Chapter 19: Those who destroy other people's marriages are morally corrupt, and so is infidelity...

Pei Jiqing felt a sense of absurdity the moment Shen Huixing's body slipped away, his fingers empty.

The feeling was intense.

It was as if the role he'd been cultivating for years wasn't that of a loving wife, but rather that of a slut. Just as he'd spent all those years boiling milk in the morning mist, hiding not gentle love but malicious resentment in the folds of his apron. When he'd hooked his arm around Shen Huixing's neck and said good morning, he should have been wishing him bad luck all day, not good luck.

Otherwise, why would Shen Huixing leave so abruptly? So unfeeling.

Over the years, Pei Jiqing had tried countless ways to please Shen Huixing, employing countless tactics of seduction, but he'd never considered making Shen Huixing feel a sense of crisis.

The trust between them didn't need to be shattered by outsiders; it couldn't withstand even the slightest wind and rain.

Pei Jiqing himself felt guilty. Their so-called trust was like lotus root soup cooked to tender tenderness on the table, a gentle tug and it would break, revealing a thousand holes.

It had been so many years.

Pei Jiqing had told Shen Huixing that they should have a morning and night kiss, a hug, and show care for each other. Pei Jiqing knew that Shen Huixing found it troublesome and pretentious, so he coaxed and pestered her. They practiced all the formalities of affection.

It turned out to be insufficient; they resembled each other in form but not in spirit. They lacked the most important soul: love.

Pei Jiqing was like throwing a stone into a frozen lake, plunging and sinking for so many years without creating a single ripple.

Chen Huixing looked at Pei Jiqing and said, "He really didn't come for me. It turns out he came for you." Shen Huixing

's Adam's apple rolled as he said "for you," as if he had swallowed a sharp piece of ice. Most of the lights had been turned off for the sake of atmosphere, and the remaining light cast a shadow over Shen Huixing's brow, slicing diagonally across his pupils.

Is Chen Huixing jealous? Pei Jiqing didn't understand. He remembered that when Wei Ji was jealous, he would just grab him and ask him for the tenth time, "Who do you choose?" Unlike the man in front of him, he even combed the ends of his hair neatly. He was sharp and wanted to crush everything.

TV started reporting celebrity news in the entertainment industry again.

Pei Jiqing actually thought for a moment that if Chen Huixing didn't let him resume his work, he would debut and act coquettishly, so that Chen Huixing would truly understand the meaning of the four words "family tradition is ruined".

Maybe it was because Pei Jiqing didn't respond for a long time.

Chen Huixing rushed out the door with his coat.

The Alpha grabbed the coat with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush a ball of fire. The brass wind chimes in the entrance were shaken madly by the door. That was a souvenir that Chen Huixing bought for Pei Jiqing on a business trip. Pei Jiqing felt that Chen Huixing might have become addicted to rushing out the door recently.

He was really angry. The rhythm of his leather shoes knocking against the yard was half a beat faster than usual.

Pei Jiqing felt that he should chase him out now.

In fact, he did so, and Pei Jiqing had considered it.

If Chen Huixing refused to go home in anger, he would have to live in the military dormitory. Given his temper, someone who could argue with his own brother must be very petty.

Pei Jiqing would then go and coax him out in public—wouldn't he have any dignity left?

Now, at his own doorstep, the scope for embarrassment was limited.

He had to have his own career.

Pei Jiqing wouldn't allow his child to be tainted by others. He might never have a child that was truly his own in this lifetime. Only his program was that, the product of all his efforts, a child denied by his DNA but affirmed by his spirit.

Countless planning proposals, a delivery room constructed from coffee cups—this program was filled with his very bones and blood.

After hearing Lao Yu say that "Honey Talk Star Chef" had been taken away, Pei Jiqing suddenly wondered what he had been arguing with Chen Huixing about the other day. What had he argued with Chen Huixing about? So what if he had been wronged? What was more important than having his program taken away?

A few days ago, he argued with Chen Huixing about what was fair and what was not - now, his own son was taken away and he couldn't even find a place to cry at his grave.

Pei Jiqing knew that no one would seek justice for him anyway. The redemption he wanted would never appear. Everything was obtained by racking his brains.

He finally realized that all the soft words he had said to Chen Huixing over the years had fallen into a black hole and not even a sound could be heard. The so-called grievance was just a throat full of broken glass, and he couldn't say his pain. After the table was overturned, no one cleaned up the mess on the floor for Pei Jiqing.

But he really didn't expect Chen Huixing to treat him like this.

It turned out that marital love could be so indifferent.

Pei Jiqing didn't blame Chen Huixing for being ruthless to him at first. He knew that he was in that position and it was difficult to back down from many things.

Pei Jiqing was just complaining that after everything was clear to him and he had done nothing, he still asked him to resign.

Five years of marriage was not enough to warm up a piece of cold iron. Pei Jiqing felt that the secretary had wanted to cut him off for a long time because he sometimes added some workload to them, and now he finally found the opportunity.

When the equation of trouble equals Pei Jiqing was established, Chen Huixing chose to directly avoid the problem.

After all, they have been living with masks for so long. Chen Huixing's "Pei Jiqing" is just a shell. If there is a crack on a corner, it will have to be melted and recast. Chen Huixing never wants a rebellious wife, but an Omega who is like a vase. He has to do his best to have a chance to shine.

He did it well before.

This incident also made Pei Jiqing understand that he can't give up halfway.

Since he knows that Chen Huixing can't tolerate any sand in his eyes, he should be more cautious. At least when he has the confidence to break away from Chen Huixing's control, he can't let his guard down.

It turns out that the so-called perfect Omega is an enamelware covered with colorful glaze. He has been applying matte paint on his body for years and has to recite the precautions for high-matching disguise several times a day. Now, if he makes a mistake,

he will be stripped of his skin. Pei Jiqing realized that everything about him was so precarious. Chen Huixing would never put him first.

Pei Jiqing did not beg anyone for this opportunity. He fought for it himself. Now, in order to get it back, he had to get Chen Huixing's permission.

It was really unfair.

Pei Jiqing still couldn't accept it in some emotional way.

Fortunately, Pei Jiqing didn't really do anything this time.

Otherwise, Chen Huixing would never let him go so easily.

Pei Jiqing could imagine that if he really accepted the bribe, Chen Huixing would definitely send him to prison and tell him that it was a punishment.

But there was no turning back for other things.

Some things should not be admitted.

Not admitting it would allow for excuses and imagination.

Once he admitted his guilt in front of Shen Huixing, it would be confirmed.

The hot summer night breeze clung to the sweat on Pei Jiqing's neck. He chased after Shen Huixing, saying, "Hubby, slow down. Let me explain!"

But Shen Huixing was walking so fast.

Unable to catch up, Pei Jiqing crouched there, gasping for breath. He stared at the ground, then, impulsively, tore off his slippers, tossed them into a nearby flowerbed, and walked barefoot across the cobblestone path. Shen Huixing

suddenly heard a loud cry of pain from behind him.

He turned around and saw Pei Jiqing slumped to the ground, his shoulders trembling as he cupped his palms.

A layer of skin had been scraped off his palms, oozing blood. His knees had banged against the bluestone, looking quite badly injured. He lowered his head, his eyelashes stained with tears that threatened to fall.

Sensing a shadow cast in front of him, Pei Jiqing's voice was choked by sobs, and he seized the opportunity to grasp the hem of Chen Huixing's pants.

"Don't go..." He deliberately let his sobs shroud his panting. The streetlights clung to their shadows, and Pei Jiqing stared at the tangled figures on the ground, thinking the wound should be even deeper.

Chen Huixing frowned, crouching down to grasp his wrists to check. The next moment, Pei Jiqing stretched out her arms and tightly embraced Chen Huixing's neck, burying her face in the crook of his neck. With tears in her voice, she tried to prove her innocence, "Hubby, don't leave me. I really didn't know he would say that. I told him everything: I'm married, and there's no possibility between him and me. I'm scared, I'm really scared." Chen

Huixing felt her neck quickly wet, her expression complex.

He couldn't understand why an Omega was crying so much.

Pei Jiqing pressed his face against Chen Huixing, deliberately rubbing his collar askew. His eyelashes brushed against his skin, and with a damp shiver, he swore, "I won't betray you. I will never betray you." Chen

Huixing pressed Pei Jiqing's shoulders, pulling them apart, wiping away his tears with his fingers. "So you're still dissatisfied with me?"

Pei Jiqing raised her eyes, crying beautifully. He knew how to make the tears linger on her chin, about to fall, like a falling everlasting flower ornament. With tears on the verge of falling, she said, "I always listen to my husband. I was the one who made the mistake first." Chen

Huixing said, "People who destroy other people's marriages are morally corrupt, and so are those who cheat. I don't want to see your name in the news again."

Liang Yi had said that Chen Huixing was a person who held everyone to his standards, pruning branches and leaves, not allowing even a single leaf to grow.

Pei Jiqing: "...Hubby, you are right."

Chen Huixing put his coat on Pei Jiqing, and then picked him up, squeezing him so hard that it seemed as if he wanted to crush his bones: "Remember what you said today."

Pei Jiqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Chen Huixing still fell for his pretending to be weak.

Sister Zhang breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Chen Huixing carrying Pei Jiqing into the room, with Pei Jiqing's face buried in his neck as they passed through the garden.

This can finally be considered a reconciliation.

Chen Huixing took the medicine box to treat the wound on Pei Jiqing's palm.

Pei Jiqing kept shrinking back in pain, and Chen Huixing said to bear it.

Chen Huixing stood up, and Pei Jiqing hurriedly grabbed him: "Hubby, can you stay with me tonight? I couldn't sleep without you for some time." Chen

Huixing did not refuse.

Pei Jiqing's hand was injured, so he awkwardly hooked Chen Huixing's neck.

Chen Huixing said in a deep voice: "You really want to do it?"

Pei Jiqing: "...Is it okay?"

Pei Jiqing was all dirty and had just cried, but Chen Huixing could actually do it? He was really not picky.

Chen Huixing rolled his thumb over Pei Jiqing's tear-stained face and said, "You still want it even after all this, I really can't stand you."

Pei Jiqing was inexplicably blamed, and when he was about to say that he didn't really think so, he was speechless the next moment.

There was really no interest or means this time, and Pei Jiqing's hands were almost wrapped like dumplings.

The two relied entirely on their physical memory.

The pheromones were a little too chaotic, and Pei Jiqing didn't know if it was because they hadn't done it for too long.

When the bed sheet entangled his calves, Pei Jiqing stared at the broken light spots from the ceiling chandelier.

His hands were injured, and Chen Huixing was afraid that he would move around, so she pressed his hands on his head, as if to pound the lies and lust into the bone marrow.

The stimulation was incredibly intense for Pei Jiqing. He pushed Chen Huixing, panting, "Honey, have your pheromones been unstable lately?" Chen

Huixing's pheromone levels had always been well-maintained. Before Pei Jiqing and he married, he exercised and took regular suppressant injections.

After marriage, he had an additional outlet.

Pei Jiqing could clearly sense that when he asked, Chen Huixing was visibly taken aback and said no, and then Pei Jiqing felt the stimulation intensify.

Pei Jiqing was practically utterly overcome by the torment.

Chen Huixing's fingers pinched the damp, soft side of his face. Two eyes and a nose—nothing special, just prettier than others, but vain, a liar, and a crybaby.

He texted Xu Ze late at night, asking him to fix the office glass by tomorrow.

A few days earlier, he had seen Wei Ji on Pei Jiqing's show and had thrown a tablet at him, creating a hole.

Military equipment was high-quality, but it couldn't withstand Chen Huixing's immense strength.

The cracks in the glass spread like a spiderweb. Just like the control that Chen Huixing is proud of // If there is a little flaw in life, the fastest way to fix it is to make this person live under his nose.