We Are Destined to Meet

1. The Scene in My Wedding Room

Translator: Iris Guo

I glared at the two naked persons rolling over in my bed, struggling to calm down.

The women moaned with pleasure. That sound was like a sharp knife stabbing right into my heart.

It shattered my dream of marriage and all my illusions.

Tonight was my wedding night. After having a bath, I put on see-through underwear, trying to surprise my husband. But I had never expected that he would behave like this.

I lowered my head to look at the wedding ring on my finger. ‘How sarcastic it is! The right was put on less than 24 hours ago.’

Hearing Ling Mubai’s fast and shallow breath when he was on top of that woman, I felt my heart froze.

His figure was as tall as that ten years ago. His handsome face and muscular frame. Every part of his body was so attractive.

These years I kept forcing myself to believe that he was still the one in the heavy snow a decade ago.

“Don’t worry. I’m here…”

His voice was engraved in my mind, helping me through all these tough years.

When I was a child, my father beat me black and blue. I jumped out of the window and hobbled along to give Ling Mubai a bottle of milk.

When I grew up, I insisted on working in his company despite everyone’s disapproval and scoffing.

They called me bitch, which I pretended I didn’t know. I cleaned up all the messes he left without any complaint…

Many people had an unreasonable prejudice against beautiful women. In their view, if a woman had a charming face, she must have lived a dissipated life and fooled around with men.

Rumors about me had went viral, saying that I was a whore when I was under 18. Also, they said I was the mistress of some rich old men, had abortions, or got the job at the cost of having sex with the ones in authority…

Not until the day I was in the wedding car sent by the Ling family did they stop sneering at me.

All the insults went like this, “Mr. Ling has so many women around. Who does she think she is? She’s just an inflatable sex doll.”

I could feel their twinges of envy, which made me slightly smile. I didn’t care.

I knew better than Ling Mubai himself how many women had slept with him.

But I didn’t care. I believed that I would be his only one from our wedding day.

But God never blessed me.

I was petrified in the bathroom. The woman’s moaning became louder and louder, which tortured me.

I might overestimate my tolerance. I couldn’t calm down when watching such drama.

Overwhelmed by painfulness, disappointment and rage, I thought I would have a breakdown. But suddenly, my feelings found a vent somehow. It was like there was a black hole in my heart, which sucked in all the emotions.

I took a deep breath. With a smile on my face, I stepped out of the bathroom.

Their sex activity was at its height. Ling Mubai kept pushing himself against her. That woman was moaning underneath him.

I clapped my hands and smiled at them, “Mind me joining you?”

Usually, a man would go weak immediately when he was interrupted, and might not perform well next time.

But Ling Mubai was different. He slammed into her at full speed and finished it perfectly.

He gave me a brief glance and pulled himself back from her. Lighting a cigarette, he sat by the woman and took a puff, “I win.”

‘What? Win?’ I was confused.

Apparently, he was talking to that woman, but this must have something to do with me.

“Mr. Ling, you’re so naughty… My sister was in the bathroom. You know that, but still had sex with me…” The woman cuddled up to Ling Mubai shyly and said, “But you already have me. I don’t know what else I can give you for losing the game…”

I was frozen from head to toe and shivered subconsciously.

‘How could he bring a woman back on the wedding night and ignore his wife? How ridiculous it is!’

‘Ling Mubai, you go too far!’

The woman threw me an aggressive glance and then pretended to be innocent, “Sis, please don’t blame him. He just doesn’t want to sleep with a slut. I feel pity for him, so…”

Right. The woman that had been moaning underneath my husband was my half-sister, Shen Huanyan.