Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She bit her trembling lips and sobbed. âBut Iâm actually like a parasite in your body. Itâs as though I wonât survive without you! I know that Iâm weak and petty like this, but I still want you to know... that I wonât be able to live if I left you... Mu Yanchen, will you truly love me, just this once?! Do I have to rip my heart out to show you how I feel about you? Would this make you cherish me a little more?!â
Mu Yanchenâs face suddenly paled.
Her words were heartbreaking.
What kind of situation had forced her to say these words?!
Mu Yanchenâs heart ached. He saw Meng Qingxue suddenly clutch her belly with an ugly expression. Beads of sweat rolled down her face.
âPainful... it hurts...â
Clutching her abdomen in pain, she suddenly arched her body like a shrimp.
âYan Chen... my belly hurts... itâs really painful...â
When Mu Yanchen saw her in this state, his mind went blank and he immediately rushed towards her anxiously. However, just as he came up to her, Meng Qingxue smiled and lifted her head. She threw her arms around him in a fierce embrace.
âI told myself that as long as youâd rush towards me at once, Iâd not let go of you for the rest of my life!â She clung on to him tightly.
He had dashed towards her without thinking, which meant that he cared about her!
For that alone, she was not going to let go of him.
For the first time in her life, she had taken the initiative because she was certain that this was the man for her.
No one was perfect.
Mu Yanchen was not a perfect man.
However, there were too many things about him that were worthy of her persistence.
He was the only man who would give up all the glitter in life for her.
She was willing to be subservient, just to hold on to him.
Mu Yanchen immediately came to his senses and realized that her agonized expression was just an act. She wasnât in pain, it was just a trick!
âYou...â
He could not help feeling a little angry.
Meng Qingxue looked up at him and said in no uncertain terms, âYanchen, even if you have nothing, I wonât be afraid. I only want you. You are more than enough for me. I only want to be with you...â
Mu Yanchen looked at her in disbelief.
Meng Qingxue had always been a reserved woman.
She rarely uttered sweet nothings or acted coquettishly. She also rarely played any frivolous loversâ games with him.
This was the first time she had lied to him.
âYanchen, Iâve already made a vow in my heart. No matter what, you belong to me. No matter the cost, Iâll win you back and keep you by my side!â Meng Qingxue paused before continuing, âI know that Iâm not outstanding or good enough. Unlike Song Enya, I donât come from a privileged family background, but Iâll work hard, okay? Iâll work hard to become an outstanding woman. Until that day, wonât you wait for me?â
Mu Yanchen pursed his lips and shook his head with a laugh. He caressed her hair lovingly and pulled her into his embrace.
âYou donât have to.â
When Meng Qingxue heard this, she said somewhat angrily, âWhat? Youâre so stingy you wonât give me a chance to work hard?â
The man broke into laughter. âI donât need you to compromise. As long as we believe in each other, you donât have to fight for anything. You only need to be yourself! Because we belong to each other.â
Meng Qingxueâs pupils suddenly shrank back!