It had always been like this for the past decade and a half, anyway.
She was already used to it.
Mu Wanrou was pregnant? What of it? Did it matter whose child she was pregnant with?
It did not matter to her at all, and she was not the least bit concerned about it.
Ha. She was only toying with Mu Yazhe as well. Who had actual feelings for the other?
‘I’ll declare to the whole world that you are my woman!’
Honeyed words were nothing but lies. Had she actually believed them?
All were deceptions; all were deceptions…
All lies…
All lies…
Why did she believe them?
Why did she trust him? Why did she believe that he would give her a family? Why did she believe that he would declare to the entire world that she was legitimately his woman?
Promises were unreliable. They were so easily broken.
She knew from the start that a man like Mu Yazhe was dangerous – untouchable and unattainable to her. She should not have invested any feelings in him.
Nonetheless, despite knowing this, she still fell in love with him irrevocably.
Did he know of Mu Wanrou’s identity?
He probably did!
Gu Xingze stood behind her. His eyes laid on her trembling shoulders. He could not view her expression right now, but it was likely one of sadness, right?
He did not manage to listen in much on the two women’s conversation moments before.
However, he did catch snippets of their talk, especially that one statement: ‘Everyone will think that you are a thief and a mistress – a third party in someone else’s marriage!’
It suddenly dawned on him that this woman was hopelessly in love with Mu Yazhe. She must have been very concerned about that man.
How much she cared for that man, this, he was unsure of; however, one thing was for sure, and that was her feelings had reached the depth of her getting mad with jealousy over that man.
When did it happen exactly?
Gu Xingze was just starting to care for and to concern himself with this woman.
Qin Zhou once told him her story.
She was the surrogate carefully chosen by the Mu family six years ago. Meaning, she was Mu Yichen’s biological mother.
As for her reasons in doing so—
‘She agreed to be a surrogate because her adoptive family was in dire financial straits. She was coerced into signing that contract by her adoptive mother, but she was not fully opposed to it. After all, she did it out of gratitude.’
These were his then manager’s words.
From the information gathered, the initial attempt of using in-vitro fertilization failed, so the Mu family could only resort to the most natural method of conceiving a child.
She set aside her pride to repay her adoptive father’s kindness. She submitted herself entirely to a stranger and let him do whatever he pleased with her. This girl was truly foolish.
Foolish beyond hope.
Still, he did not expect her to be deeply in love with Mu Yazhe.
Squeezing his brows, he reached his hand out to her shoulder and spun her around forcibly. He forced himself not to look directly at her sorry state. Placing his hand on her nape a bit more firmly, he managed to press her forehead onto his shoulder.
He took his gaze away from her numb look and said simply, “Be good; I’m not looking at you.”
“…” Her body stiffened. Only the sound of her breathing remained.
“If you want, go ahead and cry.”
His voice was as gentle as a feather. His airy breath fanned her forehead gently and warmly.
“Crying doesn’t mean that you’re weak. You don’t have to hold yourself back that much, hm?”
She struggled within his embrace at first, but his strength rendered her resistance futile.
She then buried herself into his chest as she let out nearly inaudible whimpers.
Her scalding tears almost soaked through his clothes.
Because of this, his heart ached fiercely as well.