At this moment, Moh Li really didn’t know what from his past was real and what was fake.
But the warmth in his palm made him realize that he himself was real. He suddenly remembered a phrase his grandfather had told him, "Look with your heart."
"Thump, thump, thump..."
Just then, someone knocked vigorously on the door of the grocery store.
In the hospital, Bai Xin ran quickly and burst into the room the moment she arrived, seeing Mu Yi drinking soup.
Old Mrs. Mu was slowly feeding him, creating a scene of warmth and tenderness.
Bai Xin’s appearance at that moment was quite unattractive. On her way there, she had deliberately messed up her hair, making herself look very angry and disheveled.
Her eyes were full of red veins, her eye bags large—a clear sign she had been crying.
She had deliberately pinched herself and rubbed her eyes hard on the ground; she wanted to buy some more time from Xingxing.
"What’s wrong with Xinxin?"
Mu Yi, seeing Bai Xin’s state, asked worriedly.
Without a word, Bai Xin walked straight over and slapped Mu Yi hard across the face.
Her hand hurt from the impact.
Mu Yi instinctively grabbed Bai Xin’s hand, looking at her in confusion.
"Mu Yi, if you had a son, you should have told me sooner. If you had a special someone, you should have said so. Why didn’t you tell me? If you had, I would have let you go. But to have them come looking, to embarrass me in front of so many people—I can’t accept that."
As Bai Xin spoke, her mouth quivered slightly, enough to prove the fury in her heart at that moment. That woman, that child, they were challenging her.
Mu Yi’s heart skipped a beat, and he only had one thought: he was finished. Everything had come too suddenly; he hadn’t planned for this.
So Luo Hua had gone directly to find Xinxin?
Hadn’t he made it clear that there would be nothing between them in the future and that his wife would only ever be one person, Xinxin? Aside from Xinxin, there couldn’t be anyone else.
"Xinxin, calm down and listen to me. I don’t understand what you’re talking about."
This was naturally not the time to admit anything. Admitting it would surely be the end of their marriage.
"Since it’s come to this, son, we shouldn’t keep it hidden anymore."
Old Mrs. Mu felt that now was the best time to lay all the cards on the table. She couldn’t bear to see her grandson continue to be wronged, and anyway, she didn’t like Bai Xin as a daughter-in-law one bit.
"Mom!" Mu Yi yelled at Old Mrs. Mu, bewildered by his mother’s constant opposition.
"Don’t raise your voice at me. I can’t stand to see my grandson sidelined, son, you need to understand something: Bai Xin surely can’t have children. So naturally, I can’t let my grandson go without a proper status. Everything in this family will belong to my grandson, and Bai Xin will get nothing."
Old Mrs. Mu gave Mu Yi a stern look. Although she usually listened to her son about everything, on this matter, she refused to follow Mu Yi’s wishes.
Could Bai Xin compare with her grandson? Certainly not.
"I haven’t seen Xiao Bao for a while, and I miss him so much. Plus, Xiao Bao is often teased at school for not having a father. Don’t you miss him, son?"
Old Mrs. Mu tried to remind Mu Yi of the happy memories he shared with his son. In her heart, there was nothing good about Bai Xin.
Mu Yi was silent; it was his silence that made Bai Xin even more certain of herself.
After the silence, he seemed to finally make a decision.
"Mom, stop talking nonsense. I don’t have a son."