The look on Sheng Yize’s face turned malicious and ruthless immediately. He smiled grimly and asked, “You think my baby should die?”
“That’s right.” Mu Li nodded. “And her, too.”
Despite the smile on her face, the words out of her mouth were unbelievably venomous.
Qi Yanxi was shocked. “Mu Li, have you lost your mind?”
“I’m not! You made me! This is all your doing!” Mu Li burst into tears. “You married me but you still want An Xiaxia. You killed our baby…”
An Xiaxia didn’t know what to say to a Mu Li like this.
Sheng Yize said coldly, “Qi Yanxi, take care of your own domestic affairs. Leave Xiaxia out of it.”
Face dark, Qi Yanxi grabbed Mu Li’s hand and dragged her out of the ward.
“Stay in your ward if you don’t feel well. Don’t run around.” Qi Yanxi looked very displeased. “If you think it was my fault, fine, it’s all my fault.”
It made no difference to him anyway.
“If you want to hate me, just hate me,” said Qi Yanxi indifferently. “I’ll sign the divorce papers and let my lawyer take them to you.”
He was going to leave after that, but Mu Li wouldn’t let go of his hand.
Her eyes were filled with disbelief. “You’re divorcing me?”
“Or what?” Qi Yanxi smiled coldly and darted an ironic look at her belly. “I only married you because of that baby. Now that we no longer have a child, there’s no point sticking together anymore. You’re free.”
And he would be free, too.
He couldn’t live under the same roof with someone he didn’t love.
Every second felt like eternity.
Mu Li seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed to the ground. She kept mumbling, “You… you don’t love me. You’re divorcing me…”
“Yes.” Qi Yanxi didn’t let her words soften him.
He had to act swiftly and ruthlessly. Only with such resolution could he prevent them from hurting each other further.
“Qi Yanxi, how can you be this heartless… Am I just a baby-making tool to you?” Mu Li cried as she said, “All I ever wanted was for you to love me… why is that so hard…”
Qi Yanxi crouched down next to her and forced her to look up. “Do I need to remind you why I ended up in your bed that night? I think you know better than I do! Mu Li, I was only able to put up with this marriage for this long because of An Xiaxia, because she used to think you as such a good friend, and because she wanted me to take responsibility for this child! You’ve overestimated yourself. To me, you’re not even a tool. And want did you do? You wanted to kill Xiaxia! Heh…”
Mu Li listened, as if in a trance. Every word felt like a knife stabbing into her flesh.
He really didn’t love her…
Even this marriage had been for An Xiaxia…
Her eyes seemed to have gone numb, for no tears would come. Mu Li’s face was fixed in that expression, her lips slightly parted and her face blank. It was as if her soul had fled her shell.
Qi Yanxi rose to his feet and left without looking back.
The medical staff helped Mu Li back to her room, where she lay staring at the ceiling until morning came.
The next day.
A person stood by Mu Li’s bed.
Li Fanxing grinned at her, delighting in her misfortune. “I told you so. He doesn’t love you at all and it’s all An Xiaxia’s fault…”
Mu Li came back to herself, stared silently at Li Fanxing for a moment, and said, “Don’t come again. I won’t help you anymore.”
Li Fanxing was obviously surprised. What? Shouldn’t Mu Li be burning with hatred for An Xiaxia now?
The look on Sheng Yize’s face turned malicious and ruthless immediately. He smiled grimly and asked, “You think my baby should die?”
“That’s right.” Mu Li nodded. “And her, too.”
Despite the smile on her face, the words out of her mouth were unbelievably venomous.
Qi Yanxi was shocked. “Mu Li, have you lost your mind?”
“I’m not! You made me! This is all your doing!” Mu Li burst into tears. “You married me but you still want An Xiaxia. You killed our baby…”
An Xiaxia didn’t know what to say to a Mu Li like this.
Sheng Yize said coldly, “Qi Yanxi, take care of your own domestic affairs. Leave Xiaxia out of it.”
Face dark, Qi Yanxi grabbed Mu Li’s hand and dragged her out of the ward.
“Stay in your ward if you don’t feel well. Don’t run around.” Qi Yanxi looked very displeased. “If you think it was my fault, fine, it’s all my fault.”
It made no difference to him anyway.
“If you want to hate me, just hate me,” said Qi Yanxi indifferently. “I’ll sign the divorce papers and let my lawyer take them to you.”
He was going to leave after that, but Mu Li wouldn’t let go of his hand.
Her eyes were filled with disbelief. “You’re divorcing me?”
“Or what?” Qi Yanxi smiled coldly and darted an ironic look at her belly. “I only married you because of that baby. Now that we no longer have a child, there’s no point sticking together anymore. You’re free.”
And he would be free, too.
He couldn’t live under the same roof with someone he didn’t love.
Every second felt like eternity.
Mu Li seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed to the ground. She kept mumbling, “You… you don’t love me. You’re divorcing me…”
“Yes.” Qi Yanxi didn’t let her words soften him.
He had to act swiftly and ruthlessly. Only with such resolution could he prevent them from hurting each other further.
“Qi Yanxi, how can you be this heartless… Am I just a baby-making tool to you?” Mu Li cried as she said, “All I ever wanted was for you to love me… why is that so hard…”
Qi Yanxi crouched down next to her and forced her to look up. “Do I need to remind you why I ended up in your bed that night? I think you know better than I do! Mu Li, I was only able to put up with this marriage for this long because of An Xiaxia, because she used to think you as such a good friend, and because she wanted me to take responsibility for this child! You’ve overestimated yourself. To me, you’re not even a tool. And want did you do? You wanted to kill Xiaxia! Heh…”
Mu Li listened, as if in a trance. Every word felt like a knife stabbing into her flesh.
He really didn’t love her…
Even this marriage had been for An Xiaxia…
Her eyes seemed to have gone numb, for no tears would come. Mu Li’s face was fixed in that expression, her lips slightly parted and her face blank. It was as if her soul had fled her shell.
Qi Yanxi rose to his feet and left without looking back.
The medical staff helped Mu Li back to her room, where she lay staring at the ceiling until morning came.
The next day.
A person stood by Mu Li’s bed.
Li Fanxing grinned at her, delighting in her misfortune. “I told you so. He doesn’t love you at all and it’s all An Xiaxia’s fault…”
Mu Li came back to herself, stared silently at Li Fanxing for a moment, and said, “Don’t come again. I won’t help you anymore.”
Li Fanxing was obviously surprised. What? Shouldn’t Mu Li be burning with hatred for An Xiaxia now?
