Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Su Yue relinquished her grip and stammered, “Is… is it really true?”
It wasn’t Ming Ansheng’s grandfather?
It really… wasn’t him?
Since it came from Xuxu, it was of no doubt that it was the truth. However, she just couldn’t accept it as of the moment, and she refused to.
Ming Ansheng’s grandfather passed away because her accusations aggravated him.
“Yeah, it’s not him.” Xuxu took a deep breath as though she was feeling suffocated.
When Xuxu thought of how Ming Ansheng’s grandfather passed away, she immediately and earnestly looked at Su Yue. “That old man had heart problems and he was very weak. So don’t blame yourself.”
“Does that mean…” Su Yue was still in a trance.
She was wrong?
How could she not blame herself? Her rashness had killed his grandfather.
It was the loss of a life that was more important than their relationship.
“Yueyue.” Xuxu gently tapped Su Yue’s shoulders. “Ming Ansheng never blamed you for his grandfather’s death. If he did, he wouldn’t continue to be so close with your third brother.”
When lovers are forced to break up, it was one of the saddest things that could happen. There was no need for them to turn into enemies.
If hate arose, it would be too cruel for both of them.
She couldn’t bear to see it.
Su Yue pressed her lips and replied, “I got it.”
She hung her head, feeling conflicted.
“This bracelet does indeed have its sentimental value.” Xuxu extended her hand and removed the bracelet from Su Yue’s wrist. She peered at it closely.
She picked up the blue box and placed the bracelet back before closing the lid. She said, “But it doesn’t look good on you and it looks a little old-fashioned. Jiao Chen will disapprove.”
Su Yue felt a rush of warmth at the mention of Jiao Chen’s name. “He wouldn’t do that.”
“Now you feel better, right?” Xuxu hurriedly diverted her attention when she saw Su Yue’s smile. “Your third brother said I look good in anything but he always criticizes my choice of outfits.”
Su Yue chuckled. “Is Third Brother still a man?”
Xuxu prodded Su Yue’s head. “If he hears you, he will give you a good beating.”
How dare she said that her husband wasn’t a man?
However, she did occasionally share the same sentiments… But she had never voiced it out.
The consequences would be disastrous.
Su Yue snorted coldly and continued to reprimand Yan Rusheng. “He is not a man. He is so petty and he is so mean. And he is as proud as a peacock.”
Xuxu exploded in laughter. “Indeed! Yueyue, you’re so right!”
“Indeed?”
Xuxu had barely finished her sentence when a sinister-sounding voice sounded near the door.
Xuxu gulped, and she turned around warily.
The towering figure entered the room with an ominous aura. He bent and surveyed her, and he looked cold and menacing. Xuxu grinned in response and sweetly said, “You have sent the email?”
She rose and stepped towards him. “Xiaojiao, let me carry you.”
Yan Rusheng was carrying Su Xiaojiao.
Xuxu took Xiaojiao from Yan Rusheng.
Yan Rusheng stuffed his hands inside his pockets. “I’m petty, mean, and proud?”
Su Yue remained unruffled. “Is it a crime to speak the truth?”
