Imperfect Desires

Xin Xiaoli's demeanor took a 180-degree turn in a record-breaking time. If his father had been close, he'd be shocked. Because right now, Xin Xiaoli looked like a split image of his mother who was usually playful but when she got really mad, all hell would break loose.

He held Qiu Meihui's wrist who was staggering back because of fear. His grasp was like claws that held on tightly with no escape. He stared into her eyes, no he seemed to be intimidating her soul as he said in a dangerously low voice, "Apologize to her!"

Although Qiu Meihui felt apprehensive, she still steeled her heart, "No way! I'd never lower myself before a low born like her!" She still had the delusion that no matter what, Xin Xiaoli loved her. He had waited for her for years. How could the girl he met a few months ago could be more important than her in his heart?

But she truly had overestimated her importance this time around.

Xin Xiaoli's grip tightened even more as he said, "I said, apologize! Say another word to insult her and trust me I'll make sure you're never able to say another word in this life."

Qiu Meihui's heart shook at his words. She didn't think it was a threat. 

....

When Qiu Meihui raised her hand to slap Xiu, Nora had clutched Xin Zimen's arm tightly in shock. She didn't even see who was beside her as she mumbled out, "Fuck it! This wedding is definitely going down the road of the funeral now."

She had seen two versions of Xiu. One before the memory loss, the other after the memory loss. But both had two things in common; one, both Xius were possessive about who they cared about. Two, both Xius would lose their sanity once someone offended them in any way.

Right now, Nora had already lit a candle in her heart for Qiu Meihui. How pitiful these people were! Just because Xiu had been trying to act cute lately, they really forgot this kitten hid her claws well.

"What?" Xin Zimen questioned and Nora looked up to see not only Xin Zimen but even the other staring at her inquisitively.

Nora shook her head in a conflicted manner as she said, "Do you remember the crazed Xiu?" She paused seeing his confusion before adding, "I mean, remember the way she beat Ah-Si?"

"I don't think I'll be able to forget that," said Xin Zimen.

"Well, you're about to see crazed Xiu version 2.0."

"Huh?"

"My dear best friend has issues with her brain. She gets ticked off easily. Your daughter-in-law dared to touch her, trust me, Xiu will really make this day a nightmare for her."

 Oddly, none of the people around her doubted even a single word she said. And that's why all of them rushed up towards her side.

....

Back on the stage...

Xin Xiaoli was still restraining himself from doing anything excessive before all these guests. But Qiu Meihui had really broken past all of his patience already!

"You're gonna apologize or not?" he questioned through gritted teeth.

Qiu Meihui jutted her chin out in defiance and refused, "No! I won't say sorry to her! She isn't worth it!"

Xiu had not heard any of this. From the moment she stepped back to avoid that slap, she actually stepped on her gown and stumbled and almost fell down. If it wasn't that Darren who was moving towards Qiu Meihui with rage, saw this, she would have fallen down. It gave her a scare remembering how she had another life inside her now.

Until now, the only reason Darren had been overlooking Qiu Meihui's behavior was for her parents' sake and for Dylan's sake. Dylan and his parents' meant a lot to Darren. He couldn't bring himself to hurt Qiu Meihui just because he felt it would be like returning kindness with heartlessness. He owed a lot to Qiu Meihui's family but right now, she tried to hurt his family. It was a mistake if anyone thought he'd let this go. Both his wife and his child's life was in danger just now.

After he helped her in standing firm on her feet, he tried to walk away and get back at Qiu Meihui but Xiu had clutched his hand tightly. No, she wasn't trying to hold him back, she was trying to hold herself back.

The memory of Liu Nuan falling and her supposed 'miscarriage' that started her worst nightmare came back to haunt her at this moment. Xiu closed her eyes to stop herself from doing anything. She was constantly repeating in her head, 'Stop! Xiu, you can't do this! It's her wedding day. Let's give her one last chance. Walk away!'

However, even after repeating this mantra, she wasn't able to push herself to walk away. Just how many times had she walked away already? If she walked away today, she'd be really like an easy target to these bitches. Just like she once was!

"Sweets..." Darren could perceive the change in Xiu because of how her body was trembling. This time because of anger instead of fear. 

"For someone's bastard child, you're actually asking me to say sorry? Just what the hell are you even thinking? Don't tell me you also have some other thoughts about her."

These words of Qiu Meihui snapped something in Xiu's mind and she whipped around. Pushing Xin Xiaoli away, she pulled Qiu Meihui's hair and slapped her face. The crisp sound of the slap was so loud that everything stilled. A sudden hush fell down.

It was so quiet that someone's gasp of shock seemed to even echo around.

Qiu Meihui's eyes moistened up from the pain. She stared at Xiu with red eyes and tried to struggle but the latter was stronger and had better techniques to subdue. Xiu hit her shin to make her stumble until her back hit the wall behind. Then she clutched her neck in her grip and gave a backhanded slap on the other side of her face.

She didn't stop there, she continued to slap until someone finally came out of shock and pulled her back. Xiu tried to struggle out and seeing it was Dylan who held her, she glared at him, "Let me go! She is tired of living then let me send her on her way to hell!"

"Xiu, stop it! Have you gone crazy?!"

Xiu laughed maniacally at Dylan and nodded her head, "Of course! I have lost my mind. So what? Let me tell your sister what a bastard like me learned on the streets."

Everyone around Xiu was in shock to see her state. She didn't look like her usual self. Instead, she looked like a vengeful spirit that was thirsty for blood.