âWell, youâre willing to take the responsibility of fatherhood, but... you wonât marry me; is that right?â Meng Qingxue looked up at the man in anger, and when she saw him maintaining his silence, she could stand it no longer. âSay something!â
âIf you donât care about status, I can bring you back home, but, you know, I have a betrothal; I... I canât make you my formal wife, but other than that, I can give you everything else. Youâll enjoy a superior lifestyle, excellent food, and clothes. Thereâs absolutelyââ
âShut up!â The womanâs eyes widened. As she fought back her tears. she felt so ridiculed that she burst into laughter. âEverything else except status? Do you mean that I can live like a mistress and only receive your love in secret?â
â...â
The utterly furious woman grabbed the pillow by her side and hit the man hard, yelling hysterically, âMu Yancheng, why are you always saying things with such justified dignity? A privileged life? Wealth and glory? You know very well that I donât care about all those things!â
âQingxue!â
âLetâs break up!â she cried, clearly in pain. âI donât wanna love you anymore. I donât wanna go through that kind of pathetic life again where Iâm unable to see the light!â
The man bit hard on his lips.
It was not that he was unwilling to marry her; rather, he did not have Mu Yazheâs courage!
Yes, he loved her, and it was only when he almost lost her that he realized whom he really wanted to be with!
The name âMeng Qingxueâ had taken over his heart.
If possible, he wanted to marry her in style.
Alas, his family would never allow him to bring her back!
The Mus placed a lot of emphasis on their partnersâ background and upbringing.
As for her background, the fact that she was a model was sufficient for them to boot her out of the door.
However, asking him to give her up was impossible.
âQingxue, I promise you: I can sever all my relationships with other women; I wonât be a Casanova anymore and go after women! Iâll love you and you alone, but... I canât marry you. My identity and family background mean that you wonât be able to marry into the family properly. Still, my uncle promised me that, when the time is ripe, I can bring you into the Mu family. Although you wonât be my formal wife, youâll still be my woman!â
âAm I going there as your mistress?â she asked in return. Her eyes had gone dull and lifeless by then.
The man looked at her despairing face with his heart aching badly. âQingxue, Iââ
She sneered for some time and interrupted him. âYou always have a justification to trample on me.â She then stared hard at him and uttered through gnashed teeth, âDo you have a heart? Do you know that, when someone is hurting, the person can really feel pain in their heart?â
Her questioning made him feel annoyed and frustrated.
He suddenly stood up and, with a resolute attitude, declared, âI will bring you back to the capital.â
â...What?â
âIâll let you think this through overnight. You canât live without me, and I canât live without you, either.â
After saying that, he turned around and left the ward.
The woman stared at his departing figure in a daze, tears rolling down from her eyes, unbridled.
In the end, he was as selfish as ever, not sparing a thought for her feelings.
That kind of man did not know what love was.