Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Yes. Though it’s dark, the house has lights, so the license plate was somewhat discernible to me. I chased the car, but when I realized that I wouldn’t be able to catch up, I memorized its license plate number, instead.”
“What’s the license number?” Chu He prompted immediately.
“Black A87B9L.”
The policewoman memorized the number quietly. “Alright. I’ll make a trip to the police station right now to check on the number plate.”
“Can it be a clone number?” Mu Yancheng posed a sudden question.
“A lead is better than no lead at all!” she retorted.
The lady cop then picked up her coat from the hanger. She was about to walk to the door when Meng Qingxue propped herself up from the bed. “Chu He, I’ll go with you!”
“No way! Your body is too weak.” She immediately refused. “You stay here to rest and see if you can come up with any other useful clues!”
After saying that, she hurriedly left.
The pregnant lady returned to the bed in a daze. When she caught sight of her man sitting at one side from her periphery view, her face sank instantly and she looked the other way.
“Qingxue…” With furrowed brows, the man questioned her all of a sudden. “Why did you just walk away that night?”
“What did you expect?” she coldly retorted. “If there’s not any hope in waiting, shouldn’t I let go swiftly? Were you expecting me to give in unconditionally and accept whatever you throw at me like how I used to? I was a pathetic fool then, staying by your side even though there’s no hope in this relationship. Do you really expect me to accept quietly and dumbly your uncaring and selfish attitude, hoping, against hope for you to change your mind?”
Mu Yancheng was at a loss for words.
“That night, I originally wanted to put my foot down between you and me.” The woman continued speaking. “I made plans, packed my bags, and called you, wanting you to make a choice; either we get married and live together or I leave you and give back your, as well as my, freedom!”
“You called me? I was drunk that night; I didn’t receive your call at all!”
“That’s right! You didn’t answer the call; another woman did.” She smiled bitterly. “She said that you’re at her place and so very tired you had fallen asleep. Do you think I should foolishly pretend not to know what happened between you two, then wait for you to return to my side after you have your fun with other women, just like those concubines in ancient times?”
He was rudely stunned by her words. He remembered that he was at Song Enya’s place that night. Did the missy say something that provoked his woman enough for her to leave out of pique?
“What did she say to you?”
“I forgot, and I don’t wanna recall it, either.” It was a cold and distant reply.
The man explained himself. “Nothing happened between us that night.”
“Do you think I’ll believe your side of the story again?”
“When have I ever lied to you? If I did it, I would say so; if I didn’t do it, I would say I didn’t.” He argued.
She smiled. “Do you dare to swear upon it?”
“If it works, I’ll swear an oath on my life.”
Meng Qingxue: “…”
He continued speaking. “Qingxue, return to the capital with me. Don’t worry; I’ll take good care of you until you give birth to the child. I’ll take up the responsibility of a father and raise the child properly.”
“Then…” taking a deep breath, she asked calmly, “will you take up the responsibility of a husband?”
Her question silenced the man.
