Chapter 569: Just Forget Her

The atmosphere became somewhat stiff.

Jiang Chenghao paused for a long moment, then instinctively said, "If I go personally to explain to Uncle Liu..."

He stopped himself halfway through his sentence.

This idea was too naive.

A faint glimmer of tears flashed in Liu Xin'ai's eyes: "I'm sorry, Cheng Hao, I cannot gamble with my father's health..."

"I know, it was my rashness, I'm sorry."

Jiang Chenghao took a deep breath, yet he still did not want to give up just like that.

"Xin'ai, is there really no room for change in this matter? You clearly know that Qin Yiyan does not love you, you truly won't be happy being with him, and I don't want to see you suffer, can we really not..."

"Cheng Hao."

Liu Xin'ai interrupted him again, struggling to control herself from letting her tears fall, and said word by word: "At this point, do you really think I am marrying Qin Yiyan for my own sake?"

Jiang Chenghao did not speak.

A bleak smile appeared on Liu Xin'ai's face: "Whether I am happy or not is no longer important; I just don't want to make my family sad, nor do I want my father to ruin his health because of my affairs... and even more so, I cannot let the business he poured his life's hard work into face any problems..."

Jiang Chenghao clenched his fists tightly, a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

The strength of the Jiang Family simply could not be mentioned in the same breath as the Liu Family and the Qin Family.

He didn't even have the qualifications to fight for it.

The private room fell into silence once again.

A long time later—

Liu Xin'ai suddenly stood up.

Jiang Chenghao looked up at her with some surprise, and immediately saw her take a necklace out of her bag.

On that thin chain hung a ring he could not be more familiar with.

"I'm sorry, Cheng Hao, the engagement cannot be canceled; you... forget me. I have greedily kept this ring until now, and it is time to return it to you."

Liu Xin'ai's tone was somewhat choked with sobs; after she finished speaking, she pulled open the door and left without looking back.

Jiang Chenghao sat in his original seat, carefully picking up the ring, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Xin'ai actually still kept this ring... in her heart... she still had him.

The opposite private room—

Jiang Baobao and Cai Xiaotang were talking when they suddenly heard what sounded like a door opening; they both instinctively stopped and pricked up their ears.

Immediately after, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor.

The two looked at each other and hurriedly stood up.

Pulling open the door, they indeed saw that the door to the opposite private room was already open.

Liu Xin'ai's back flashed past the corner and vanished in an instant.

"Why did Xinaijie leave?"

Jiang Baobao was somewhat puzzled and instinctively walked into the opposite private room.

"Little Uncle, are you two done talking?"

After Jiang Baobao finished speaking, she noticed that the food on the table had barely been touched, and Jiang Chenghao was staring blankly at a ring in his hand.

Cai Xiaotang also stood to one side, keenly sensing something.

A long moment later—

Jiang Chenghao let out a long sigh.

"Sit down, Xin'ai has already left."

As he spoke, he carefully tucked the ring into his pocket.

Jiang Baobao and Cai Xiaotang looked at each other and sat down beside him.

"Little Uncle... what did you and Xinaijie talk about?"

Jiang Baobao asked tentatively.

Jiang Chenghao shook his head; after pondering for two seconds, he simply said: "Xin'ai said her final goodbye to me and also returned the ring I gave her before."

"This..."

Jiang Baobao's gaze flickered for a moment, and her mood was somewhat helpless, yet she understood in her heart that Liu Xin'ai doing this was for the best for both of them.

Cai Xiaotang also comforted him from the side: "Little Uncle, since that is the case, then don't think too much about it... surely one day, you will also be able to find your own happiness again..."

"Xiao Tang is right, Little Uncle, you... let go of Xinaijie."

Jiang Baobao also followed up with a word of advice.

The two of them spoke one after another to keep Jiang Chenghao company, neither wanting him to be too sad.

Jiang Chenghao, however, stared down at the ring in his hand, a flash of unwillingness suddenly crossing his eyes.

Does he really have to let go like this?

There are still a few days until Xin'ai's wedding... everything is still in time.

He does not want to give up just like this!

At least...

At least give the two of them one more chance to choose!

He does not want to watch helplessly as she steps into a life where she will not be happy for the rest of her days!

On the other side—

After Liu Xin'ai left the restaurant, she went straight back to Qin Yiyan's villa.

Just as she went upstairs, she ran into Qin Yiyan, who had also just returned not long ago.

The gazes of the two people met in the air for a brief moment.

Liu Xin'ai took the initiative to look away, not intending to speak.

"In a bad mood?"

Qin Yiyan's slightly teasing voice rang out.

As soon as Liu Xin'ai heard his voice, she felt her chest grow even more stifled; she still said nothing and, with an expressionless face, pushed open the door to her room.

Just as she intended to close the door, she heard footsteps sound out behind her.

Her movements paused, and she simply walked straight into the bedroom.

Qin Yiyan looked over her back thoughtfully and raised an eyebrow.

He had been busy preparing for the wedding these past few days, so he was in a good enough mood not to hold Liu Xin'ai's current attitude against her.

He only asked suddenly: "When will you have time to go take wedding photos? It would be best to settle it within these two days; if we don't take them soon, there won't be enough time."

"Wedding photos?"

Liu Xin'ai's footsteps paused, and she immediately replied without hesitation: "No need, I don't intend to take them."

"What did you say?"

Qin Yiyan finally couldn't help but knit his brows, looking at her with displeasure.

Liu Xin'ai also turned around and said expressionlessly: "I said, I don't intend to take them."

"Liu Xin'ai, do you think this matter is something you can decide?"

Qin Yiyan stepped forward two paces, his tone carrying a hint of a threat.

Liu Xin'ai, however, gave a cold hum, not caring at all.

Wedding photos...

If they aren't taken with someone you like, then what meaning do they have?

There is simply no need for them to exist.

Just a moment ago, her heart had already completely died.

The only task remaining now was to go through the motions of the wedding.

As for the rest, she had no extra energy to do anything more.

"Liu Xin'ai, I am talking to you; who are you putting on that long face for?"

What Qin Yiyan could stand the least was her wooden appearance, as if she had lost her soul, reacting to nothing at all.

"If you don't mind that I won't be able to smile the entire time, then we can take them if you want."

Liu Xin'ai finally responded, but the words she spoke made Qin Yiyan instantly fly into a rage.

"What do you mean by 'won't be able to smile the entire time'?"

He pressed her with his tone.

This time Liu Xin'ai did not remain silent, only saying in a calm tone: "Just stating a fact; photos are what best reflect a person's emotions. If you aren't afraid of the photos turning out fake and ugly, I can cooperate with you."

Qin Yiyan's expression suddenly turned sharp, and a breath of air became abruptly stuck in his chest.

A fine 'fake and ugly'!

It just so happened that he also found taking photos troublesome!

Not taking them is just as well!