Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
That night, after they both washed up, He Xiyan pulled Ye Hao to the sofa.
She sat cross-legged on the sofa out of habit and bent over to study his hand.
His hand was very big, almost twice the size of hers. His fingers were very long and his nails were trimmed neatly. It was a classic masculine hand and there was a layer of calluses on his palm.
“Is something the matter? Is my hand that nice to look at?” Ye Hao pursed his lips and looked at He Xiyan in confusion.
He Xiyan smiled faintly, then lifted his hand to study the lines on his palm.
“I’m trying to read your palm,” she said. She switched to look at his right hand and studied at his love and marriage lines for a long time.
Ye Hao felt a little uneasy after a while and took back his hand. Then, he used his fingers to flick her forehead.
“Silly thing, why do you believe in such superstitions?”
“Ouch…” He Xiyan quickly rubbed her forehead which throbbed after he hit her. She looked up at him with a silly smile on her face.
She did not know anything about palmistry but she noticed that his marriage line was only made up of one line. This line was long and deep and very much complete, without any sign of breaking off. This was unlike hers where both the marriage lines on her left and right palm were clearly broken.
Didn’t that mean that he would not get a divorce after getting married?
She thought about that for a moment but soon rejected that notion. She clearly remembered that Mo Yixuan’s love and marriage lines were also complete lines that did not break off, but didn’t they ultimately get divorced?
He Xiyan cast her eyes downward at that thought and the happiness she felt earlier completely disappeared.
“Ye Hao…” She placed her head against his muscular shoulders and reached out to hug his shoulders. “Can I ask you something?”
Ye Hao moved a little, allowing her more space to draw closer.
“Go ahead!”
He Xiyan coughed softly and her confused expression transformed to one of determination, as though she were steeling herself for something.
“Uh, have you had any girlfriends in the past?” she asked in a small voice, then immediately glanced sideways at his handsome face, afraid that she would miss out on his microexpression.
As expected, that man’s expression immediately changed.
Ye Hao blinked twice and his amber eyes suddenly grew cold, as though snow had flown into his eyes.
“Yes.” He finally said coldly after a while. He closed his eyes and the memories that he refused to remember slowly welled up to the surface.
“How many?”
“I’ve only had one serious girlfriend.”
“Then, why didn’t you marry her?” He Xiyan asked again, her confusion growing.
These questions were like an arrow that had left its bow. Once she asked the first question, she couldn’t help but want to find out all the related details. They had known each other for one year and had interacted for a long period of time, from which they gained an understanding of each other’s characters and habits, but she did not know anything about his past relationships.
She was only curious! He was such a good person, so technically speaking, there should be many good women chasing after him. His ex-girlfriend must have been someone much better and more beautiful than her. She didn’t mean to put herself down but she was truly an average person.
Ye Hao frowned and his eyes grew even colder. His expression also changed, as though he was trying to rein something back. He turned to look at her and saw that his woman was confused and wanted to get to the heart of the matter, so after some thought, he ultimately decided to come clean.
“She fell in love with someone else,” he said coldly.
“Ah?” He Xiyan said in surprise, her eyes widened and her face was filled with shock.
She assumed that his answer would have been something along the lines of how they didn’t have feelings for each other anymore, or how there was a mismatch of character, which were the most common perfunctory reasons for a breakup, but she didn’t expect that he was the party that had been betrayed and hurt.