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After the Fake Young Lady Stole Everything from Me, I Became the World's Sweetheart
Chapter 334 - Three-Hundred and Thirty-Four: StimulusChapter 334: Chapter Three-Hundred and Thirty-Four: Stimulus
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
When she opened the door, the interior design and furnishings inside gave Fang Xi a sense of familiarity, and her heartbeat quickened. She immediately called Yun Nan; she needed confirmation from the person she trusted the most.
Every part of the house was spotless. It didn’t look like someone was living there, but someone must have meticulously cleaned the place. Fang Xi’s hand caressed the ornaments and knick-knacks on the shelf in the living room; they were her favorite cartoon characters. Everything here seemed to be tailor-made for her, though there were some men’s items that she was unfamiliar with. ‘These aren’t Ye Kun’s,’ she thought.
Fang Xi stood in the living room and closed her eyes, feeling the flow of the surrounding air and her sealed memories. Gradually, she seemed to hear the sounds of water flowing in the kitchen.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt Even with her eyes closed, Fang Xi knew where the kitchen and bathroom were. There was a bird sculpture on the balcony of the south bedroom. She had spent a lot of effort bringing it back from a trip she went on. She’d wanted it in the living room as decoration, but he said it was too ugly, so she placed it on the balcony, where it became a rack for drying shoes.
Fang Xi took a deep breath and opened her eyes, feeling uncomfortable for no apparent reason. She slowly walked over and pushed open the doors. She saw the kitchen, the bathroom, and… that bird sculpture on the south balcony. Fang Xi was stunned.
“You remember now, don’t you, Fang Xi?” Xi Cheng’s bass voice suddenly came from behind. Fang Xi abruptly turned around; she hadn’t noticed that there was another person in the room.
Fang Xi tried her best to calm her pounding heart, and her head throbbed slightly. A horde of images rushed out at her, vying for her attention. However, there were too many of them crowding her mind—it was a mess. She couldn’t see anything clearly. She shut her eyes, and her body swayed.
Xi Cheng caught her. “Fang Xi?”
Fang Xi instinctively pushed him away and stood against the wall as support. “Don’t come over!”
Xi Cheng stared at her pleadingly. “Fang Xi, do you remember? This used to be our home! We’ve lived here for seven years; every item here was carefully selected by you. They’re all your favorites. Do you remember?”
Pinpricks of pain stabbed through Fang Xi’s brain. She slowly slid down the wall and sat on the ground. “Fang Xi! Fang Xi!”
Fang Xi glanced at him weakly. She wanted to push him away, but her strength had left her. Her head hurt so badly that her consciousness blurred. White lights flashed behind her eyes, so blinding that she was unable to open her eyes. Xi Cheng’s voice was getting further and further away, and Fang Xi felt slightly weary. She was weary of him, of this house, of…
*Bang! Bang! Bang!* Someone knocked on the door. Xi Cheng paid no heed to it. He picked Fang Xi up and gently placed her on the sofa, thinking, ‘Fang Xls much thinner than before, and she wasn’t fat to begin with.’
When they were together, Fang Xi was very concerned about her weight. She would weigh herself in trepidation even if she ate an extra piece of meat. She monitored her weight closely; she had to maintain her figure at its most perfect state, always worried that he wouldn’t like her if she wasn’t.
Xi Cheng’s tears fell onto Fang Xi’s face as he cried, “Fang Xi, the person I love the most is you, no matter what you become! Fang Xi, please stay with me. Stay here in our home and spend our lives together. I’ll love you for the rest of my life! Let’s go back to how we used to be, okay? I promise I’ll love and cherish you in the future, Fang Xi!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe carefully kissed her face, ignoring the knocking on the door. The door banged open, and Yun Nan rushed in, swift as an arrow. She grabbed Xi Cheng by the back of his collar and roughly pushed him away, yelling, “Get off! Don’t touch her!”
Yun Nan’s heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest as she supported Fang Xi, who was wobbling where she sat on the sofa. “Fang Xi! Fang Xi! It’s me, Yun Nan! I’m here! I’m sorry I’m late. Hang in there, Fang Xi. Open your eyes and look at me, please! It’s me! It’s Yun Nan!” Yun Nan burst into tears.
Furious, Xi Cheng got up from the floor and shouted, “Get out! This is my home!”
Yun Nan turned around, her eyes bloodshot as she glared at Xi Cheng. “I’ll kill you if you dare to touch her!”
Xi Cheng was about to step forward when Shi Nian and Ye Kun came up behind him and held him back. “Xi Cheng! Calm down!” Shi Nian ordered, shocked and angry.
Xi Cheng struggled and yelled, “I just want Fang Xi to remember me. Is that so wrong?”
Shi Nian was so infuriated that he wanted to strangle this b*stard and unconsciously increased the strength he used to hold him down. Ye Kun let go of Xi Cheng to check on Fang Xi.
“Fang Xi? Fang Xi?” Ye Kun called out, his heart aching as he looked at Fang Xi’s pained expression. He held her hand and found that she was burning up..