Last Love chapter 83

After leaving the Japanese restaurant, Wen Ke waited for a while before Han Jiangque arrived by car. He enthusiastically talked to Han Jiangque about his meeting with Ye Cheng.

Curious, Han Jiangque asked, “So, how much did Blue Rain invest? I still don’t know.”

This question had been asked by Ye Cheng earlier, and it did strike a chord.

The question was about how much investment Wen Ke secured from Blue Rain, giving him such confidence.

Wen Ke lowered the car window by one notch, took a deep breath of the brisk air, and then whispered, “It’s forty million now.”

Wen Ke couldn’t answer this question earlier, but now that Han Jiangque also asked, he couldn’t help but recall Xia Xingzhi’s words from yesterday:

During the first phase of development, the forty million investment had been directly approved, and there was no need to confirm it with him again.

Forty million.

In his entire life, he had never controlled such a large amount of money before.

To some extent, he couldn’t help but be ordinary. When he saw that amount in the company account, he truly had a simple thought in his mind—

He had money.

Like those small characters on TV, when faced with such a number, he even took the time to count the zeros seriously, feeling the secret satisfaction that surged in his heart.

However, it seemed that the number didn’t astonish Han Jiangque at first.

He went through a traffic light as usual, and after a while, he turned to look at Wen Ke and said, “You have money now, Xiao Ke.”

He paused and smiled intentionally, saying, “How about buying me a car… President Wen? I don’t want a Land Rover.”

Han Jiangque was simply too good-looking.

His features were deep, and even when he smiled, one could see the eye wrinkles extending crisply to the corners of his eyes. Though he had a sharp appearance, when he smiled so relaxedly in front of Wen Ke, it reached the level of cuteness.

This guy was so natural at acting spoiled to him now.

Wen Ke couldn’t help but stare blankly for a while. Even after being together for so long, he could still be enchanted by him.

“Sure.”

Wen Ke couldn’t help but coo softly, “Wait a bit longer. When the app is launched, and we really make money, I’ll buy it for you immediately. A Land Rover is fine too.”

Han Jiangque wasn’t serious in the first place, but when he heard Wen Ke say that, he couldn’t help but lift the corners of his mouth with a self-satisfied look.

However, suddenly, a subtle sense of guilt welled up in Wen Ke’s heart. He couldn’t help but cover Han Jiangque’s hand on the gear lever with his palm.

He could offer Wang Jinglin a seven-figure salary, but he still couldn’t buy a car for Han Jiangque.

In this regard, he truly couldn’t be considered a wealthy person. The only place where he might be tougher than others was that he valued talents more and was willing to give up his own interests.

A wealthy person might be like Zhuo Yuan, buying luxury watches, several luxury cars in one go, or even a private jet. He had experienced a skiing trip with Zhuo Yuan’s family in winter.

Thinking about those things, Wen Ke absentmindedly looked at the snow outside the window.

In fact, he hadn’t thought about Zhuo Yuan for a long time, but today’s conversation with Ye Cheng made him feel sentimental. Hearing about the current situation of that name again, he never expected that Zhuo Yuan would be in such a difficult situation. For a while, he felt a mix of emotions.

“Are you really going to poach people from Yuanteng?”

As the car arrived at Sega, Han Jiangque asked while leading Wen Ke into the elevator, holding his hand. There was a hint of excitement in his pitch-black eyes, and without waiting for Wen Ke’s answer, he continued to ask, “Xiao Ke, do you want to bring down Zhuo Yuan? Why not poach a few more people at once?”

Wen Ke truly didn’t expect Han Jiangque to interpret it this way. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say, and he looked at Han Jiangque complexly for a while before slowly saying, “I didn’t think so. LITE is short of people, and Wang Jinglin is just the most suitable candidate. Poaching Wang Jinglin is not to target Zhuo Yuan.”

Han Jiangque fell silent for a moment. As they entered the elevator, he looked at the numbers on the top of the elevator, jumping up one floor at a time. Suddenly, he spoke, “Wen Ke, have you really never… thought about retaliating against him?”

“No.” Wen Ke raised his head to look at Han Jiangque and instinctively said, “I never thought about retaliating against him.”

Han Jiangque didn’t immediately respond. For a moment, Wen Ke almost read a mixture of disappointment and loss from the eyes of the man beside him.

But soon, the Alpha quickly suppressed that expression, turned his head to look straight ahead, and no longer looked at Wen Ke. He said, “So, you’re quite generous towards him.”

His tone was light, but the meaning in this sentence was obviously awkward.

“…I’m not generous.”

Wen Ke tried to suppress his chaotic emotions and explained seriously, “Han Jiangque, in areas where our interests conflict, I won’t back down. But I won’t deliberately retaliate against him. I know he has many things he owes me, but he did help me sincerely back then. So, I can’t figure out the account between me and Zhuo Yuan. I don’t want to calculate it anymore. I just want to live my current life well, do you understand?”

Han Jiangque didn’t speak.

Only the elevator made a “ding” sound, opening the door. Han Jiangque walked out quickly, and this time he didn’t hold Wen Ke’s hand. He pressed the password lock forcefully. For the first time, he didn’t enter it correctly. Frustrated, he seemed to want to press it again, but halfway through, he stopped and turned to look at Wen Ke, saying, “Wen Ke, you not only sincerely thanked Zhuo Yuan, but you also truly loved him, right?”

“Han Jiangque, what do you mean?”

Wen Ke’s voice trembled slightly as he spoke this sentence.

Clearly, Han Jiangque was the person he loved the most, but at this moment, he keenly felt the distance between them…

Like two people trapped in two bubbles, unable to communicate, unable to convey each other’s true feelings.

The two of them looked at each other, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere. The emotions were almost about to explode, and almost simultaneously, they both knew that whatever one of them said next would undoubtedly be extremely hurtful.

Wen Ke took a breath one after another. In the previous second, he wanted to know the answer straightforwardly with blood, and in the next second, he was afraid and wanted to cover his ears quickly.

But Han Jiangque still spoke.

“You let Zhuo Yuan mark you, Wen Ke.”

Han Jiangque said each word deliberately, “You loved him; otherwise, you wouldn’t have allowed him to use his teeth to bite open your gland, to formally mark you, right?”

“Han Jiangque, when we were together, didn’t you already know these things?”

Suddenly, Wen Ke felt uncomfortable, his stomach feeling heavy, and his head dizzy. He could only use his hands to support his waist to stand upright. Looking at Han Jiangque, he said, “You really mind that I’ve been marked by others, right?”

With this sentence, Wen Ke’s body involuntarily trembled shamefully.

So, Han Jiangque had always minded?

He clearly stood so close to his Alpha, but the pregnant him suddenly felt extremely lonely.

“I don’t mind you being previously marked!”

Han Jiangque was anxious, his eyes slightly red, and his breath became a bit heavy. The pheromones of whisky in the air also became violently restless.

“Wen Ke, why don’t you let me mark you?”

“I just don’t understand. Clearly, you’ve been pregnant for so long, and we’ve been together for so long. But every time I try to kiss the back of your neck, you vigorously avoid it. Wen Ke, why? Why could Zhuo Yuan do it back then, but I can’t now?”

“Is it because I’m not good enough?”

Han Jiangque’s voice went from intense to gradually weak, finally becoming helpless. He looked at Wen Ke with painful eyes and muttered, “Am I not as good as him? So you don’t want to give me the only chance to mark you in this lifetime.”

“No, it’s not like that.”

Wen Ke’s mind was in a whirl, and he shook his head forcefully, saying, “It’s not like that. I just…”

He tried to organize his words, speaking earnestly, “Han Jiangque, you’re not an Omega, you don’t understand how terrifying it feels to be marked. You can’t help but attach yourself to another person, revolving around them, losing yourself, just like watching yourself being trapped in a swamp, sinking bit by bit, but powerless to do anything. That’s how I endured being marked by Zhuo Yuan. For six years of marriage, I never truly lived as myself. It wasn’t until after the divorce, when the mark was removed, that I felt like I finally regained a new life…”

“But I won’t hurt you like he did, Wen Ke.”

“I know you won’t, but now I can finally do what I want. I can develop my own app, pursue the career I want. It took me a lot of effort to find myself again, not having to live for someone else like a dependent commodity. Can you understand, Han Jiangque?”

Wen Ke took two steps forward, almost close enough to have their noses touch.

“So… even on the day of delivery, you won’t want me to mark you, right? Xiao Ke, it will be painful—giving birth will be painful, do you know?”

Han Jiangque asked through clenched teeth, his chest heaving violently, and his sentences becoming chaotic.

Despite suppressing his emotions, a hint of helpless pleading leaked out in his eyes, almost begging himself.

Wen Ke’s fingers and his heart were trembling. For a moment, he really thought he might soften.

Various experiences from this period flashed before his eyes—the first significant success at Blue Rain, founding the company for the first time, and engaging in a sober relationship for the first time without AO contacts. All of this, he truly couldn’t let go of.

He really wanted to be Wen Ke, and he no longer wanted to be an Omega under an Alpha.

“I’m sorry,” Wen Ke finally choked out, “Han Xiaoque, I love you, but I really don’t want to be marked. I don’t want to be marked for the rest of my life. I can endure all other pain.”

Han Jiangque remained silent for a long time. His emotions seemed to gradually calm down, and after a long time, he finally spoke.

“Wen Ke, every time I look in the mirror and see this scar, I think of you.”

Han Jiangque’s voice was deep, each word spoken very slowly and clearly. “When we met again, you apologized to me, but I never blamed you. I even secretly found it quite romantic—what happened when you hit me and this scar. Because it left a mark on my body forever, and sometimes I feel… it’s like a mark, left on me by you. In these ten years, I have never forgotten you for a single day.”

Profound sorrow gradually settled in his pitch-black eyes, and he looked down at Wen Ke. The deep scar between his eyebrows became even more apparent under the light.

He paused for a moment, then continued calmly, “Xiao Ke, you’ve changed too. You won’t love me as selflessly as you did ten years ago.”

Wen Ke’s chest felt as if it had been hit hard, but he couldn’t utter a single word.

Han Jiangque smiled faintly, but his expression turned sad. “I never thought that marking would be so cruel in your eyes, even though, for me, love is a mark.”

“Wen Ke, you made an alpha fall in love with you, and you marked him. He won’t forget you, not in a lifetime. He will love you forever, losing himself in love with you. Do you think that’s not a bit cruel?”