Chapter 422 A Tyrant For His Villainess (1)

Lu Qingfeng refused to believe that he and Mo Yuchen were the same, that whatever he says now, they were two peas in a pod. He wasn't as innocent as Su Xiaofei deemed him to be, not when he ruined so many lives in his previous life after her death. He knew that regardless of his reasons, he shouldn't have done those horrible things, claiming that it was for Su Xiaofei's sake.

The rest of the night was blurry to him, but it didn't matter, as he'd already done what he needed to do, and that was to extend an invitation to Li Xiran to join their brotherhood. He didn't bother to socialize with other party attendees, as he already made sure to greet the necessary persons to pay attention to earlier.

He remained silent as his wife chose to spend her time talking to Li Xiran and Xi Qian. Lu Qingfeng could see the curiosity in her eyes, and he knew that she wanted to play matchmaker.

He sighed inwardly, thinking that Su Xiaofei should just leave them be. Whether the two rekindle their love with each other or not, it wasn't his or Su Xiaofei's business to meddle. Not that he was worried that Xi Qian won't have her own happy ending in this lifetime. Lu Qingfeng knew that she wasn't a person who could easily be swayed by mere words, and he respected her for that.

Lu Qingfeng laughed at that thought. He and Xi Qian used to be against each other when they were younger, but now they had mutual respect for each other. Hadn't it only been yesterday when Xi Qian had been trying to take Su Xiaofei's attention away from him?

Sensing that he wasn't in the mood to stay any longer than they already had, Su Xiaofei bid goodbye to her best friend and Li Xiran.

"I'm sorry, Qian. I've been busy these days, but I will make sure to pay you a visit very soon." She said before turning to Li Xiran. "I hope that it's alright with Mr. Li. I promise I won't take too much of Qian's time."

"Miss Su is welcome to visit us anytime. Of course, we won't mind."

"Then, shall we go, dear?"

Lu Qingfeng looked at her for a moment, thoughts quickly running through his mind as Mo Yuchen's words kept replaying itself like a broken record. Surely, Mo Yuchen didn't deserve Su Xiaofei's love, but did he?

He downplayed Mo Yuchen's accusation that he was reborn like him, because he didn't want to compare himself to that excuse of a man. Yet, part of Lu Qingfeng knew that it could send everything he worked so hard for into a hellhole if Su Xiaofei found out about it and rejected him again.

"Alright." He started slowly, his eyes looking at her with complicated emotions in them.

Their ride home was quieter than usual, with Lu Qingfeng's mind preoccupied with thoughts of the fact that he had kept the truth about him being reborn like Su Xiaofei from her. Meanwhile, Su Xiaofei chose to stick with him, regardless of what was bothering him. She would wait for him for as long as possible, because she knew Lu Qingfeng would have done the same thing if she was in his place.

"You seem like you had fun."

As Lu Qingfeng continued to kiss her exposed body, she arched into his mouth, wanting more from him. Her nails digging into his flesh as her legs began to curl around his body, her toes gripping the sheets beneath her in sheer ecstasy.

"You're so beautiful." She heard him say as he discarded the rest of his clothes and settled between her legs.

"You always say that." She pointed out, before her next words were forgotten as a pair of lips cut her off, his strong arms pulling her closer.

Lu Qingfeng did say that he was a little tired, but in the end, Su Xiaofei was the one who was asking him for no more.

Lu Qingfeng was sure that he was dreaming, because he knew that he had just had a mind-blowing sex with his wife earlier and had fallen asleep. His whole body stiffened when he noticed the place he was in and what could be waiting for him behind that closed door.

Against his will, his body sauntered towards the familiar room of the summer house owned by the Qiao family, where Su Xiaofei was residing. Outside the door, he found an eighteen-year-old Qiao Yuhan weeping. Lu Qingfeng didn't need to ask what was waiting for him on the other side of the door because these dreams had been persistently haunting him for as long as he could remember.

"She's gone." Qiao Yuhan said between his sobs.

Lu Qingfeng's heart clenched painfully in his chest, but he couldn't stop his own body from moving. He opened the door and found the woman he loved, lying on the bed, pale and white as a sheet. Her lips and fingernails were dark, indicating that the poison in her body had managed to ruin her inside and out.

He felt himself trembling from the sight as usual. He reached out and cupped her cheek, only to find that her warmth had long been gone.

Lu Qingfeng couldn't believe that he was having this dream again and hoped that he would wake up soon in the company of his wife. He didn't want to relive this nightmare again as he held her lifeless body and clung into it, begging her to come back.

"Lu Qingfeng! You better come back to me!"

He heard his wife's voice and wondered if he was finally saved this time.

"Lu Qingfeng!"

His eyes shot open, and he saw his wife hovering over him with worried eyes. She was still in the state of undress but she didn't seem bothered by it.

"Thank goodness you're back."

Lu Qingfeng heaved a deep breath and pulled her into an embrace.