"When did I ever lie to you?"
Xing Chen met Ran Xiangsi’s gaze, and his resolve deepened.
What he cared about was only her.
Everything else was unimportant.
Ran Xiangsi had already made the worst decision, and she never expected things could take such a dramatic turn.
She looked into Xing Chen’s eyes, saw the faint smile at the corner of his lips, and knew he wouldn’t lie to her. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novᴇl(ꜰ)ire.ɴet
If such a thing had truly happened, he would never pretend it hadn’t.
But he spoke so lightly, so it must be true...
The world before her seemed to brighten because of his words.
Ran Xiangsi ran over quickly, crashing into Xing Chen’s arms!
She hugged his waist tightly, unable to suppress her emotions any longer, and burst into tears...
"Wah! I thought... I thought..."
She was sobbing uncontrollably, her scarred heart slowly healing.
Fortunately, fortunately...
Xing Chen stood in place, not expecting her sudden rush, his whole body swayed before he managed to stabilize.
He extended his long arm, hugging her and gently patting her back.
Comforted by his gentle voice, Ran Xiangsi’s sobs grew louder.
Xing Chen did not stop her from crying; instead, he silently listened, soothing her back over and over, accompanying her through this moment.
As for what happened last night...
Xing Chen squinted, his fierce gaze vaguely directed at a certain point.
No one would ever know what happened last night.
Gu Beichuan, he had ways to ensure he would never mention it again!
Xing Chen never imagined that one day, he could love a woman so deeply.
He knew how to love someone, growing up in such a wonderful family environment.
It was his mother’s devotion to his father, his father’s love for his mother, that taught him how to treat his own love.
Ran Xiangsi, from now on, let’s live well together.
Xiahou Xiu Yun stood at the corner of the stairs, hearing the crying from upstairs, her heart aching.
"Cry, after crying, you’ll feel better."
She understood this feeling of being wronged, feeling sorry for Xiangsi at such a young age.
With a sigh, Xiahou Xiu Yun turned to look outside, the sky was already lightening.
No one had slept that night; it had been a real ordeal.
Xiahou Xiu Yun turned around, thinking to prepare breakfast, but just took a step when Housekeeper Wu came running in.
As he ran, he waved a newspaper in his hand, shouting loudly, "Madam! Something terrible has happened! Terrible!"
Upstairs, the son and daughter-in-law didn’t know what they had talked about. Fearing she would disturb them, Xiahou Xiu Yun quickly stopped Housekeeper Wu from shouting, "Old Wu, lower your voice!"
Housekeeper Wu immediately understood, realizing his mistake, but he didn’t have time to apologize, quickly handing the newspaper to Xiahou Xiu Yun.
"Madam, look! This is today’s morning paper! The headline says... says our young master has long been married, and the rumored Mrs. Xing is actually Miss Lou!"
Housekeeper Wu was sweating profusely, the young master had told him his hidden marriage must be kept secret.
How could it be such a short time, and such news appeared in the paper?
Who leaked this information? And said Mrs. Xing is Miss Lou?