Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 662 - 663 Shui Qingyue is Getting Married

Chapter 662: Chapter 663 Shui Qingyue is Getting Married

Shui Family!

Shui Qingyue was nestled in the rocking chair in the courtyard, hugging her knees with bare feet, staring blankly ahead.

A girl, a year or two younger than Shui Qingyue, quietly approached her from behind, her eyes twinkling mischievously, and then suddenly waved her hand in front of Shui Qingyue’s eyes.

However, Shui Qingyue showed no reaction, which made the girl pause, wave her hand a few more times in front of her, and finding no response still, walked around to face her, and exclaimed loudly, "Cousin! What are you daydreaming about?"

"Ah... Not at all, Qinghe, when did you get here?" It was then that Shui Qingyue’s gaze refocused, looking at her cousin Shui Qinghe in front of her.

Shui Qinghe sat down on another rocking chair beside her, turned her body to face Shui Qingyue, and said, "Hey hey, I’ve been here for a while now. What’s been wrong with you these past few days, you seem so out of sorts."

Shui Qingyue smiled slightly and said, "Not at all, I’m perfectly fine."

Shui Qinghe pouted and said, "Fine? In a couple of days, it will be your wedding day, and you don’t seem happy at all. Haven’t you always liked Brother Minghui? Haven’t you always been looking forward to marrying him? How come, now that you really are getting married, you’ve lost that excitement?"

Shui Qingyue’s smile twitched, and she sighed involuntarily, "I’m getting married, right?"

Shui Qinghe rolled her eyes at Shui Qingyue and said, "Come on, can you even handle this? There are only two days left, and you’re going to be the bride. How can you still be like this?"

Shui Qingyue gently shook her head and said, "I don’t even know what’s going on."

Shui Qinghe leaned closer to Shui Qingyue and said, "I feel like things aren’t right between you two now. Before, Brother Minghui used to come here every other day, but these days, he’s only come over once, and he had such a gloomy face. Did something happen between you?"

Shui Qingyue couldn’t help but recall the day Liu Minghui came to see her.

That day, they were in Shui Qingyue’s room, and Liu Minghui, with a stern face, stared at Shui Qingyue and asked through gritted teeth, "I’m asking you! Did you really do anything with her?"

Shui Qingyue met Liu Minghui’s gaze, feeling as if she no longer recognized Liu Minghui, and said, "Brother Minghui, is my chastity really more important than who I am as a person?"

Liu Minghui, impatiently waving his hand, said, "Stop talking nonsense. I’m just asking, did that bastard sleep with you?"

Shui Qingyue took a deep breath and said, "If I say no, would you believe me?"

"What do you think?" Liu Minghui’s face was very unpleasant, and his words were rigid.

"Since you don’t believe me, why bother asking?" Shui Qingyue’s heart ached as she spoke.

Liu Minghui glared menacingly at Shui Qingyue and said, "I just want you to tell me to my face."

"Heh..." Shui Qingyue suddenly laughed and said, "Then whatever you think, that’s what it is."

"So you’re admitting it?" Liu Minghui suddenly shouted.

Shui Qingyue said nothing, just smiled sorrowfully.

Liu Minghui raised his hand and slapped Shui Qingyue, cursing "Whore" before turning around and walking out.

At that moment, Shui Qingyue thought she and Liu Minghui were over, but unexpectedly, the next day the news broke that she was to marry Liu Minghui.

"Hey, cousin, you’re zoning out again." Shui Qinghe nudged Shui Qingyue.

Shui Qingyue turned her head and smiled, "Is that so..."

"Cousin...I want to ask you something." Shui Qinghe leaned closer to Shui Qingyue and whispered sneakily, "After that guy kidnapped you, what exactly happened between you two?"

Shui Qingyue squinted her eyes and said, "Do you also think that he raped me?"

Shui Qinghe rubbed her nose and said, "It’s only natural to think so. You’re so beautiful, and the two of you were alone together; any man would be tempted, let alone him, who didn’t even spare his own sister. How could he spare you?"

Shui Qingyue gave a bitter smile and said, "I suppose everyone would think that."

Shui Qinghe awkwardly laughed and said, "But you seem strange. If he really did rape you, you’d definitely be heartbroken, very upset, and hate that guy, but now... whenever he’s mentioned, you don’t seem to react like that. You’re not possibly having feelings for him because of that...cough cough, are you?"

Shui Qingyue was taken aback, almost losing herself in thought. Did she have feelings for Song Xiaodong? She probably shouldn’t, but these past few days, she kept thinking of the days spent in that mountain cavern, and Song Xiaodong’s figure kept appearing in her mind, whereas Liu Minghui, whom she thought she truly liked, barely crossed her mind.

"Wow, no way, you actually started liking him!" Shui Qinghe suddenly widened her eyes and exclaimed.

Shui Qingyue quickly shook her head and gave a bitter smile, "What are you talking about, I’m about to get married."

Shui Qinghe hurriedly said, "Hey, I’m telling you, cousin, you need to think this through. If you no longer like Brother Minghui, if you don’t want to be with him, then you better not go through with the wedding. Otherwise, being together will just lead to big problems."

"Do I have a choice?" Shui Qingyue’s lips twitched.

"Well... you still have to fight for it. Right, that’s why Brother Minghui hasn’t been coming over these days. He must think you’ve been unfaithful, and he won’t treat you well anymore. He’s probably marrying you because he has no other choice."

Shui Qingyue sighed deeply and said, "I always thought I would be happy with him, but now I know... if I marry him, not only will he not treat me well, but I’m afraid..." Thinking of Liu Minghui’s venomous gaze, Shui Qingyue shivered.

Shui Qinghe frowned and said, "You still need to figure out some way."

"Forget it... this is my fate." Shui Qingyue gently shook her head, knowing she couldn’t fight against her family’s interests, but the sense of helplessness, loss, and fear for the future was overwhelmingly strong.

Shui Qinghe looked at Shui Qingyue sympathetically and said, "Why don’t you call Song Xiaodong, ask him?"

The suggestion stirred something in Shui Qingyue’s heart, but she immediately shook her head again and replied, "No, and also... I don’t have his number."

"No number? That’s easy, leave this to me. If he really likes you, he’ll come and take you away. If he doesn’t have such intentions, then you’ll just have to resign yourself to your fate."

"What are you going to do?" Shui Qingyue asked anxiously.

"You don’t need to worry about that. I can only do my best. I can’t guarantee anything," Shui Qinghe replied.