Ji Yemo gave a bitter smile, seeming unwilling to continue the topic, glossing over it hastily, "One winter, I received a package, with Miaomiao inside, and a note saying she was my daughter. I didn’t believe it, but after a paternity test, I found she indeed was my daughter. As for who her biological mother is... I investigated for a long ti and found nothing. These years, she has never appeared."
Ruan Xixia’s heart sank. If even Ji Yemo’s power couldn’t uncover it, then Miaomiao’s mother’s identity probably remains a mystery.
Why? How could she be so heartless to abandon this cute little girl, to go far away, never to return?
Compared to Ruan Xixia, Ji Yemo had already grown used to it over these years.
At that ti, he was still in university, innocent and unaware of many things, yet suddenly a daughter dropped into his life.
Thinking it over, he recalled once being set up by soone. That night, the drug’s effect was so strong he lost consciousness, and couldn’t even rember what the person under him looked like...
The day Miaomiao arrived, it snowed heavily in Ying City, a place where it hadn’t snowed for years.
When he held that delicate and pretty little girl, his hands were trembling. Gazing at the white vastness of the snow outside the window, his eyes seed to lose focus, utterly bewildered.
From that mont on, he knew there was no longer a possibility for him and Ruan Xixia.
Until now, he doesn’t even know if there is still a reason for him to persist?
He couldn’t selfishly make Ruan Xixia a stepmother. But he also wanted them truly to beco a family of three.
But now he loved, fell in love, couldn’t bring himself to let go. So he kept circling around her, using every ans to get close to her.
Ruan Xixia glanced sideways, scrutinizing the man in front of her.
The n of the Ji Family are all exceptionally handso, and Ji Yemo was no exception.
Handso features, smooth lines, a powerful aura, he was a favored child of the heavens, the current ruler of the Ji Group, the lingering dream in the eyes of countless won.
Does she still like him?
She does.
But, she is tired, too tired to continue chasing, she is no longer the fearless 16-year-old Ruan Xixia.
She fears too many things, has too many concerns, so she’d rather give up, doesn’t dare to persist anymore.
"Then... do you wish she’d co back?" Ruan Xixia asked.
Ji Yemo laughed softly, his voice hoarse, "If I could genuinely see her, I’d want to say sorry to her."
The recklessness of that year, as a man, it was his fault.
He hurt that woman.
Ruan Xixia took a deep breath, "I hope you find her soon."
After saying this, she felt a heaviness in her heart, like it was stuffed with cotton.
Ji Yemo, however, grasped her wrist.
Ruan Xixia struggled, didn’t open her eyes, annoyed, "Ji Yemo, what are you doing?"
His thin lips pressed tight, he leaned closer to her, eyes seemingly burning with Star Fire, so intense.
"Yemo, do you still intend to use force? The dignified president of Ji Group, don’t make look down on you!" Ruan Xixia said coldly, her deanor suddenly becoming like a Queen, proud and untouchable.
Ji Yemo’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his deep magnetic voice echoed inside the Ferris wheel—
"Xixia, you said you didn’t want anymore, you weren’t chasing after anymore; I admit, it was my fault for letting the 16-year-old Ruan Xixia down for ten years. But now, I want to say, you stay where you are, let chase you, okay?"
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