Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
It was three o ‘clock in the afternoon, the entrance of hospital was still bustling with people.
Mo Yixuan dragged He Xiyan to the parking lot on the right. There were few people here who came to pick up their car.
He opened the car door.
“Get in!” He gave her a push to the passenger seat.
He Xiyan was angry and her face turned livid with rage.
She was dragged by him all the way, he treated her roughly, as though she was cheated on him.
“Enough!” She slammed the opened car door and stepped back two paces to lean against a black car.
“Yixuan, what are you doing!” She looked up into his scarlet eyes and questioned loudly.
He was married to Xia Yuwei long time ago, why he couldn’t let her to live in harmony.
Mo Yixuan slightly closed his eyes which flushed with anger and jealous. His face took on a ghastly expression under the sunlight, fury burned in his breast.
“Yanyan, leave him.” It was a long time before he spoke his mind.
He was at the door and he saw everything. No one knew it pained him when he saw her feeding him, and they interacted as close as a couple.
He Xiyan sighed, she put her hand on her chest, strived to check her mixed feeling.
“Yixuan, we were divorced.” She lowered her voice and looked away. The word divorce was accentuated by her. All she wanted now was for him to acknowledge the fact: there was nothing between them.
Mo Yixuan turned his gaze grave, his eyes enshrouding a thin mist.
The word divorce was a knife that can be cut into his heart artery at any time.
He approached the woman used to be his, the woman he knew the most.
Her face, her body, her breath, everything about her was so familiar to him, and yet so strange that it frightened him.
Reaching out, he habitually caressed her long hair next to her forehead.
“Leave Ye Hao, Yanyan.” His voice sounded softly.
He xiyan turned her head to away. She didn’t want him to touch her like this.
“Yixuan, I repeat again, we were divorced. We have been divorced for 10 months and 5 days. Your current wife is Xia Yuwei. Whether I am with Ye Hao or not, it’s was none of your business.”
He Xiyan lowered her eyes and voice, which also suppressed the tangled pain in her heart.
Mo Yixuan raised his eyebrows with a bitter smile.
He reached out to force her to look at him.
“What if I had to?” He said firmly, grabbed her arms as if he wanted to dig his fingernails into her flesh.
He Xiyan smiled helplessly.
If you had to?
She murmured his words, she stared sadly to the man’s face. The face she used to familiar with, the person she used to be infatuated with, after she met him, she had a feeling as if it were a lifetime ago.
“Sure!” She smiled but she did not know who she was smiling at, her hand was lifted up and it fell on the man’s handsome face, caressed his eyelashes and cheeks.
“Yixuan…” She murmured his name in a gentle voice with temptation. “If you want to care about me, sure, as long as you divorce with Xia Yuwei today, the child will be raised by her, remarry with your infertile ex-wife, and hold a grand wedding than you did last time, then you shall have me.”
