Love In Vain

Lan Hupo was alone, with one chair and one table.

She looked at the sumptuous meal on the table—all were that Ke Beichen's favorites and she had cooked them herself.

Today was the three-year anniversary of their meeting. It was already eight o 'clock in the evening, and Ke Beichen had not come back yet.

Hupo bit her lip and finally called Ke Beichen's. After a few seconds, he picked up the call.

"Hupo, I' m working overtime at the company tonight. Just have dinner first and sleep first. You don' t have to wait for me."

"Alright." Hupo only felt a lump in her throat; she could not say another word and hung up the phone.

Her body trembled slightly.

Hupo stared blankly at the photo of Ke Beichen eating at a restaurant in the gossip news. She took a deep breath again and again.

Ke Beichen, he lied to her.

An hour later, Hupo pushed the dining cart, opened the wooden exquisitely-carved door of the VIP room at Royal Hotel.

Ignoring Ke Beichen's sudden gaze when she came in, Hupo placed a dish on the table. "Fish Roll with Tomato Sauce, please enjoy."

"Beichen, we didn't order this, did we?" Asked Meng Qinqin.

Hupo smiled and said, "Today is the three-year anniversary of Royal Hotel. We gifted these four special dishes to you. In addition to Fish Roll with Tomato Sauce, we also serve Braised Chicken Wings with Red Wine Sauce, Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs, and Sliced Beef and Beef Tongue in Chilli Sauce. Wish you two a sweet and happy marriage."

These four dishes were all Ke Beichen's favorites. She cooked them especially for him tonight. Unfortunately, he didn't go home.

As for the three-year anniversary, it wasn't for the hotel, but for them.

"That's very nice. What's your name?" Meng Qinqin looked up at her; she loved to hear the blessings of her marriage with Ke Beichen.

Hupo was about to speak when her foot was suddenly stepped on. At the same time, her cell phone rang.

With an apologetic look on her face, she lowered her head and opened it. It was a text message from Ke Beichen. "What are you doing? Go back home."

Hupo moved her feet away and apologized to Meng Qinqin, "My name is Lan Hupo. Let me know if you need anything." Then she left.

The moment she gently turned around, tears flooding in her eyes.

She did not stop.

When she walked away, she knew that she would never turn back again. Her journey with Ke Beichen had come to an end.

The taxi drove her back to the villa, and Hupo was very quiet all the way.

"Miss, is that car after you? The driver keeps honking to stop me." Suddenly the driver broke the silence in the car.

Hupo looked at the rearview mirror. She had sat in that black Lamborghini countless times before; but now, it turned out to be so unfamiliar to her.

She bit her lips and parted them. "I don' t know him. Please drive faster. I' ll pay more."

Half an hour later, the taxi and Lamborghini both stopped in front of the villa.

As soon as Hupo got out of the car, Ke Beichen wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her, striding towards the villa.

Hupo quietly leaned to Ke Beichen's chest, but Ke Beichen felt uneasy.

He was suddenly annoyed, lowered his head, and pressed his lips against Hupo hard. It was as sweet as ever—that was how she tasted. "You don't like me being with other women, right?"

"No." Hupo thought in her mind, this was probably the last time she allowed him to kiss her.

"You have to accept it, Lan Hupo. You do not have other choices. I can give you anything except for marriage." Ke Beichen growled and kissed Hupo hard again.

It seemed to be the only way to prove that Hupo had always belonged to him, no matter in the past or in the future.