DAD, I'M SORRY
Chapter 115 The Terms of Smuggling
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“You don't love me? Don't you love me? Can you bear not meeting me?” He asked hoarsely, unable to accept not meeting, he would go crazy this way.
“Can I not love you anymore?” Mu Xue saw him, even though his words were extremely cruel, but she was afraid that she would not be able to hold back her own feelings and want more if not cruel, she did not want to humble herself. “If I used to love you because you were responsible, but now? You keep doubting, how can I love a man whose feet step on two boats?”
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But his heart was stifled as he looked at Yinuo's wounded, aching face, the man turned around, he wanted to come forward to hold her back, wanting to enter her loneliness and provide warmth for her who was helpless, but……
He was destined to gain nothing in this conflict, perhaps Mo Yilan would not leave this man forever! Would Mo Yilan be able to live if she parted with him? How could he possibly sacrifice his life for his own selfishness?
Even though he was selfish and together with Qin Yinuo, how did he face the burden on his conscience for this lifetime?
Never mind, he was a heartless person, he was willing to be that heartless person!
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“Good! I go.....” Her voice is sad and makes people want to cry.
But Mu Xue still insisted on saying: “Goodbye!”
Qin Yinuo left, as the door closed and rang “Blam”, Mu Xue's heart was also shattered by something……
There was a rustling sound from inside the cauldron, a faint smell, Mu Xue only felt disgust and was just surprised, apparently the egg was already burnt.
A burning smell filled the room, and the kitchen, the steam-sucking machine could not let out this charred smell, he grew even more disgusted and immediately turned off the fire, he immediately ran to the bathroom……
He vomited but nothing was spewed out……
As the nausea finally dissipated, she was glued to the sink, looking at her face in the mirror with a fixation, her face slowly turning pale……
Then, fear and despair enveloped him……
Looks like she's been menstruating for two weeks……
Ls it?
Nah!
He's been so fucked up.
Her hand involuntarily held onto her stomach, if it was still pregnant with another child, wouldn't she and Qin Yinuo be getting more complicated?
Mu Xue walked out of the bathroom limping and sat down on the sofa, in those blurred tears, she saw a tree outside the window, the wide leaves were gone, it seems that autumn has come……
The leaves will leave the twigs, must go even if not willing……
This entire lifetime, he could only let go even if he was unwilling, because he could not want to.
He could not want everything to be too perfect.
Let him endure all this pain, he only wanted Qin Yinuo not to bear the burden on the heart.
At this time his phone suddenly rang, apparently Qin Maoxiang called him, he was surprised and asked: “Master Qin, when did you decide to let my son Cheng Cheng go home?”
“Is your son only Cheng Cheng? What about Tian Yu? You mean to want it or not?” Qin Maoxiang suddenly asked.
Mu Xuer was fixated and asked with difficulty believing: “Master Qin, what are you talking about?”
“I told you, I decided to return Tian Yu to you!” Qin Maoxiang's voice sounded solemn.
“But....” Mu Xue's greeting was cut before she finished speaking.
“Miss Lin, let's meet, I want to talk to you!” Qin Maoxiang said. “Now I'm in the little street of your house, come out!”
“Eh! Already here?” Mu Xue suddenly felt her back cold, as she felt like she was secretly being followed by people alone. How could mister Qin know the way to his house?
He said he wanted to return Tian Yu to her!
Mu Xue did not even feel excited, as she knew, master Qin might make a fair decision for Mo Yilan and himself!
After all, she was also greater than Mo Yilan, because she could bear children!
Smile grievously, pity the feelings of the world's parents! Master Qin considered for the sake of his son, but not knowing what he was thinking inwardly, this role of father also made people sad.
Back meeting Qin Maoxiang, his face was still very cold and did not laugh, his face was firm, through this face, Mu Xue was reminded of others, not knowing how she was now?
“Mr Qin!” Mu Xue spoke very tensely.
“Miss Lin, how about I return Tian Yu to you?” Qin Maoxiang spoke.
Although this news was already told on the phone, but Mu Xue was still very surprised, “What made you change your mind?”
“You and Yinuo have really broken up?” He did not answer and asked back.
Mu Xue smiled softly. “Her cup you know everything!”
“Why break up?” Qin Maoxiang furrowed his brows not understanding.
“No match!” Mu Xue looked up. “Why ask for too much if you can't be together? You also have a condition to return Tian Yu to me right!”
“You're smart once!” Qin Maoxiang looked at Mu Xue sharply, this girl was very young but very calm, there was an inexhaustible sadness in his eyes.
“Master Qin, uncle Qin, or I call uncle alone more suitable, you are an elder, his grandfather Tian Yu. I'm very grateful you returned Tian Yu to me, but I know, now I can't take Tian Yu away!”
“Why?” Qin Maoxiang was shocked.
“Because I don't want my son taken advantage of!” Mu Xue looked calm. “She is a small child, please do not use it either. Uncle, don't negotiate with me using my son, nor will I agree to your terms!”
“Why?” Qin Maoxiang was slightly surprised. “How about I approve you along with Yinuo? Will you also not agree to these terms?”
“Uncle, you want me to be the third person? Or want to let Miss Mo Yilan who became the third person?”
“You're negotiating with me?” Qin Maoxiang chuckled.
“Not! I have no right to negotiate with you, I just know, Tian Yu needs a father as well as a mother, but it's destined to have a father and no mother, and vice versa, everything was destined from the beginning! You said you wanted to return Tian Yu to me on my terms. And this condition is very tempting, Miss Mo Yilan has been waiting for many years and not getting results, I even got it easily because my son, based on his logic, I should be grateful. But, uncle, I am a fool or perhaps a stubborn person, I only know that if I do this and agree to your terms, maybe for the rest of my life I will be indebted to Miss Mo!”
Qin Maoxiang did not expect him to refuse, and the reason was so strong. He looked at her fixedly, seeing the great power in the eyes of this weak girl. “Money, can I interpret it this way? You didn't agree to it because you wanted to approve Yinuo and Mo Yilan?”
“I'm not that great, I just want to bless myself!” Mu Xue said calmly. “Tian Yu needs the affection of a father, maybe he would be better off with Qin Yinuo than with me! If Qin Yinuo and I can't be together, Tian Yu can't go with me because he's your grandson. And you are not one who can let go of your own grandchildren so easily! Why should I make myself suffer by fighting against you strong?”
Mu Xue spoke sadly and felt her heart was so sad, what was it with her that she did not want her son? Nah! Not unwilling, but not to want it this way!
“You mean if I don't have the conditions and allow you to meet Tian Yu, then you will want this child?” Qin Maoxiang furrowed his brows.
“Really! Uncle, if you allow me to meet Tian Yu unconditionally. I guarantee you won't take her away, she's your granddaughter. I only want to meet him once in a while, I am the one at fault for Tian Yu! I was destined not to be a good mother, not to leave a trauma for the soul of a young child, I just wanted to give a mother's affection for her if possible!”
“You really don't want to be Yinuo's wife?” Qin Maoxiang surprised: “Are you not on vacation to Bei Hai Dao very happily?”
“Uncle, what does happy mean?” He looked down, his heart as if it was slashed by a knife.
“You mean you are unhappy?” Qin Maoxiang furrowed his brows, did his subordinates investigate incompletely?
“At first it was very happy, but along with the appearance of Miss Mo, I who was this nobody was left in a foreign country, you think should I be happy?” Mu Xue looked at him, currently her gaze was flat expressionless.
“You're mad at Yinuo?” Qin Maoxiang said again.
Mu Xue shook her head. “No, I'm not mad at him, he's the one in charge, and now it's very rare that anyone is responsible, I think he's a caring person and a difficult partner to get, he said, but not mine!”
“How about I wish you were with Yinuo?” She looked into Mu Xue's eyes, but not seeing happiness, this woman was like a cold person and wanted nothing, she knew this kind of person was the hardest to deal with.
Mu Xue smiled flatly. “Uncle Qin can compromise this way because Miss Mo can not give birth to children, if from the beginning she can give birth, I think you will not refuse their marriage. Family status commensurate, love each other, you have what alasana to refuse? But it was all because Miss Mo could not bear children, only then did she have children on contract! Uncle, you don't like Mo Yilan because she can't give birth! I don't like me because I'm not perfect, my family is poor, by comparison, I have more reasons not to be chosen by you. I used to be a surrogate mother, and now among us, you chose me after considering the good and bad sides. I'm so grateful you didn't demean me! But, I cannot want Qin Yinuo!”
“You are so smart!” Qin Maoxing smiled cynically. “But, maybe this lifetime I won't allow you to meet Tian Yu if you don't agree?”
“Is uncle cruel like this?” Mu Xue looked at him calmly without fear. “Uncle is also a father, may also be able to feel how it feels to be a parent. Is uncle's heart as hard as this?”
“You think I'll let Tian Yu meet you? Am I going to let Tian Yu meet his biological mother if there is someone else who might become a mistress in Qin Shi?”
“Then, uncle find a good stepmother for Tian Yu only!” Mu Xue stood up limply and wanted to leave.
“Money, you've made me change my mind about you! You are very suitable to be a mistress in Qin Shi, brave, also quite ruthless! I first met a woman who didn't want her own child!”
Mu Xue held back her lips and fell silent, stubborn to the point of making people sad.
“Nothing you want to say anymore?”
Mu Xue took a deep breath and did not let her tears flow.
