There’re Always Paranoid Thoughts to Monopolize Me - Extra 17.2

As Qin Ke’s identity was gradually guessed and spread by more and more people, the discussions in the entire banquet hall also gradually increased.

However, overall, it remained quiet – no one dared to speak loudly.

After all, in the past year or two, the news of this Huo couple’s discord and failing marriage had already spread throughout the city. Everyone was curious as to why this Huo family mistress, whom few of them had seen, had come at this time.

After a few steps, the crowd completely dispersed to both sides.

And the only small circle that hadn’t dispersed was completely exposed right in front of Qin Ke’s eyes.

It was a group of four people standing together, with one man and one woman facing away from Qin Ke slightly moving aside.

In front of them, facing sideways to Qin Ke’s path, was a man wearing a well-fitted suit, holding a glass of champagne between his fingers, with a charming female model on his arm.

Perhaps having just heard the commotion, he said something to the people he was talking to, then slowly raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over.

Their eyes met.

Qin Ke’s steps faltered, and she stopped.

A moment later, her face expressionless, she shifted her gaze to the woman on the man’s arm.

The woman had very alluring features, a curvaceous figure, and a somewhat familiar face – possibly a minor celebrity model.

Qin Ke judged silently.

During this silence, the guests’ gossipy emotions were almost uncontainable.

“What’s the situation? The new flame and old love have run into each other, isn’t this going to cause a big scene?”

“It’s not appropriate to call them new flame and old love, after all, this Huo family wife is the official wife, that little starlet, huh.”

“No, do you really think she can be considered the Huo family’s official wife? There wasn’t even a formal wedding, only the engagement back then made a bit of a splash. I think Young Master Huo never took her seriously. Otherwise, how could he play around so recklessly for a year or two, and even dare to bring a young model to appear at his own family’s banquet?”

“That’s true.”

“I heard she’s a Cinderella without any background. Poor thing, she still couldn’t escape the fate of being forgotten while there are mistresses outside.”

“If she has no background, then she can’t fight against the Huo family. No matter how wronged she feels, she can only endure it…”

Hearing these discussions clearly, Qiao Xiaoyun was so angry her face had turned pale, but the person involved beside her remained calm.

After standing in the spotlight for a few seconds, Qin Ke started moving again, walking over.

In fact, this last stretch of distance was only about a dozen steps.

In a moment, she stood in front of Huo Jun.

Her gaze fell back on him.

Qin Ke’s pupils trembled slightly, her gaze lightly sweeping over the man’s face.

In the utterly silent banquet hall, the woman’s voice was so soft it seemed ethereal.

“Long time no see.”

“…!”

Huo Jun’s pupils suddenly shook, as if stung by a needle, the ink-black color in the depths of his eyes suddenly churning, those deeply buried emotions boiling and contorting.

But a few seconds later, he only spoke with a hoarse voice, turning his eyes away, and laughed lowly.

“Yes, this really is… a… long… time… no… see.”

After laughing, Huo Jun looked at Qin Ke, his gaze containing hidden edges, sharp as ice.

“I thought you never planned to come back in this lifetime.”

Qin Ke was silent for a few seconds, then said softly.

“It was a year and a half of further studies, I told you about it.”

“Did I tell you back then – if you really left me that day, then you should never come back again,” Huo Jun said in a deep voice.

“…??”

Qiao Xiaoyun beside her looked at Qin Ke in surprise – she didn’t know that Huo Jun had said such harsh words back then.

Moreover, the use of the word “abandoned” somehow sounded a bit… pitiful.

As Qiao Xiaoyun was lost in her thoughts, she heard Qin Ke hesitantly speak:

“Was that serious? I thought it was just said in anger.”

Qiao Xiaoyun choked. “……”

Two seconds later, she glanced at Huo Jun’s almost cold as iron expression, and finally couldn’t help but tug at Qin Ke’s clothes, lowering her voice to the minimum, and squeezed through her teeth. “Sister… so many people are watching and listening… even if you really think that, you can’t say it out loud…”

Huo Jun gave Qiao Xiaoyun a cold look, then fixed his gaze back on Qin Ke. He curved his lips into an icy smile.

“So now, why have you come back?”

“……”

Qin Ke looked at him.

After a few seconds of eye contact, Qin Ke didn’t answer, but instead asked softly. “Who is she?”

As she spoke, Qin Ke’s gaze followed Huo Jun’s arm to look at the charming and beautiful woman.

The quiet banquet hall buzzed for a moment at this question, but in an instant, all voices were suppressed again to near silence.

Everyone was holding their breath, just waiting for Huo Jun’s answer.

Huo Jun let out a light, mocking laugh.

His pitch-black eyes stared unblinkingly at Qin Ke.

“I had to have a female companion… Oh, let me introduce, she’s my new girlfriend I just met today.”

“?!”

Qiao Xiaoyun’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

She never imagined that the man who she had personally witnessed being so deeply in love with Qin Ke could say such words in front of so many people.

Qiao Xiaoyun was furious –

“Huo. Zhong. Lou! You son of a -”

“Xiaoyun.”

Qin Ke’s calm voice cut in, but it was cold to the extreme.

Qiao Xiaoyun’s heart suddenly trembled, and she almost instinctively stopped speaking, “Ke-Keke…”

Qin Ke held her back.

Then Qin Ke slowly raised her gaze, meeting Huo Jun’s eyes, “You just asked me, why did I come back?”

“Yes.”

Huo Jun’s face was expressionless and tense.

“Since you’ve already abandoned me, why come back, we should each go our separate -”

“Let’s divorce.”

“…………!”

Like a silent bomb exploding in the banquet hall, everyone who heard this sentence clearly was stunned for a moment.

Huo Jun was the first to be hit.

The ringing in his ears lasted for more than ten seconds before it subsided.

When Huo Jun raised his head again, there were terrifying bloodshot streaks in the whites of his eyes. He lifted the corner of his mouth, forcing an almost ferocious smile –

“What… did you say?”

The man’s voice was hoarse, and as he spoke, he violently shook off the woman beside him. He stepped forward, grabbing the neck of the calmly smiling girl and pulling her sharply in front of him.

He lowered his head, his eyes terrifying.

“Say. That. Again?”

Qiao Xiaoyun and the other guests were already scared stiff.

Especially Qiao Xiaoyun, who was standing closest – she had never seen Huo Jun like this before, his handsome features distorted like a demon crawling up from hell, even his smile seemed to carry the scent of blood.

She even feared that if Qin Ke said one word wrong, that man might directly snap the delicate and fragile neck in his hands.

However, under such terrifying circumstances, Qiao Xiaoyun heard the girl actually let out a light laugh.

“I said, let’s divorce.”

“???”

Qiao Xiaoyun didn’t have time to stop her, she was almost going crazy.

And Qin Ke seemed to be completely unaware that her life might be in danger, she even casually lowered her gaze, looking at the trembling woman behind Huo Jun.

Then she curved her red lips, smiling as she looked back at the man’s face.

“Wasn’t she your new girlfriend? I heard she had quite a few… before. You say we’re going our separate ways? Why bother doing something so troublesome, are we trying to disgust each other?”

Qin Ke laughed softly, her eyes cold as ice.

She looked into his eyes, watching as his pupils trembled with every word she said, as if enduring one stab after another.

But this knife had no handle.

With every stab she gave him, the blood that flowed down the blade first was her own.

The pain felt good.

That suffocating discomfort in her chest that almost made her breathless finally began to dissipate slowly.

Qin Ke put away her smile.

“The marriage certificate should still be at the Huo family’s house — so I have to come back. It seems a bit late today, so let’s do it tomorrow — there’s no need to pick an auspicious date, let’s just do it. Tomorrow morning, we’ll go to the civil affairs bureau to complete the divorce procedures…”

There was a sudden “crack.”

Qin Ke’s pupils contracted sharply, and among the nearby guests, several couldn’t help but let out cries of surprise.

—

Huo Jun’s right hand, holding the champagne glass, slowly loosened. The shattered glass fragments embedded themselves into his palm, some deep, some shallow. Blood dripped along the lines of his palm, falling onto the gleaming white porcelain floor, quickly pooling into an alarming puddle of red.

In Qin Ke’s consistently cool or calm gaze, there was finally a first hint of alarm and panic. She tried to suppress it, but her slightly trembling voice betrayed her true emotions–

“Huo Jun, you…”

“You want a divorce, fine.”

Huo Jun interrupted her with a hoarse laugh, his eyes black and bottomless.

He reached out, spreading his blood-smeared palm in front of her. The glass shards embedded in his flesh glinted faintly.

“Choose a piece, and cut from here.”

Huo Jun reached up, pointing at his own carotid artery. His hand, stained with crimson blood, traced a line across his pale neck, leaving a faint trail of blood.

Huo Jun looked at Qin Ke, a grotesque smile in his eyes.

“Drain the last drop of blood from my body, Qin Ke — then I’ll divorce you, then I’ll let you go.”