Chapter 715
The Surrogate Bride Of The Colonel He
When he heard Yan Xingweiâs apology, Xiao Lingâs tears streamed down and all the grievance hidden in his heart for these past few years was released at this moment.
âIâve always thought you would take up the responsibility for me, but you just ignored me as if nothing had happened between us. You didnât even look me twice in the army and nor did you even recognize me,â Xiao Ling cried and sobbed.
Yan Xingwei was also very sad to hear it. He gently pulled Xiao Ling into his arms and apologized again, âIâm sorry.â
Xiao Ling cried without saying a word and fell into Yan Xingweiâs embrace.
âWell, I suck at remembering faces. I canât remember othersâ appearance. I didnât deliberately ignore you. I mean it.â
Yan Xingwei suddenly said embarrassedly, even his voice sounded unnatural, and the usual righteousness in his voice disappeared as well.
âSuck at remembering faces?â Xiao Ling sniffed in confusion.
Being pressed on like that, Yan Xingwei became even more embarrassed. He was the kind of person who couldnât find any interest in anything and couldnât remember any one. As time went on, he felt that people looked alike and gradually he couldnât recognize other people except Xu Yangyiâs family and his own family.
âIâm definitely not avoiding responsibility. Nevertheless, if you had told me the truth, I would definitely remember!â
At first, he was afraid that Xiao Ling would mistake him as trying to avoid responsibility, but the last sentence sounded like he was blaming Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling cried even harder when he heard it, âWhat do you mean? Are you saying that it was all my fault? So it was me who was to blame!â tears droped down his cheeks as though pearls droped after the strand broke, and then he added a word, âScumbag.â He seemed wronged, but there was an indescribable cuteness in it.
âSâ Scumbag?â
This was the first time Yan Xingwei was scolded as such, âWhat scumbag? Didnât I say that? I suck at remembering faces.â
âExcuse! Itâs an excuse. You just said that to avoid responsibility, scumbag.â
He scolded Yan Xingwei as he wiped his tears, but he still sounded cute.
âI already told you itâs not.â
Yan Xingwei, who was interrupted, was a little angry, especially when Xiao Ling called him scumbag twice.
âHow come Iâm a scumbag? Apart from him, I have never liked anyone in my life. How can he called me a scumbag and even twice.â
âYes, you are. Youâre a scumbag! Suck at remembering faces? You just donât want to be responsible.â
Yan Xingwei snorted. Though he seemed angry, seeing that Xiao Ling was crying so sadly, he couldnât vent off his temper.
âYes, yes, yes, Iâm a scumbag, alright? What are you crying for? You can cry when you become a widower after I die!â
âIâm not your wife. How will I become a widower after you die? You are taking advantage of me.â He even punched softly at Yan Xingwei, which was quite enchanting, as he said it.
âIâve already f*cked you. What more advantage can I take? Besides, who else can you marry except me?â
Yan Xingwei said confidently, as if Xiao Ling would certainly marry him.
âWho is going to marry? Iâm a man,â Xiao Ling retorted shyly.
âIsnât Yangyi a man too? Heâs married!â
âHe even said he wouldnât marry, but he is not shy to show his desire of marriage on his face.â
âXu Yangyi is Xu Yangyi and I am me. We are different.â
âYes, alright, itâs not you who want to get marry. Itâs me, okay?â How could he be so stubborn?