Chapter 1867 - 1885: Ding Meichen (Part 7)
Ding Meichen had a clear mind, not clouded by love. She knew well that Xie Yibin being able to stand out among many distinguished young men to become Shen Zian’s fiancée, and later being able to maintain his position despite being targeted by Shen Zian’s direct line because of her, was definitely not someone who was incompetent.
If Xie Yibin were to discover her true nature and find out what she had done, he would be the first to not let her go. As much as he pampered her before, he could be that ruthless in the future.
She always knew Xie Yibin was truly cold and unfeeling, harsh and unkind. Only an idiot like Shen Zian would think the man she chose was righteous and straightforward. Failing to recognize people, she deserved to die so miserably.
Observing Ding Meichen’s reaction, Xie Yibin slightly frowned, seemingly not expecting such a big reaction from her. However, Ding Meichen’s response was quick enough; she made no effort to hide that momentary loss of composure, and even maintained an angry glare at Xie Yibin.
"How could you do this?" Ding Meichen pointed her finger at Xie Yibin’s chest, pouting as she said, "I’ve been so busy lately, I forgot such an important day. You should have reminded me. If we were going, we should have gone together."
As Ding Meichen spoke, she couldn’t help but start crying, "Sister Zi’an was so good to me when she was alive! She was the best person to me, my biggest support. I will never forget my gratitude to Sister Zi’an in this lifetime, but unfortunately, I can never repay it."
"Alright! Stop crying, your sincere feelings towards Shen Zian are enough." The doubts in Xie Yibin’s heart disappeared instantly, and on the contrary, he found it a bit amusing. It was silly of him, after being provoked by a few words from Su Hai and Ji Yuanjie, to become so suspicious.
"Precisely because of that, I should have gone. You went too far, going by yourself without even calling me along, how could you do this?"
Xie Yibin pulled Ding Meichen into his arms, soothing her softly. In the direction Ding Meichen couldn’t see, a touch of mockery crossed his lips. He refrained from telling Meichen for the sake of appearances.
If Shen Zian knew he married Ding Meichen after her death, she would probably fume with anger.
She was an extremely domineering woman, absolutely unwilling to see her former fiancé marry her cousin. It would be an insult to Shen Zian, and although he didn’t like Shen Zian, he wasn’t willing to insult a hero in such a way after her death.
However, he was aware that when Shen Zian had just passed away, Meichen loved to visit her grave. Apart from festivals like the Qingming and the Ghost Festival, she would visit whenever she had nothing to do or if she encountered something happy or unhappy.
It was precisely because he saw she indeed had some conscience towards Shen Zian that he resolutely bore the reputation to fight against his family and marry her.
"Yes, it’s my fault, my mistake. Next time, if I go again, I’ll definitely tell you."
Though Ding Meichen said okay, her heart was bleeding. What she wanted to hear was a promise never to go again; she had accompanied him for twenty years, and yet she could not compare to Shen Zian, who never treated him sincerely with respect. How could she possibly swallow this anger?
Yet she couldn’t express what she truly thought, as saying it out loud would be like slapping her own face.