gentleness. His eyebrows and eyes were sinister and terrifying. His rage surged from the icy aura around him, and he asked darkly, "Is that all? Did you come here just to tell me this?"
Shen Yue stared into his eyes and replied without hesitation, "Yes."
"Good! Good! That's truly excellent!" The man repeated the word "good" several times. He seemed to be using all his self-control to maintain his composure, his calm, unruffled demeanor returning to his face as if Mount Tai had collapsed before him. "Shen Yue, you said it yourself. Let me tell you, in my eyes, you are nothing. You don't really think I can't live without you, do you? Who am I, Xie Jiangsheng? With just one word from me, I can have anyone I want! You really think you're such a hot commodity that everyone is fighting over you!"
In an instant, Shen Yue's heart felt like it had been struck by a heavy hammer, both painful and numb. The dizziness intensified, and she couldn't help but step back to steady herself.
She told herself countless times not to cry, not to lose face, that crying over such a person was not worth it.
Yet, the tip of her nose still felt a sting.
Seeing Shen Yue's flustered look seemed to bring Xie Jiangsheng a sense of balance. He watched Shen Yue's hastily averted gaze, and a cold smile slowly spread across his thin lips.
"Shen Yue, let me tell you, even the most beautiful vase becomes tiresome after a while. Keep these things for yourself; consider it a breakup fee."
Shen Yue's breath froze. Her pupils constricted, her head buzzed, and she suddenly lost the ability to speak.
Xie Jiangsheng looked at Shen Yue's deathly pale face. The more enraged he became, the calmer he grew, and his words became increasingly chilling, striking fear into her heart. "If you think it's not enough, you can tell me. After all, you've been with me for so long, and I won't mistreat you. But Shen Yue, you need to understand, it's me who doesn't want you anymore. It's me who's tired of you, understand?"
Shen Yue covered her ears with one hand, as if trying to escape. Her chest turned completely cold, a chill that made her tremble uncontrollably, wanting to curl up into a ball to shield the bloody wound in her chest.
A trace of seductive crimson appeared at the corners of her pale, sickly face. Her slender shoulder blades looked weak, fragile, and easily broken.
If Xie Jiangsheng had been a little more attentive, he would have surely noticed something amiss with Shen Yue.
But in reality, Xie Jiangsheng was already consumed by rage, almost crushing the paper in his hands.
"I..."
Shen Yue's momentary dizziness lasted only a few seconds. The only sound was the cracking in her chest pounding against her thin eardrums. Her eyelashes trembled lightly, and her vibrant lips were bitten until they bled.
She said, "I don't want your things."
"I find them dirty."
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The secretary had been standing by the door. After about ten minutes, the door opened.
Shen Yue walked out. The secretary opened her mouth, about to ask, when she saw Shen Yue's unnaturally pale face. She froze. In that fleeting moment of distraction, Shen Yue had already brushed past her and entered the elevator.