Shattered Diamonds and Summer Cherries

At the Feng family’s dinner, Jian Xi arrived wearing the gown Mo Li had given her, and Feng Zhang crushed his wineglass. “Dressed in such a garish outfit, who are you trying to seduce?” She looked at the elegant woman beside him. The necklace at her throat was identical to the one he had given Jian Xi years ago. “Mo Li is waiting for you,” he said coldly. “Don’t dirty my carpet.” Later, Jian Xi played Feng Zhang’s favorite piece in the music room, blood staining the keys red. He rushed in like a madman, only to hear her final whisper: “How wonderful… this time… he won’t even give me his hatred…”