"I will forever stand in the place you once stood. All you need to do is take a step back, and you'll meet me once again.

Ji Chenxi Blog

Outside the window, a warm ray of sunlight pours gently onto the desktop like a golden veil, bright and clear. However, it only reaches the edge of the table, for the corner I am seated in is just out of the sun's reach.

Contrarily, the maiden sitting opposite to me is bathing entirely in the sunlight, like a blooming poppy.

"Should I address you as Miss Ji, or should I call you Lawyer Ji, or perhaps... Mrs. Jiang?" The woman opposite me took the lead to speak.

I stared at the elaborate dark-colored tea sets in front of me. Even without lifting my head, I seemed to see a mocking smirk at the corner of her lips.

"As for how to address me, you can directly ask Jiang Siyan."

I didn't lift my head. It's not that I lack confidence but because I do not want to see a face distorted by jealousy.

It's absurd that within just a month, three women have sought after me. The woman opposite me is the fourth one.

"Haha, you thought I'd fear just by you mentioning Jiang Siyan? What... what do you think you are?!"

She openly provokes me. But regretfully, I haven't planned to strike back yet. Such provocations have become routine.

There is a saying, "He who often walks by the river cannot avoid getting wet," which perfectly encapsulates my predicament.

Being maintained by an excellent man long-term, merely getting verbally attacked by women in his life, without getting into screaming hair-pulling fights, is already a blessing.

"What's the matter, lost your voice? Or are my words leaving you speechless?" She asked back, her voice smug in triumph.

I remained silent, and she became more triumphant.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you...you're utterly shameless! A shameless woman, where do you get the nerve to speak? Haha..."

She laughed extremely exaggeratedly, thinking that it could provoke me, but all this proves is how pathetic she really is.

"A woman unable to win a man's love, who resorts to pushing away other women around him, your sense of morality...is not exactly noble either."

I stood up, finally giving her a glance. Upon seeing her distorted face when hearing my words, I laughed triumphantly.

God can bear witness, although I laughed triumphantly, I didn't lose myself in amusement.

While she was angry, I wickedly added another line: "Oh, I almost forgot, before you, several women have approached me, all of them younger than you, so you should take good care of yourself, always stay ready for a fight..."

I waved my hand at her in a friendly manner, turned around, and left without looking back. Although I am not a bad woman, I've never been particularly good either.

Today was a beautiful day, what a shame such lovely weather was wasted on a sour mood.

Walking through the familiar yet strange corner of the street, I soon blended into the crowd until dusk fell and I realized I had been walking for a long time.

Perhaps I should go back, but I didn't want to return to that place. I suddenly felt a pressure in my heart, craving a haven where I could hide from my sorrow without restraint.

I stepped into the "End of the World" bar, I hadn't been to a bar in a long time, because he didn't like me coming to such places, so I couldn't come, anything he disliked, I could not cross his bottom line.

The red wine in front of me was more than half empty, I knew I had no right to indulge like this, yet, when my heart is in such pain, there seems to be no boundaries to what I can do.

The phone on the bar counter rang, in actuality, the rock music in the bar was far louder than my ringtone, the reason I was sure my phone had rung was because the screen lit up as a reminder.

The caller ID displayed "Jiang Siyan" in stark contrast, making my eyes hurt. I had never dared not answer his calls, but tonight, I wanted to be willfully disobedient, so I shut down the phone.

If Jiang Siyan was Buddha in his past life, then I must have been Monkey King in mine, No matter how much I struggled, I could not escape from the palm of his hand.

Like now, what's the use of me shutting down? I am well aware that this city is full of his informants, finding me would be as easy as turning his hand.

I lay on the bar, gazing at my almost empty glass of red wine with my usual hazy eyes. So, I saw my own face, like a purple hyacinth, which held no other expression but sorrow.

This kind of face makes me heartbroken, yet I don't even have time to console my own sadness. From behind, I heard the voice of "Heibai Wuchang".

"Miss Ji, Mr. Jiang is waiting for you outside, do you go out on your own, or let him come in to take you out?”

I sniffed, pushing the sorrow I didn't have time to soothe deep into my heart, and without hesitation, I walked towards the bar exit.

When I was young, I was crazy about the phrase "take me away". Now, I will no longer whimsically let anyone take me anywhere. I've learned that I should walk on my own.

The deep autumn night, the slightly cool wind, the bright lights, like all other nights, there are no variables, all the pedestrians on the street have their own homes, yet Ji Chenxi's life has nowhere to settle.

A hundred meters ahead, a Bugatti was parked. Even the most ignorant person would know that it's a world-class brand of car. Yes, I not only recognize the car, but I also recognize the man sitting in it.

One hundred meters is not a conceptless number; even the slowest walking elderly could reach it in two minutes, but I walked for a full five minutes.

If I could choose, I hope there would be no end, I could keep walking like this, but can I choose? There's only one answer, no.

"Heibai Wuchang" opened the car door, I got in. I didn’t look at the man on my left, but I knew he must be watching me.

Staring ahead, in the blurry city lights, the city seemed to be getting farther and farther away from me, and my vision became more and more blurred.

"Heibai Wuchang" held the steering wheel seriously, the car was frighteningly silent.

In this cramped space, a pair of sharp eyes were staring at me. It's not that the back of my head had grown eyes, but I could feel that wave of intangible pressure surging towards me again.

Although I'm afraid to return to that place, I'm more afraid of this sense of invisible pressure and constraint.

As the Western Mountain Courtyard gradually comes into view, everything is as usual. The moment she hears the sound of a car, Mama Chen is always the first one to come out and welcome.

Sometimes, I wonder if it's not the car sound she responds to, but she has been waiting at the villa gate for a long while.

The moment she knows Jiang Siyan is on his way, she appears jittery. But honestly, who am I to blame her? Don't I, too, dread his arrival?

Without waiting for Hei Bai Wuchang to open the door of the car for me, I bolt away, and as I pass Mama Chen, I hear her trembling voice.

"Miss Ji, dinner is ready."

When Jiang Siyan is not around, her voice does not waver like this, clearly showing what a terrifying person Jiang Siyan is.

I have no appetite for dinner, instead I walk straight to my second-floor room, toss my backpack away, and head for the bathroom.

When he arrives, my only task is to clean myself and lay in bed for him. Although Jiang Siyan isn't married, I am not his woman. I have merely one identity, a mistress.

He once said, I am only worthy to be his mistress. Of course, I never aspired to be his woman either.

The cold touch of the bathroom's floor appeals to me. Thus, I step in barefoot, turn on the carved shower, and my body is instantly pelted by the dense, cold droplets.

If anything in this villa repulses me, this carved shower head is the only exception.

I love the way it pours droplets on me without any restraint, even though I’m way past being clean.

I lose myself in the intoxicating fog of mist, oblivious to the presenting evil that slowly crawls upon me. When a pair of strong arms seize me from behind unexpectedly, I find myself pinned onto the bathroom wall.

“Not here… please…”

My voice sounds weak, like a piece of dry wood floating in the open sea, on the verge of being swallowed by the waves at any time.

He disregards my plea and forcefully invades me from behind. Helpless, I lean against the cold porcelain wall without an ounce of resistance. In this instant, the sense of humiliation flows through each cell of my body, akin to a dose of poison.