Chapter 70 - But I dont love you. (1/2)

”Where are you taking me?” Jing Lihua asked as the car sped in a certain direction.

”You promised I could take you to the terrace of the Sunset Square in the future. Then why not I take you there today and we find a better spot for tomorrow.”

”I didn't promise any such thing.” Jing Lihua thought that this President Li a.k.a 'Devil' was so different from what she had heard in rumors. ”You said I'll live up to my reputation but I can't say the same to you.”

”The me I show you is not the one I show to the other world.”

”Should I be flattered to know that?” Jing Lihua laughed. Though she had told Li Zhiqiang from that she suspected him beginning, in her heart she hadn't known it till he admitted that it was indeed the President Li. Thankfully, even when she was suspicious, she hadn't done anything to disrespect him.

”Why are you so concerned about taking me there?” He had mentioned it at least two times. First ta the terrace. Then in the dining room.

He didn't answer.

When they approached the skyscraper, Li Zhiqiang guided her to the terrace. When Jing Lihua stepped out, sharp wind welcomed her and chilled her to the marrow. Jing Lihua shuddered but the next moment a warm blazer was carefully wrapped around her by Li Zhiqiang. ”There was no need” His body heat was still inside the blazer so when it covered her, she felt quite comfortable. Jing Lihua had pale skin so even a little emotional stimulus would cause her blushed cheeks to stand out vividly.

Right now she was thankful that it was night so her face couldn't be seen. What would be left of her image if President Li saw her blushing at something as small as this?

”What now?” Jing Lihua looked at him in confusion. ”How is this place going to help me remember anything?”

Li Zhiqiang grabbed her elbow and guided her forward. He wasn't forceful. Jing Lihua followed him. His other hand went around her other elbow as he took her to the edge. Letting her stand there, he retreated.

”What are you doing?” Jing Lihua couldn't understand but she didn't move. She looked around and back at Li Zhiqiang who stood not far. when she saw his face, a memory flashed into her mind.

...

Six years ago.

At the age of twenty. A young girl was standing at the edge. Her eyes were emotionless as she stared at the whole city. ”So strange. Such a big city yet I feel so alone.” She looked at the pitch-black sky. That night it was starless, lacking its usual charm. Just like her. She lacked her charm that night. The girl who was as flourishing as a fresh flower had withered.

”Mother.” She took a step ahead. She was at the end of despair. ”You were the only one who sacred for me. Weren't you...?” Jing Lihua had stepped forward. She wasn't feeling pain or anything. It was just emptiness. She felt like there was no point in living anymore. She was so empty, just dead inside.