Marriage First, Love Later: The Soft and Obedient Little Wife of Mr. Lu - Chapter 135: Zhai Moyu & Sun Jiayi (8)

Chapter 135: Zhai Moyu & Sun Jiayi (8)

Sun Jiayi didn’t have the courage to keep watching. She turned and walked away, tears welling up in her eyes as she tried hard to block out the cheerful noises of others behind her.

So she had been that ridiculous all along. Lin Yufan’s lesson hadn’t been enough – she had to go through it again to finally face reality.

Sun Jiayi returned home, but everywhere in the house bore traces of Zhai Moyu – him cooking in the kitchen wearing a black tank top, him sitting on the sofa massaging her legs…

Back then, they had lived in her apartment for the convenience of her commute to work. But now, Sun Jiayi couldn’t even find a space of her own.

The special ringtone she had set for Zhai Moyu sounded from her phone, startling her. She instinctively rejected the call.

Was he calling to break up with her?

Biting her lip, Sun Jiayi felt sharp pains spreading through her heart. Her entire body turned cold, as if wrapped in a bitter wind.

She didn’t want to lose her last shred of dignity, so she took the initiative to send Zhai Moyu a breakup text, changed the door passcode, and packed up all his belongings.

After finishing all this, Sun Jiayi lay on the bed, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket like an injured little animal, seeking some sense of security through the tight cocoon.

It was too cold, and too painful.

Unlike the first time, with her more mature mindset, she could better recognize her own feelings. Zhai Moyu had made her heart flutter more and yearn more for their future together.

That’s why this time hurt even more – so much that she could barely breathe.

Exhausted from crying, Sun Jiayi fell into troubled dreams. Vaguely, she heard knocking at the door. Hesitantly, she walked to the entrance and heard Zhai Moyu’s anxious voice.

Jiayi, open the door! What exactly happened? Why are you talking about breaking up?!

The cold moonlight illuminated Sun Jiayi’s lonely figure as she stared blankly at the door, Zhai Moyu’s familiar voice knocking persistently against her ears.

I don’t want to see you today.

Sun Jiayi’s soft, subdued voice came from inside the room, and Zhai Moyu’s heart immediately ached for her.

He didn’t know what had happened. He had just returned from a mission to find himself dumped. He was angry, he wanted to demand answers, but upon hearing Sun Jiayi’s meek voice, he thought – his baby seemed to have suffered greatly too.

If… if you’re too upset right now, then get some proper rest. But don’t overthink things. You have to wait for me to solve all the problems. I don’t agree to breaking up.

Tears streamed down silently. Sun Jiayi’s once bright eyes were now red and swollen from crying. She crouched down, hugging herself, wishing she could disappear into the night.

The next day, Sun Jiayi took leave from the hospital and slept until afternoon. When she woke up, the sky had already darkened again, and a profound sense of loss washed over her.

Sun Jiayi got up, intending to take out the trash she had packed yesterday. When she opened the door, she found Zhai Moyu standing outside, still wearing yesterday’s combat uniform, his face weary and his eyes filled with sorrow.

Seeing Sun Jiayi, Zhai Moyu’s eyes immediately lit up. He urgently stepped forward and grabbed her arm as she tried to close the door.

Jiayi, what did I do wrong? Why are you breaking up with me?

Zhai Moyu, why are you with me? Sun Jiayi raised her reddened eyes, her voice unconsciously trembling with tears as she spoke.

Zhai Moyu’s heart ached terribly. He wanted to reach out and comfort her, but Sun Jiayi avoided his touch. His heart sank as he answered sadly, Of course it’s because I like you.

He’s still lying! Does he want to be like Lin Yufan, deceiving both sides and treating me like a fool?

Who do I look like?

Sun Jiayi’s sudden question caught Zhai Moyu off guard, but then he immediately understood and confirmed, You’ve met Wang Yiran?

Seeing that she didn’t respond, Zhai Moyu knew he had guessed correctly. He frowned irritably—he just knew it!

Did you see Wang Yiran yesterday? Zhai Moyu lowered his head and asked cautiously.

Wang Yiran, Wang Yiran, enough about Wang Yiran! How annoying! Why does he keep mentioning that name!

Sun Jiayi raised her head angrily, her delicate eyebrows tightly furrowed, her eyes filled with rage. Yes! I saw her! I saw you happily embracing each other! I know I’m just her replacement, satisfied now?

Zhai Moyu thought the little woman looked like a feisty wildcat when angry—utterly adorable!

But then his heart ached. Yesterday, his darling had gone to pick him up full of joy, only to witness such a scene. How heartbroken she must have been, no wonder her eyes were swollen from crying today.

This proves she still loves me!

It was my teammate’s mistake yesterday—he thought she was my girlfriend and let her in. I pushed her away immediately. Didn’t you see that, darling?

Actually, this was all Zhai Moyu’s fault.

After getting into a relationship, Zhai Moyu had become extremely possessive, always worried others might covet his girlfriend. Especially those perpetually single soldiers in the army—having not seen a woman for what felt like centuries—what if they saw Sun Jiayi and fell for his darling?

So while everyone in the team knew the captain had a girlfriend, no one knew what she looked like, having only occasionally glimpsed her in his wallet or on his phone screen.

Thus, when Wang Yiran shamelessly claimed to be Zhai Moyu’s girlfriend, those simple-minded soldiers didn’t doubt her, thinking they were giving their triumphant captain a pleasant surprise.

This led to yesterday’s misunderstanding.

Sun Jiayi listened half-convinced and half-skeptical. She didn’t have the courage to gamble again, and it was an undeniable fact that she resembled Wang Yiran.

When you were pursuing me, weren’t you just seeing someone else’s shadow?

Zhai Moyu was stunned by the question. He stared blankly at the accusing Sun Jiayi, desperately pondering the answer.

To be honest, when he first met Sun Jiayi, he did think of Wang Yiran.

It had been five or six years since his last relationship, and he had long forgotten those old feelings—it was merely the recollection of an old acquaintance.

But seeing Zhai Moyu’s dazed expression, Sun Jiayi thought she had guessed correctly: he really had been using her as Wang Yiran’s substitute.

Enraged, Sun Jiayi stomped hard on Zhai Moyu’s foot and slammed the door shut while he was off guard.

Hey, Jiayi! I didn’t!

Grimacing as he lifted his foot, Zhai Moyu pounded on the door to explain.

This time, the woman was determined to ignore him. Even if she opened the door, she treated him like air—going to and from work with a cold face, completely refusing to hear Zhai Moyu’s explanations.

As aloof as Zhen Huan after returning to the palace, she was now Niohuru Jiayi!