Chapter 1988 “Di Cang’s Recover (2)”
Willow got forcibly repelled back several steps from that exchange. When she looked up again to meet that seductive and handsome face, her own complexion had already gone pale.
He recovered…
This man, he’s fully recovered.
How am I going to handle this now?
The others didn’t miss the panting breath from the monarch’s chest, but their focus couldn’t leave the steambun’s figure due to his appearance.
This little boy looks so similar to that Sir Di Cang, it’s impossible to say they’re not father and son….
“HAHA!” Suddenly, Willow bursts into a wild laugh. It’s filled with self-ridicule and sarcasm like someone being shamed.
For a while, the whole courtyard had fallen quiet.
“Di Cang…” Her white dress fluttered gently with the wind as sadness surged forward on her expression, “You are so cruel, what on earth can’t I compare to her?”
Even if he loses his memory, this woman is the only one in his heart?
Willow’s gaze finally turned to Bai Yan to take a serious look for once.
This woman is indeed very beautiful, so beautiful that even I am moved by her contour. It’s just like back then. Di Cang and this woman fought, over and over again. Yet, no matter when or where, she’s always the most glorious and shining existence…. Di Cang will only have her in his eyes.
The old grudge once again flashed before Willow’s eyes like a film, which only made her all the sadder.
I thought I could have him as long as I become more like her, but in the end, I’m only fooling myself. When did it start? I used to be so kind and gentle, like all my peers who dreams of finding love and a husband. Since when did I get so absorbed in becoming like her just to win this man’s heart? Am I still myself anymore?
“Bad woman, you can’t compare to my mother, not ever!” Bai Xiachen’s small body got in front of Bai Yan and acted like a shield, his aura strong and unyielding. “You don’t deserve to be compared to her!”
Willow’s fist clenched violently over that statement as her gaze shifted over from Di Cang’s and onto the steambun’s. She was sad before, but now it’s all about rage and the desire to murder this runt.
“Are you Di Cang’s son?” She sneered and seethed with disdain.
Bai Xiachen did not reply to her question, but instead swinged around to act all cute and innocent before Bai Yan: “Mother, is this bad woman stupid? Didn’t she hear me call Father already? What’s the point of asking me that rhetorical question?”
Willow almost wanted to explode there as her chest huffed and puffed from annoyance. It’s bad enough she’s losing face, now she’s being insulted by a runt.
