She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. His rapid breathing could be heard in her ears. Huang Ye once asked her if she had a heart. They didn't know. She didn't have a heart. Moreover, for four years
Before that, that heart had already died in Bei Xijue's hands.
When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of determination. Bei Xijue instinctively wanted to get up and leave. He was afraid that he would hear words from her mouth that he didn't want to hear.
However, it was too late. As soon as he stood up, her voice sounded behind him.
"Beixi Jue, let's finish."
"I disagree!"
He almost growled at her, his temples twitching.
"Shangguantang, why do you say it's over? You were the one who provoked me in the first place. Do you think I am a man who will come and go at your command?"
"Shangguantang, in your eyes, am I that cheap?"
Her eyes were so sore, as if some liquid was about to flow out. She tried her best to suppress it and bear his accusation.
"No, that's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean?"
Bei Xijue's eyes turned red and she couldn't control her emotions.
"Xiao Che is my son, right? You have recovered your memory a long time ago, but you don't let Xiao Che know who his father is? I am sorry for you, but, Shangguantang, let me tell you, this is definitely not the case between us.
It’ll be over soon!”
Shangguantang propped himself up and looked at him in disbelief.
"Bei Xijue, what's the point of doing this? Che'er, I don't want him to get hurt."
What a high-sounding reason, Bei Xijue's chest almost burst. He clenched his fists and forced himself not to strangle this woman to death.
For a long time, the two people's rapid breathing intertwined in the dark night, and they were deadlocked with each other.
The brief impulse was replaced by deeper annoyance. Bei Xijue once again regretted that he had lost control of his emotions. He had obviously decided not to hurt her again, but why didn't she even give him a chance?
"Tangtang, can we start over?"
He softened his tone, walked over slowly, squatted in front of the bed, rested his head on her belly, and looked at her dreamily.
"Let's start over. We, and Xiao Che, can live together happily."
He painted a blueprint of happiness for her bit by bit, with a gentle voice and his cheek rubbing her flat belly.
"Tangtang, I know that it was my fault four years ago, but the situation at that time was too severe. I originally wanted to explain it to you, but I found that you didn't want to keep my child at all, so I was very worried.
Angry, plus, I didn’t know Feng would reach an agreement with Huang Ye… In short, it’s all my fault that led to today’s situation.”
Bei Xijue stretched out his hand and tried to touch her cheek. The face in front of him was unfamiliar, but it was still his Tangtang. He loved her. No matter what she became, he would still love her.
Shangguantang listened to him quietly. No one was wrong about what happened four years ago. What was wrong was time and chance. They fell in love with each other, but they just used the wrong way.
She also asked herself in her heart more than once, whether she still loves this man, but what if she does, and what if she doesn't. Now, she is shouldering the responsibility of revitalizing the Shangguan family, and he is still the aloof president of the Bei family.
, the distance between her and him is not only the four years, but also Xiao Che, many, many more. She really has no confidence whether there will be any result between them.
"Tangtang, are you worried about Shangguan's family?"