Master Hong's Lucky Bride

Chapter 32 - Zhuang Hong’s Heartbeat

Chapter 32: Zhuang Hong’s Heartbeat

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Okay, I will redesign it per your request, Director Yang. I will submit the new design sample very soon.”

Seeing that Cen Shuang was about to leave, Yang Jinyan said in a low voice, “Cen Shuang, do you... hate me?”

When the Cen family had suffered, he did not rush over to help her. She had been going through a tough time. In the end, Cen Shuang married Zhuang Hong. This was Cen Shuang’s misfortune and his fault. Cen Shuang turned around and looked at the man in front of her. For a second, she yearned for their happy years together. Yang Jinyan was her first love. She knew that he still liked her. Although the two of them did not express it, she felt that she could not lie to him. However, the tender love they had once shared was gone long before she married into the Zhuang family.

“You don’t have to blame yourself. Marrying into the Zhuang family was my own choice. Even if you were in Lin City at that time, I would not have chosen to be with you.” Cen Shuang’s voice was not loud, but her voice seemed to echo throughout the entire office.

“Would you divorce Zhuang Hong and leave the Zhuang family?” For a moment, Yang Jinyan was anxious to hear her answer. However, his hopes were shattered when he saw Cen Shuang smile.

“I won’t.” She already thought of the Zhuang family as her own.

When Cen Shuang returned to the Zhuang house, it was still early. The air was slightly humid and hot, and very stuffy. However, in the house, the air conditioners were turned on and that made her feel better. After Cen Shuang took a shower, she changed into pajamas and lay on the bed. Zhuang Hong was lying quietly beside her. Apart from her movements, it was silent. Cen Shuang could let her guard down with this man. Everyone else thought that marrying a vegetative man was such an unfortunate thing. However, she felt that they shared a kind of happiness that only belonged to the two of them. She could remove all the pretenses, and be vulnerable with this man without being afraid because he was a vegetable. He would not look at her differently.

“I met him today to discuss some work matters. He rejected my design, but I can redraw it. He asked me if I would leave the Zhuang family, and I told him that I would not.” Cen Shuang lay on her drawing paper, she blinked and looked at the man beside her who seemed to be listening to her. After a long while, she could not help but approach him and place her head carefully on his chest. She listened to the man’s heartbeat. He had a heartbeat. He was not like a soft toy that did not have warmth. Zhuang Hong was different. Cen Shuang listened carefully to the heartbeats by her ear and counted them. The corners of her mouth curled up into a sweet smile.

“Do you think I’m a scumbag? I obviously liked Yang Jinyan in the past. Why did I reject him when he asked me to leave the Zhuang family?” She began to wonder if she did not trust Yang Jinyan enough or if she simply did not trust him from the start. In the past, her relationship with Yang Jinyan did not have a strong foundation. They had not been vulnerable with each other. She also realized that her feelings for him probably were not strong enough. “Zhuang Hong, tell me, do I still like him? If I don’t like him, why do I feel a little uncomfortable whenever I see him?”

However, if she said that she liked him, why would she rather talk to the motionless Zhuang Hong than share her thoughts with Yang Jinyan? The human heart was complicated, right? Cen Shuang thought about it and could not help but hug Zhuang Hong tightly. Only by relying on each other could they redeem each other. The room became quiet. Cen Shuang was tired from talking and fell asleep. In her dream, she seemed to be hugging a piece of warm driftwood and floating in the water with it. The surroundings were very warm and quiet. Even the air was sweet. It shifted into another dream. She dreamed of the Cen family, the place where she had grown up. She had been away for a long time and thought that she would not miss it anymore. She did not expect that she would still dream about it. Cen Shuang opened her eyes and looked at the man beside her. He had not moved for the entire night. He was in the same position every day. He must be tired of sleeping by now! “Zhuang Hong, I want to go home!”

She only dared to say such things in front of Zhuang Hong. She had been at the Zhuang house for two months and summer vacation was almost over. She seemed to have gotten used to her life here, but dreaming of her old house still made her happy.

“There are still a hundred days before the Cen family’s villa is auctioned off. Zhuang Hong, do you think the Zhuang family can help me take back the Cen family’s villa? When I married you, your mother promised me that she would buy the Cen family’s villa for me. I didn’t marry you for nothing. The Cen family’s villa is also very valuable, so the house would be a betrothal gift. I can’t just marry anyone, after all. You’re lucky that you got to marry a beautiful woman like me. Aside from me, who else wants you? Treat me well, do you understand? If you don’t listen to me, I’ll strangle you to death,” Cen Shuang said as she lifted the pillow over Zhuang Hong’s head. She looked like a vicious woman. She bullied the man in bed unscrupulously.