At this mont, Wu Jingfang hated Qiao Xiuyun, hated Bai Xiaoxiao.
Hated the mother and daughter.
Luo Rongbin saw her hatred in her eyes, with cold intent suddenly gathering, "Wu Jingfang, if you dare do anything to harm Qiao Xiuyun and Bai Xiaoxiao, the mother and daughter, I will not let you go."
More than twenty years ago, he didn’t notice Wu Jingfang’s actions.
Which caused Qiao Xiuyun to suffer humiliation, and now, he would never let those things happen again.
Absolutely not.
Wu Jingfang, instead, laughed, a wretched, sorrowful laugh, her makeup smudged by tears, "Luo Rongbin, the person you still love is Qiao Xiuyun, isn’t it?"
Her heart ached, so painfully.
She spent her whole life, yet could not win Luo Rongbin’s affection, but Qiao Xiuyun, that woman, did nothing, yet Luo Rongbin rembered her for a lifeti.
She was unwilling.
What does Qiao Xiuyun have that is any better than her, that makes Luo Rongbin unable to forget for a lifeti?
Luo Rongbin’s cold voice ca from above, like a cold knife piercing her heart, "That’s right, from beginning to end, the person I have loved is Xiuyun, she is gentle and kind, unlike you, a woman with a heart of a snake and scorpion."
Wu Jingfang’s hand, clutching Luo Rongbin’s pant leg, suddenly loosened, using up all her strength at that mont.
Her heart had already grown numb from the pain.
The last trace of color on her face vanished, her eyes full of sorrow, despair, and disbelief.
How could Luo Rongbin be so ruthless?
"If Bai Xiaoxiao didn’t know about these things, would you have stayed with until old age?" Wu Jingfang still held onto the last shred of hope, trembling as she asked.
"I would, if you genuinely accept Xiaoxiao, even if you don’t truly accept her, as long as you do not harm her, I would fulfill my promise and stay with you."
To use the remainder of his years in exchange for the happiness of the woman he loved’s daughter and his own son, Luo Rongbin was willing.
Wu Jingfang suddenly cried, bursting into tears.
"How did you find out?"
"It was ng Ke who told us."
"ng Ke? Has he been captured?"
"He will be captured soon." Luo Rongbin didn’t want to waste ti with her anymore, dropped that line, and turned to leave.
Wu Jingfang watched him leave, panic-stricken, she scread, "Luo Rongbin, you can’t leave , you cannot leave ."
"..."
The response to her was the sound of Luo Rongbin decisively leaving.
Wu Jingfang beca more flustered, her voice increasingly sharp, carrying a sense of threat, "Luo Rongbin, if you do not care for , I will not spare Qiao Xiuyun and Bai Xiaoxiao."
This ti, Luo Rongbin stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and his gaze was sharp as a knife aid at her.
He looked at her coldly for a few seconds, without saying a word, then left again.
But just now, that gaze seed to tell Wu Jingfang that he would never give her another chance to harm the woman he loved and the daughter of the woman he loved.
Wu Jingfang only felt her heart grow cold, her whole body trembling uncontrollably on the ground.
Until a waiter helped her up, she finally stood up from the ground.
Ranran, when she returned to the hotel, Luo Rongbin had already checked out of the room, leaving her with only a few thousand in cash in her wallet.
Wu Jingfang suddenly thought of sothing, her body shivered, and she quickly went to the nearest business hall, then discovered that her account was frozen.
Her legs weakened, nearly causing her to fall to the ground.
Luo Rongbin actually froze her card, throwing Wu Jingfang into complete panic.
Without a husband, or son, and no money, wasn’t she about to beco a beggar out here?
Thinking it over, Wu Jingfang took out her phone and dialed Luo Haofeng’s number, hearing clearly Luo Rongbin’s words earlier, that man never loved her, and since he was so ruthless towards her, he surely wouldn’t care for her anymore.
She now only hoped Luo Haofeng could look upon the mother-son bond and not be as heartless as Luo Rongbin.
At the sa ti, she regretted earlier years when, because Luo Rongbin treated her well, she gave all her money to him to manage.
Not even leaving secret savings.
The phone rang many tis, but no one answered.
Wu Jingfang’s heart continued to sink until it fell into an abyss.
She suddenly felt darkness engulfing her, her body leaning heavily, she reached out to hold onto sothing to avoid falling.
Dragging her weary body back to the hotel, she intended to rent a cheaper room, only to see Luo Rongbin standing there coldly, looking at her.
Wu Jingfang felt a surge of joy, excitedly running over to grab Luo Rongbin’s hand, "Rongbin, where did you go just now?"
"I have booked a ticket to return ho."
Luo Rongbin shrugged her off with annoyance, his voice cold without a trace of warmth.
Wu Jingfang’s eyes filled with panic, "Rongbin, are you going to leave here alone to return ho?"
"If you are unwilling to return, then I’ll go back by myself." Luo Rongbin said, picking up his luggage and leaving.
Wu Jingfang’s eyes flashed with confusion, until Luo Rongbin had walked far away, she snapped back to herself, stumbling in her steps to catch up.
She had no money at hand, how could she dare not return? But if Luo Rongbin left her alone here, she would only be reduced to begging.
"Rongbin, wait for ."
Luo Rongbin glanced at her, chasing after him, a harsh glint flashed deep in his eyes.
This ti taking her back, he would no longer let her go, so things should have been done long ago, if it were not for the past consideration that she was Ah Feng’s mother, and those matters from so many years ago...
**
City B.
Luo Haofeng sat alone on the sofa, his slender fingers clutching a half-burned cigarette.
After Mo Xiuchen left, he turned off the lights, in the pitch-black room, only a small glimr from his fingers flickered.
The phone on the coffee table rang until it stopped by itself.
He rely glanced at the incoming call display and threw it back onto the coffee table.
The heartache made his whole body sowhat numb, like a person walking in darkness unable to find an exit, despair and tornt intertwined.
He saw no future or hope.
Ultimately, he resented himself for being too soft-hearted, because that woman was his mother, even if she made mistake after mistake, he forgave her ti and again.
He wishfully hoped his father could eliminate her resentnt, but all efforts were in vain.
The cigarette in his fingers kept burning, until finally the pain brought him back from a numb stupor.
Raising his hand, he glanced at the watch on his wrist.
It was already very late, by this ti, he wondered if Xiaoxiao had gone to sleep.
He picked up the phone on the coffee table, searched for Bai Xiaoxiao’s number from the recent calls, but stared at that na, hesitating to dial.
Intense pain was written in his eyes, he hesitated for a long ti, finally trembling as he typed a few words, staring at the ssage for a long while, then trembling, he sent the ssage.
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