Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Okay.” Yan Rusheng walked over and rummaged for her phone inside the bag. The phone had stopped ringing.
It was Jiang Zhuoheng.
His face fell when he saw his name—hostility and jealousy were evident in his eyes.
Why did this fellow call her so late at night?
He was still in the midst of analyzing Jiang Zhuoheng’s intentions when a text came in.
“Today I was too busy and couldn’t leave early. Tell Huanhuan that I’ll see her tomorrow. Sleep early.”
Did that mean that Wen Xuxu had called him today?
Yan Rusheng stared at the text as fury blazed in his eyes.
She didn’t call him the entire day to ask if he was busy, or even to ask if he was done with work.
The sound of the flowing water stopped. Yan Rusheng placed the phone back in Xuxu’s bag, and it seemed heavy so he took a look at the contents inside.
He accidentally caught a glimpse of a hidden unzipped compartment.
Was this stupid woman feeling unwell again? What medicine was she taking?
He stretched his hand to retrieve the medicine and he read the words printed on it.
His expression froze and his heart felt like it was being yanked from all sides.
Xuxu’s bag slid out of his hands and fell to the floor with a loud thud.
“Who called?” Xuxu was carrying Huanhuan out of the bathroom when she saw Yan Rusheng holding her medicine. Her body gave an involuntary violent shudder.
Yan Rusheng’s face was contorted with rage and his eyes resembled shattered black icicles. Even though they stood a distance apart, Xuxu could still feel an intense chill emanating from him and the silence was stifling. It frightened her.
He watched her intensely as he held the medicine in his hands. He was unusually calm when he spoke as though he was suppressing his emotions. “Wen Xuxu, explain to me. What is this?”
“I… Ah Sheng, I…” Xuxu released Huanhuan from her arms.
She turned around, slightly trembling as she walked to the door. She opened it and said softly to Huanhuan. “Huanhuan, go outside and play.”
Huanhuan nodded her head. “Okay.”
She closed the door after Huanhuan left. Before she could turn around, Yan Rusheng had already stomped towards her and pressed the medicine forcefully on her chest.
“Wen Xuxu!”
His roar seemed to rattle the entire house.
Xuxu instinctively took a step backward, startled and terrified by his outburst. Luckily the door was behind her, if not she would have lost her footing.
She leaned against the door for support as Yan Rusheng advanced on her. His menacing and ice-cold aura seemed to envelop her entirely, leaving her feeling suffocated.
She lifted her head and shook her head in submission. She opened her mouth but she didn’t know what to say.
Should she say that she didn’t want to see him getting back together with Fang Jiayin?
Or say that she was afraid of being dumped by him after having children?
Hence, she had made the mistake by impulse?
But Yan Rusheng didn’t give her any time to hesitate.
He grabbed and lifted her chin with force.
He glared at her, his sinister-looking eyes seemed to be overflowing with wrath. He gritted his teeth and mocked, “So your love for children was just a pretense.”
There wasn’t any trace of warmth or gentleness in his eyes or voice. And Xuxu’s heart felt like it was being repeatedly lashed by his callous words.
Her fair face was turning purplish from his tight grip and her voice seemed to be choked inside her throat.
Yan Rusheng paused before continuing, “Or perhaps you like all children except for mine and yours? That’s why you didn’t want to have children.”