Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Neither of them spoke and the room remained silent.
Sheng Yize stared at the little woman who had extended her hands to him, and the look on his face softened.
She was finally brave enough.
He smiled a little and held her hands tightly before she could draw them back.
“Dummy, I’m not looking down on you,” he explained in a low voice.
An Xiaxia blinked, tears almost falling out of her bright black eyes.
A big, warm hand covered her eyes and Sheng Yize said in a solemn voice, “Don’t cry. I’m here.”
Her thoughts calmed at those words right away.
Sheng Yize then picked her up and carried her to the bed, grumbling, “You’re not allowed to mention divorce ever again!”
Huddling in his arms, An Xiaxia asked timidly, “Are you going to mention it, then?”
It would be so unfair if she couldn’t and he could.
Sheng Yize’s face darkened and he smacked her hard on the butt. “Have you forgotten what I told you already? I said, have faith in me.”
“But I’m still scared…”
“You’re such a chicken.” He sighed in resignation. “Don’t blame yourself for everything. It wasn’t your fault and you have nothing to answer for.”
An Xiaxia wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling the tears come again. “Did you know all along?”
Sheng Yize frowned at the mention of the accident.
It was like a recurring nightmare.
The accident was a pile-up.
The car An Xiaxia’s mother had been driving rammed into theirs, but her mother’s car had been forced to swerve because of a truck.
Come to think of it, Zhong Yue had probably just fled the mental hospital back then. However, luck wasn’t on her side. She was caught in a traffic accident and was nowhere to be found afterward — Chu Zhiyun had probably taken her back to the mental hospital again.
The traffic police went all the way back to where everything started and arrested the driver that had caused the first collision, who was then sentenced to life imprisonment.
Sheng Yize hadn’t had any idea before this that An Xiaxia’s mother had been in the other car.
“I only learned about it recently.” Sheng Yize arched his eyebrows. “How about you? How did you learn about it?”
“I was told by someone, too…” An Xiaxia murmured, but didn’t mention Lan Yu’s name.
After all, she was Sheng Yize’s uncle’s girlfriend, and she didn’t feel right pointing fingers when she had no evidence.
“It seems that someone made us find out on purpose.” Sheng Yize smirked. “It’s very likely that the person is related to that accident back then.”
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The Meng family home.
Lan Yu sat docilely next to Meng Xingzhou and ate with his family.
She had been doing this for two years, but his family showed no sign of accepting her.
Darting a look at the tall, handsome man next to her, she felt a bitter taste spread in her mouth.
She had lost all appetite. After a few more bites, she gave him a forlorn smile and said, “I’m going to use the bathroom.”
“The one on the first floor is under renovation. Go use the one in my room. It’s around the corner on the second floor,” said Meng Xingzhou gently.
Lan Yu nodded and went up the stairs, holding the lower hem of her dress off the floor.
His mother threw her chopsticks down on the table as soon as she was gone. “Xingzhou, stop trying. Neither your father nor I like that woman!”
Meng Xingzhou smiled bitterly. “Xiaoyu is really a nice girl. Dad, mum, she’s been waiting for your acceptance for three years. I can’t let her down.”
“Let her down? Have you forgotten… It was because of her that Zhuzhu was…”
“Enough!” his father scolded with a grim face, and his mother fell silent right away.
They reached an impasse again at the table.
Meng Xingzhou was in a foul mood now. He put down his chopsticks, went upstairs, and was going to leave with Lan Yu.
He opened the door to his room, and before he could call her name, he heard the murmured conversation in the bathroom.
“… Sheng Yize suppressed the news? He really cares about that woman, then. That’s so disgusting, falling in love with his foe…”
