Thinner!
Just two simple words, but they stirred up mories of their ti in the hospital—
Back then, he always said she was too thin, claiming she barely had any flesh, which was why the "little things" on her chest were so flat, and touching her felt no different than touching himself.
She was so furious back then! She wanted to rush to a plastic surgery hospital for a breast augntation.
She even shared this thought with him, but he disdainfully said he didn’t like touching silicone or water balloons.
Even though back then his daily routine was all about teasing her, now thinking about it, it’s sweet.
Song Song no longer rembers what other stories they might have had before that, perhaps monts of sweetness too, but what she recalls now is only the ti he was hospitalized.
The rush of mories was so intense that Song Song didn’t realize when the man had co up to her.
"How exactly did Huo Junting take care of you?"
Song Song felt the man’s warm breath spraying on her face and imdiately reacted, wanting to flee, but her wrist was swiftly seized by the man—
His eyes, filled with profound aning, looked at her, "I know you’re angry because I’ve kept so things from you, but calm down and let finish talking first."
The man’s voice was gentle, with persuasive undertones that reached Song Song’s heart. She felt her legs go a bit weak, but stubbornly turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
"If you’ve got anything to say, say it quickly and then leave. I need to rest and don’t have ti to deal with you."
"..."
Xiao Jinghuai shook his head helplessly, reaching out to gently pinch her fair chin, turning her head back, "You aren’t even looking in the eyes, how am I supposed to continue?"
"..." Song Song didn’t want to et his eyes, because looking into them made her want to surrender.
So she turned her head away again, secretly tightening her hands hanging down, "Then just leave, I’m not interested in what you have to say anyway."
No choice, Xiao Jinghuai had to give in, "Alright, alright, whatever you say."
He glanced at the baby sleeping sweetly on the bed and said, "Let’s talk sowhere else; we might wake the child here."
Song Song was unwilling to change the location to talk to him, but couldn’t deny his logic. If Xiyou woke up, she wouldn’t be able to rest well for the rest of the night.
She stepped back a few steps, then walked toward the room’s floor-to-ceiling windows...
Soon, Xiao Jinghuai followed, successfully ambushing her from behind, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.
As expected, she began to struggle desperately, even fiercely stamping on his feet.
But no matter how she acted out, Xiao Jinghuai endured it all, "Alright, alright, just release your anger and it’ll be fine."
The more he said like this, the more Song Song wanted to cry.
In a past life, she surely must have killed his whole family, and that’s why he beca her nesis in this one.
The divorce papers quietly lay in the drawer, but seeing him now, her heart softened.
She couldn’t care less that he still liked soone else; when you truly love soone, self-respect no longer matters.
She selfishly just wanted to be with him forever.
Once the girl’s emotions had stabilized sowhat, Xiao Jinghuai spoke calmly, "It’s true that Xiao Family was on the brink of collapse. When you ca back to Qing City to find last ti, I had already received Huo Junting’s notice and knew that Xiao Jiuru would definitely target you."
"I couldn’t take that risk, so I thought it would be safer for you to stay in Hong Kong for the ti being."
"..."
"Uncle?" Song Song suddenly stopped struggling, "Are you saying that the Xiao Family’s problem was because of him? But he... he’s your uncle!"
"He is also part of the Xiao Family; why would he do this?"
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