"What do you want?" Fan ilin glanced inside the living hall and sighed in relief when he saw that no one was eavesdropping on him. The last thing he wanted was to be caught talking to an ex who ruined his life completely.
"The way you speak is as if you do not like talking with ." Liao Hong twirled the pen in her hand while holding the phone next to her ear; she peered out of the glass window, which extended from the roof to the floor. Her eyes were fixated on the moon that was hanging right outside her window and yet she couldn't get it in the palms of her hands. "It wounds , Lin."
Fan ilin clenched his fist. Not because he was reminded of the past but because he was filled with nothing but sheer disgust. In the past, when they were alone, Liao Hong used to call him Lin. So he knew why she was calling him Lin. It was because she wanted to remind him of the old tis and the mark that she had left in his life.
The stains of foolishness that he could never wash away even if he wanted to.
"You got that right," Fan ilin stated in a cold voice. "I have no intention of talking with you, Liao Hong. So stop bothering and my wife. We have done absolutely nothing to you. Even I left your life just like you wanted." She killed his child after making him drink that horrible dicine.
Since she was worried that the dose would be less and the child would survive, she poured a bunch of toxic abortion dicine in the soup that she gave to him. If Liao Hong had held back then, even if the child was taken away from him, he could at least have the common abilities of a r!
Because of her, his womb was destroyed and he could never have a child ever again.
So, why would she talk with her as if the two of them still had so lingering feelings? He was not as shaless as she was.
Liao Hong's finger snapped the pen in half when she heard Fan ilin call Luo Huian, his wife, so easily. She hated that the r who had driven her crazy like this was moving on with soone else without showing any signs of regrets or pinning to her.
She dropped the broken pieces of the pen on the table and stated in a cold voice, "Your wife? It seems like you have really let go, ilin. But you have forgotten what I told you. I was just letting you off for a few years; I never said that you can walk away from ."
She had indeed said these words to him but Fan ilin had never taken them seriously. After all, the r she was married to was not soone he could deal with; not to ntion, he was the kind of person who couldn't even stand a grain of salt in his eyes.
Thus, Fan ilin never took Liao Hong's words to heart.
After all, even though their breakup was ssy, the two of them indeed broke up. Who would have thought that this woman would refuse to let him go and continue to cling onto him like this?
"Just tell what you want," Fan ilin said after a pause of ten seconds. "I don't think you called to tell how you are still living in a delusion that you can win back, right?"
When Liao Hong heard his words, she chuckled. Delusions? She was not living in any kind of delusions. Since she dared to say these things to Fan ilin, then she would certainly dare to do it.
However, she knew that it would only make Fan ilin hang up the call. Thus, she said to him, "There is an upcoming race—"
"I am suspended," before Liao Hong could say anything to him, Fan ilin stated in a cold voice, "I am no longer active, so what's the point of telling this? Just let one of the racers the company was trying to boost by making use of my reputation take the wheel."
"Why are you telling this, Madam Liao?"
Liao Hong indeed wanted to let these racers take over, but unfortunately neither of them passed the benchmark. This race was highly important for their company; if they lost this one, then the news that was circulating on social dia would only beco more rampant.
These days even her mother was quite dissatisfied with her as well. She had called her twice and told her that if she could not take care of the company properly, then she had enough heirs to take over. Thus, Liao Hong had no other choice but to chase after Fan ilin.
She tapped her fingers on the surface of the table and then said to Fan ilin, "Lin, I know that you are angry with but you are forgetting that you are still tied to the company because of the contract. If I say that I want you to go to the race, then you have no choice but to listen to my commands. Do you understand?"
"If not, I have more than one way to make you submit to willingly. Just because I am letting you run rampant, don't forget your position!"
Clack!
The sound of sothing smashing followed by the tone echoed in the speaker. When Liao Hong saw that the call was done, she clicked her tongue and snorted.
"You little fool, you really don't know how to please a woman."
On the other side, Fan ilin was filled with a rage that he could neither suppress nor release. But he knew that he could not lose his temper, as it would only make everyone suspicious of him.
"Is everything alright?"
Just when he was lost in his thoughts, a sudden sound startled him and Fan ilin whipped his head around to see the little r who stood right next to him. The child was only six or seven years old and looked really young. He naively raised his head and looked at Fan ilin with a sweet expression.
'How did this child…' Fan ilin felt his heart choke up when he saw the little r. He recalled the tis when he was told that he too was about to have a r. A sweet little r, who would look just like him but then the child was taken away from him.
He was thrown back to those days while the child was attracted to the many rings that he was wearing in his hands. The glittering and shiny stones made the r curious and he reached out to hold Fan ilin's hand.
"Pretty," the child praised as he looked at the glittering rings but the second the soft hand touched Fan ilin, he was jolted out of the daze in which he had fallen. He looked at the child that was holding his hand and was almost instantly thrown back to the ti where the child who was viciously taken away from him would call him and ask him why he didn't want him.
How was he supposed to tell that innocent soul that he wanted him? He wanted him so much that it hurt. But he had no choice!
His past mories and present morphed together and Fan ilin could see his unborn child holding his hand and calling him to ask why he let him go.
"Get away from ! This is not what I wanted!"
"WAHHH!"
The two cries caused Luo Huian, who was about to eat, to pause. She raised her head and looked at the notification screen and sure enough, the aura of gloom that was circulating around Fan ilin's heart had risen once again.
Seeing this, Luo Huian was speechless.
What was going on? Why were all her husbands so tender? They ended up getting out of control at the smallest thing.
She threw the chopsticks on the table and hurried to where the r was along with Ye Shun and Qi Yongrui, who asked a servant to push him.
When they arrived at the small balcony, they saw a little r lying on the floor and crying while Fan ilin looked at the child with a look of sheer disgust and horror on his face.
"What's going on here?" Luo Huian asked as she stepped forward. She crouched down and helped the little r up from the floor and wiped the dirt off his skin before saying, "It's okay. There is nothing to be afraid of; you are alright. See, there is no boo-boo."
The child hiccuped as he wiped the tears off his eyes with the back of his hand and hugged Luo Huian. Because she was blessed with spiritual energy, animals and children like her more than the rest. Thus, the child was just as dependent on Luo Huian as he was on his parents even though he didn't know her.
"Oh my!"
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